𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐞 | Jungkook ×reader

Drugs

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He looked disturbed, he was disturbed. Utterly disturbed. He didn't know how to deal with his feelings. His feelings....God....they were so strong and all for that person,....for only you....so strong that he was baffled by his own feelings everyday.

It was like every passing moment they just got stronger, consuming all of him. He was never like this, he was always so reserved, only thinking about himself.

Hell, he couldn't even think that he would ever be so smitten, that whole axis of his life shifted around you. And solely around you.

He let out a cold sigh, looking blankly as the professor delivered lecture. Classes were going on as usual but you were no where to be seen. Not with your alcoholic friends, nor at the backside of your university.

You weren't even answering his calls and it was getting on his nerves. He groaned quietly, his patience running thin..as soon as the ongoing class ended, he picked up his bag throwing it over his shoulder and strolling out of the class towards parking area to hop on his bike, not caring that he was class president, a regular top student who still had to attend classes for today. But no..nothing mattered.

It was like he couldn't breath anymore without seeing you all fine Infront of his own eyes.

As soon as he was Infront of your house, he Parked the bike and strode towards the main door. He lifted his hand up to knock but before he could do so the door creased open at the light touch. A frown marred his face at that, why was the door open so carelessly?

He slowly pushed the door open and looked inside, just to see the house empty. He didn't know why but a strange feeling arose in his gut as if something was terribly wrong. His heart beats raced...and he didn't even know why.

Cursing quietly under this breath he stepped inside and was about to call you but just then his gaze caught a blood stain on the floor. His heart dropped horribly.

He frowned worried, feeling anxiousness running through his veins and called for you looking around the house when he suddenly found you sitting on floor beside a bed, in a room.

You emotionlessly sat there with blood on different places on your face and body, looking out of the window with an alcohol bottle in your hand. You acknowledged his presence but didn't move, staying still and unapproachable.

He felt his guts churning in distress after looking at your condition. It was as if your condition pained him physically.
He blankly looked at you, shoving his hands in his pockets even though his heart wrenched.

Jungkook:"What's all of this?", he asked in his usual cold voice staring at you emotionlessly.

You turned your head to look at him with your bloodshot eyes.
Yn:"What?"
You asked blankly .

His eyes narrowed looking at the red on your face, walking closer to you stopping in front of you.

He knelt down in front of you taking your chin in his fingers making you look at him. His emotionless eyes scanned your face noticing your red eyes, his jaw clenched at the blood on your face.

Jungkook:"What happened?"
He asked lowly.

His eyes scanned you, the dark circles, the blood on the face, the messy hair and the cigarette between your fingers as you took a sip from bottle of alcohol.

Jungkook:"Have you been drinking since the morning?"
he said in chilly voice.
Yn:"Go the fuck away."

You muttered harshly exhaling smoke on his face.
He didn't flinched even a bit at the cigarette smoke in his face as he leaned in closer towards you until your faces were only inches apart. His cold, calm and dominant eyes stared right at you.