Him/Them || Jeon Jungkook ✓

11: Senior

Jungkook turned around to see his senior smirking at him, a cigarette lit between his fingers as he took a drag from it. Jungkook frowned, kept the items in his hand, and tilted his head at him. "Why are you glaring at me like that, fucker?"

Jungkook avoided him and sighed before walking past him when he grabbed his arm and pulled him back, causing Jungkook to groan at his tight grip. He knitted his brows and looked intensely into the senior's eyes who scoffed in annoyance.

"How dare you ignore me, huh?" He spat at his face and Jungkook shut his eyes, clenching his fists on his side, controlling himself. He pushed Jungkook back, causing him to stumble and then he chuckled at him. "Such a weak bastard."

 "Show him if you are weak or not, Jungkook."

Jungkook hissed in pain and closed his eyes, rubbing his temples and shaking his head. "No, he doesn't deserve it."

"He does. He is insulting you."

Jungkook gritted his teeth and fisted his hands, taking a deep breath and looking up at his senior who was looking at him in confusion. "Leave." His senior frowned, unable to hear him clearly. "What?"

"Leave, please," Jungkook said, holding his temple and rubbing it vigorously. His senior laughed at his attics. "Who are you to tell me that?"

"Jungkook?" 

He looked beside him to see himself standing and smiling at him. He extended his hand and pointed at the sharp needle, lying on the ground. Jungkook's lips trembled and he looked at his reflection in horror, shaking his head. "No." He whispered but heard a laugh from his senior in front of him.

"Use it."

Jungkook glared at himself, shaking his head and taking a deep breath. "No." He stated in a firm tone. His reflection smiled at him darkly and mumbled, 

"Coward!" 

Jungkook shut his eyes, taking a deep breath, and then looked ahead, watching his senior laugh at him. "Shut up." He mumbled weakly and his eyes glistened.

"Coward!"

"Such a weakling!"

"You are such a coward!"

"Such a coward!"

The senior stopped laughing when he saw Jungkook bending down and taking something from the ground, approaching him with small steps. He smirked and tilted his head in amusement. He threw the cigarette from his hand and watched him standing in front of him. 

"What are you doing, huh?" He asked and Jungkook looked at him, his cheeks stained with tears, eyes red, and breathing heavily. "What are you gonna do? Use that? Kill me?"

"Yes, you will."

Jungkook looked behind him at his reflection, nodding his head and pointing his finger at his senior. "Poke me? Are you?"

"Do it, Jungkook."

His reflection held the throat of his senior from behind and smirked at him. Jungkook smirked at that and looked back into his senior's eyes whose smile vanished when he saw the sinister glint in his eyes. He frowned. "Wha-"

His voice was cut off when his mouth opened wide. The needle was stabbed into his right eye and the empty alley was filled with loud cries of a man who collapsed to the ground, blood oozing out from his eye, splattering all over Jungkook's face and his own shirt as Jungkook smirked, holding the blood dripping needle in his hand.

"You deserve it, sunbae."