You Never Know [JIKOOK]

52. Darkest

(warning; mentioned of *****)

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"Tell me, Love. When and where did that happen?" His eyes locked with Jimin's, and in that moment, Jimin saw everything—the fury, the devastation, the endless guilt. Jungkook was drowning in it, and there was nothing Jimin could do to save him but offer his love. "Why didn’t you call me?" Jungkook whispered, his voice raw, broken. "Why didn’t you reach out to me?"

Jimin closed his eyes, pain flooding his chest. He took a shaky breath before lifting his head to meet Jungkook’s gaze.

He could see the horror in his husband’s eyes, the dawning realization that was cutting him to pieces.

"I called you that night..." Jimin’s voice broke as he spoke the words he’d never wanted to relive. "I called you many times, but you didn’t answer..."

Jungkook froze, the weight of those words crashing into him like a tidal wave.

His body shook as he took a step back, eyes wide in disbelief.

"N-no," he whispered, shaking his head as if he could deny it. "W-why..." His voice faltered, and he choked on his own breath. "Why didn’t I answer?" His hands trembled as he gripped the gun tighter, his mind spiraling into chaos. "Why didn’t I pick up...?"

His thoughts were like a blur, and he couldn’t make sense of anything.

Why hadn’t he answered Jimin’s calls? If only he had, maybe—just maybe—they could’ve saved their child.

He could’ve saved Jimin.

His mind was a mess, but then, as the realization hit him, it was like the ground fell from under him.

Jungkook’s face twisted in horror as he understood the truth.

"So it’s my fault?" He mumbled, voice cracked. "It’s all my fault... that our child is gone?"

His whole body shook, and his legs wobbled as if he couldn’t stand any longer. He looked down, his face pale, and for a moment, he didn’t even notice Jimin’s approach. He was too lost in the weight of what he had just realized.

"No..." Jungkook whispered to himself, the words barely audible. He didn’t even bother to wipe away the tears that streamed down his face. He couldn’t even look at Jimin anymore. "N-no..." He shook his head, his hands trembling. "I-It’s all my fault," he muttered under his breath. "I was with Jacob and Nathalie... while you were alone, fighting for our child. While you were crying for help... and I wasn’t there."

His breath hitched painfully.

"FUCKK!!!" Jungkook screamed, his voice raw with anger and guilt. He took another step back, the weight of the gun heavy in his hand. "It’s all my fault!!!" He backed into the wall, his whole body shaking, as he shouted into the empty room. "It’s all my fault why our child died!" His voice echoed, hollow and broken, as his hands trembled uncontrollably.

He looked around the room, as if searching for an escape, but nothing could help him now. His heart was shattered into pieces, and all he could do was scream.

Jimin’s heart shattered, hearing his husband in so much pain. He stepped forward, but his own legs were shaky, unsure. "Love, please," Jimin whispered, his voice cracking. "It’s not your fault, not at all." He reached out, trying to soothe the man he loved, but Jungkook was beyond hearing him.

"My child..." Jungkook sobbed, his body curling in on itself as he punched his head with the gun, his sobs shaking his entire frame. "I killed our child, Jimin. I wasn’t there for you... for us. I wasn’t there to protect you, to p-protect him." His voice cracked as he continued the punishing motion, tears blurring his vision.