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The Fight -Jeon Jungkook

TW: ABUSE

Author's Pov:

Another day.

It was another day for Jungkook where he had to carry his drunk father back home from the bar. He struggled to carry the elder.

His father was abusive mostly when he was drunk. As soon as Jungkook carried his father to the couch in the living room, the elder man groaned while leaning backwards. "you little piece of shit" he suddenly stood up, landing a punch in Jungkook stomach causing him to jerk backwards as he bit his lip to not let out any sounds.

"you think you're so big now that you carry me out of the bars huh? Have you seen yourself.. Useless. Absolutely useless piece of shit" he walked closer again to slap him but Jungkook blocked and pushed the older man backwards, the older gasped in surprise as his body fell backwards on the couch.

His stepbrother saw the whole thing, his eyes burning of anger as he strode towards Jungkook, pulling him by the collar. "what the fuck do you think you're doing? How dare you push him" he pushed him against the wall, landing a punch on his cheekbone, Jungkook groaned as his eyes glisten. He kept getting hit until he got fed up by it.

He suddenly rolled over switching position so now he was pinning his stepbrother against the wall, he breathed heavily before landing punches on his step-brother's face, despite his protests, Jungkook did not stop, he kept punching him until he broke a tooth. Jungkook pushed him away before picking up his phone and headed out.

While walking down the darkened streets at 1 am he only had one thought in his head and that was to see his girl. He walked towards her apartment.

After a fifteen minutes walk he was standing in front of that apartment building. He made his way inside knowing damn well she'd probably be asleep right but even if he had to stay outside her apartments door the entire night, it'll still be better than the shitty house he lives in.

At least he will know she's in there..

He walked up the stairs and stopped in front of her apartment, he rang the doorbell..

No answer.

He rang the doorbell again.

A voice was heard. Clearly sleepy and annoyed. "Hey whoever that is, you're a creep. Leave or I'll call the cops"

He chuckled. "babe.. It's me" he had a wide grin on his face as the door opened and his sleepy girlfriend just looked up at him.

"oh my god what happened to you?" y/n inquired him before pulling him in her embrace and closing the door.

"I really don't wanna talk about it right now babe"

"oh okie baby.. But at one AM?"

She led him to her bedroom, making him sit on the bed as she quickly grabbed some tissues and alcohol pads to clean his wounded cheek and put a bandage there.

"are you okay?" y/n asked while looking at him and he nodded, smiling softly as he pulled her down on his lap, her back pressed against his chest as he nuzzled his face in her shoulder.

"I missed you.." he mumbled, y/n smiled softly.

"I missed you too"