JUNGKOOK POV
Jungkook squinted against the morning sun as he drove
through town on his way home.
Getting by on just a couple
hours of sleep was nothing
new to him—it had practically been a way of life in the Corps but he'd adjusted to civilian
living a lot quicker than he'd realized.
Which included sleeping in
past dawn most days.
Still, as much as his body was currently protesting, it had
been worth it to make sure
Pop and Jimin were okay.
His heart still beat faster when he remembered the moment
he received the text saying
Pop was in the hospital.
Jungkook hadn't taken the
time to think or to call.
He hadn't stopped to find out more information.
He'd just acted.
He'd gotten up, gotten
dressed and hauled ass to
the hospital.
Now though, as he turned
onto his street, he was
honestly just looking forward
to a hot shower and a long
nap in an actual bed.
"Oh fuck." Jungkook slapped a hand against the side of his steering wheel as his house
came into view.
The sight of his father's shiny black pickup in the driveway quickly put an end to his thoughts of getting sleep anytime soon.
"I should have just stayed at
the hospital." he muttered
under his breath as he pulled into his own driveway
behind his dad's truck.
Jungkook sighed as he stepped out of the truck and walked toward the house.
Of course his dad was nowhere
in sight because of course he
had insisted on having his
own key.
Taking a deep breath, He opened the door.
A heavy feeling settled in the
pit of his stomach when he
was greeted by the sight of
his father, arms crossed, frowning as he stood
looking around the house.
Jungkook really didn't want a confrontation this early in the morning but he knew that
look all too well.
His dad was pissed and
there would be hell to pay.
"Where have you
been?" His dad demanded.
"I've been here for hours already."
Jungkook took his time closing the door behind him, slowly counting to three in his head, then starting over and counting to three again before opening
his mouth to speak.
Would it have been too much
to ask to get a hi, son?
How's it going?
Great to see you.
Oh and would you mind if I stopped by your house this morning?
Even a simple phone call would have been more than enough.
But he hadn't received any of those common courtesies he might have expected from
his own father.
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Always Loved You || Jikook ✅
FanfictionTen years ago, Park Jimin said goodbye to the boy he loved and the town he grew up in to follow his dreams in New York. Now with a promising career in interior design and a manhattan apartment with a view, there's only one thing that's missing...
