Arriving back at the orphanage was strange. It looked the same, I had the same room and everything, but it all felt different. So much had happened since I was back here.
Bora left me at the door to carry my duffle bag to my room.
"Jungkook!" a hoard of kids run up to me. I smiled brightly at them.
"Hello children, wow you've grown" I ruffles one's hair.
"I lost a tooth!" A little girl sings, shoving the bloody bone into my face. I applaud her, standing up so she couldn't reach me.
Another one wants to climb up one me, so I pick her up. She squeals and clings to my neck as I started to walk to my room, stepping over kids.
"Hey, could you grab my bag?" I call. The children squeal with laughter and grab my bag, eight kids fighting over who got to hold it. Whatever, it would make its way to my door eventually.
"Where did you go Jungkook?" An eager boy jogs to keep up with me.
"I went on a trip, I'm back now" I smiled at him.
"What's this?" the girl I was holding pokes my neck. Oh, right. How would you explain that to a bunch of kids?
"It's uh..."
"It's a scar!" An older boy points. I laughed nervously.
"Cool!" She pokes it. "Does this hurt? Does this hurt? Does this hurt? Does this hurt?" She kept poking my neck with every sentence.
"Ok" I say with a big sigh and set her down outside my door. I reach for the doorknob. "Scram. you little rats."
They laughed and ran away down the hall. I smiled watching them go before I walked into my room.
Yoongi was standing by my window, waiting. I see a gun strapped to his waist band.
"What are you doing here?" I asked and walked over to my bed to plug my phone in. Most of my stuff was still here, Bora and I both knew I'd make it back here sometime.
"I'm here to explain things" He turns to me. He wears a similar outfit to the other day when he'd called me. Hia arms bare. I couldn't help but glance at them.
"Ok, go on" I head to my closet, waiting to change out of the shitty clothes the hospital provided to me. I'd handle this maturely.
"I have some questions" he says softly, stepping closer behind me.
"So do I. Shoot" I respond, while looking for a hoodie to wear.
"Did you try to kill yourself?" He inquires, I see his cat eyes watching me from a mirror in the closet, he was looking at the scar.
I run my hand along the scar, sighing. I was so tired of telling people this. "No." I say quietly, and I pulled off my shirt. "No, Changbin did this"
"He what?" Yoongi steps closer.
"Yup. next question" I meet his eyes through the mirror.
"Why were you in the hospital?" He looked at my back, eyes traveling lower. I sighed again and grabbed a hoodie to wear, his hoodie. (Don't ask how it got in the closet already I don't know either and I'm not changing it)
"Jin hit me with his car."
"He what?"
"You say that a lot" I turned to him. "I ask the questions now, got it?" I stepped closer.
He stares at my chest. "Jungkook....what happ--"
"Fine. I'll summarize it for you. I had a fling with Jimin, but I didn't actually like him, I like Taehyung. So, he got mad and got with Changbin. I got in trouble with some punks on the street, go adopted to an abusive home, then Changbin hired the street punks to shoot me in front of the school.
I got shot, went to the hospital I got out and saw you at the festival. Then I pretended it never happened. I tried to understand why you would do something like that. I discovered Changbin was my neighbor and had a panic attack.
You found me in an alley at some point and after that I got thrown into a glass wall by my adoptive mother and cut myself. I went to Hope's place and discovered him and Jimin were sleeping together. Jin and I kept fighting this whole time and then he hit me with his car, and I made up with Jimin and Hoseok" I turned back to the closet.
"Bunny..."
"Stop fucking saying that" I glare at him. His eyes are wide he looks almost sad. Sad about me? How strange. "Can I ask questions now?"
"Yeah" He steps back and sits on my desk.
"What have you been doing this whole time? And before you disappeared?" I pulled his hoodie over my head, wincing.
"Ok look, I didn't want to disappear. I wanted to tell you everything.
I grew up with my mom and dad very poor. My dad's a drug addict and he'd abuse my mother and I whenever he got the chance. He was in serious debt and got in trouble with a local gang. So, he signed me over to the gang to pay off his debts.
I didn't have a way out. Not unless I4 died.
Changbin's dad just so happened to be the leader of the gang and Changbin was his second-hand. They were hard on me and made me do things I didn't want to do. They beat me when I refused.
Changbin got cocky and threatened to tell everyone about the gang, which seemed counter active, but he didn't care. He knew I'd get arrested, and he'd be untouched.
He kept pushing elm and pushing me. He kept beating me, making me do things--so I faked my death. Jin found out in the hospital, the first time I tried to kill myself. He could see I was planning something and made me tell him. It was a fight. He wasn't happy about it. He kept telling me what it would do to you.
But I did it anyway. I couldn't tell anyone. Changbin has people watching everywhere. Jin tried to contact me one day and he found out. They were really pissed off. I had 'betrayed' them. And now Changbin wants me dead. He's been hunting me for weeks.
But he can't find me. I've made sure of it" He looks up at me, his eyes were cold and tired. He was tired of running. He wanted to feel safe for once in his life.
"I fuck with him most of the time, stealing money and leaving messages through other members of the gang. I'd been in hiding for a long while, and I was alone. And eventually I broke, and I've come to see you.
I've been alone for so long" He stepped closer, reaching out as if to touch me. He leaned down to kiss me, his eyes focused on my lips.
I push him off. "Yoongi, I--"
The door opened to my room. We both looked up and I saw Taehyung standing in the door frame.
"Kook--oh. You're...dead." He sees Yoongi.
Yoongi bolts out the window, disappearing into the darkness.
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Pinky Promise--Taekook
FanfictionA forgotten hyyh storyline. "𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓮?" 𝓗𝓮 𝓪𝓼𝓴𝓮𝓭, 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓴𝔂. "𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓮" 𝓘 𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓱𝓲𝓼. LOTS OF ANGST UR WARNED FINISHED