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~"Can we go home?"~
" I don't understand, you tell he is your brother, but don't know a thing about him?" said the doctor, confused.
"Can't you just go on with it? He was freaking adopted a few days ago, that's exactly why we don't know a single shit about him, do you understand dipshit?" said Jin, gritting his teeth, his ears were red due to frustration and anger that was imposed on him.
"Uh-uh, well, the boy had recently been given sertraline, which erases the memory of recent trauma, and he also seems to be weak, physically, long marks of abuse are painted on him, his body is literally black and blue, and we have also found out that he has asthma, stage 2, I've prescribed the medication for the required amount, please make sure to take it and make sure the boy isn't going to remember the trauma, whatever it is."
The six boys exited the doctor's cabin and sat down on the chair placed next to the door.
"Hyung, why was he given sertraline?"
"Well, the 148 IQ, man here decided to not use his brain and thought it would be funny to tease the little one."
Suga, realizing that his hyung is tired, almost at once took charge of an older brother and signaled Jimin not to ask any more questions, the look on the other boys faces were quiet evident, Jin was resting his head on the wall, his face was red and his hands were fisted together and his knuckles were now white by the impact, his ears were also burning, which made the others understand that they shouldn't disturb him now, suga was as calm as ever, he was watching over the boys who were next to their oldest brother, like baby ducks which follow their mother no matter what.
Namjoon was visibly guilty for what he had done that day, he thought all of this is his fault, even when nobody blamed him. Hoseok was just dumbfounded as he didn't know a thing which was happening now, hw got a call 2 hours ago from Jungkook and he reported it to his mamma bird at once, that was all he knew, Jimin and Taehyung's expressions were also the same, but they were sulking like babies inside for not getting the attention from their hyungs, but knew it was their best to shut their mouths.
10 Minutes later.
His eyes fluttered open, he was hit with the smell of the hospital which disgusts him to the core, the boy looked around to find his brothers seated on the couch and Jimin sleeping next to him.
"Jungkook? Are you fine?"
"Yes, yes I am, can we go home?"
"uh, well, yes, why don't you go change."
Jungkook left the bed after the nurse took out the IV attatched to him, Jimin woke up by the time jungkook had gone to change.
They decided not to talk about what happened as they didn't want to pressurize the boy, so when he came out, they all acted like nothing was wrong and moved out after taking the medicines prescribed for him.
After the car had come, they sat in, no one was making any noise, while Jungkook was messed up in his own world, he was surprised why no one had asked him what happened yet, he expected them to be more violent, but Jungkook was happy that no one entered his personal space, he liked it, not sharing his thoughts with anyone, not being a burden. Meanwhile the others were concerned as they never saw him like this, his face was emotionless, he was looking out of the window, he wasn't even abusing his lips they way he always does, they decided not to give him more pressure and stayed quiet.
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'You Forgot me'
"So this is how it feels to be deserted"
"Stop gukkie!!."
"Mom, come on, don't act like a grumpy grandma."
"Grandma? Yah! brat! come here, let me show you what a grumpy old grandma can do!"
The mother pushed the little one more into the snow while tickling him and laughing along with her son, whom she cherished with all her heart.
"Hehe, omma, stop now, I'm out of breath."
"Ahh, look it's almost night time now, let's go inside."
"No, Mom, let's enjoy a bit more."
Slowly, the atmosphere, the ground below him changed, he was no longer the small kid who was playing with his mother in the snow, he was a teen, a lost teenager, he could feel his head spinning, his mother's appearance changed, she was vanishing, she was getting away from him while he was shouting for her to come near, he was scared, he was lost, he was confused.
Why was his mother getting away from him?
Where is she leaving him?
So this is how it feels to be deserted, it feels like sinking into a deep ocean, a place where no one can hear your cries of help, when your chocking on your breathe, no one will be your savior, you're deserted, you're lonely, your forsaken, you're never going to make it again, you can't swim back to the shore, you can't do anything rather than, stare at death.
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The tune of the alarm went off the minute when the clock struck 8, the young boy fluttered his eyes open, when he heard, he was sleeping, so it was just a dream? Or was it a nightmare?
He stood up stumbling, his hair was messed up, his cheeks were wet, as well as his hair from the sweat and tears, he forwarded his steps towards the washroom and took a warm shower which refreshed him a bit, he wasn't still over the incident of meeting his mother.
He took his back pack and combed his hair a bit, his smile never reached his lips, there was a blank look on his face, which made him look like a lost kid.
He reached downstairs when he saw the others waiting for him, he bowed his head a bit to show respect which they approved, he sat next to Taehyung and had his breakfast, not a single word, not a single expression, they couldn't read his eyes, it did worry them, but they decided to give him space.
He left for school in the car, while listening some music.
TIME SKIP
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"So, student, welcome our new student, Kim Jungkook, He is the youngest of the Kims, and I hope you will treat him well."
"Hello, I'm Kim Jungkook, nice to meet you guys."
"Well, okay, you can sit beside Eunwoo."
A handsome boy raised his hand, Jungkook sat near him and put his bag on the desk.
"So, students, this is your self study period, use it wisely."
Jungkook looked beside to see the handsome boy sleeping on the desk without a care about what is happening around him, slowly Jungkook brushed the hair of his face and also slept on his desk.
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[To be continued.]
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FanfictionIt was never his.... Love, care, affection was never his.. He was built up only for abuse, hate, to face the harsh conditions in this world. The boy who never had someone to call as 'Mom' or 'Dad', is suddenly adopted from the orphanage he was suff...