Screams or pleasure filled the dark haired boys apartment as he unexpectedly found the purpose of it behind the door of his room.
His girlfriend -in his own bed- with another man on top of her. The boy yells for the man to get out and grabs his girlfriend by her hair and drags her along to the bathroom. The man grabs the boys wrist, only to be hit in the face.
The girl is slammed against the sink, fully naked as the boy begins to beat and scream at her.
Hit after hit, the boys eyes spill with tear of all the anger he has built up over the years.
First his parents, now his girlfriend. All gone.
The girl crawls to the tub and begs for forgiveness. The boy picks up a hair dryer and is about to strike when he look down to the his helpless girlfriend and drops the dryer.
The boy exits his apartment, never to return. He takes off into the luminous city.
Jungkook grabs the sides of his hood from his jacket and slips it over his head to protect himself from getting soaked from the rain pouring down on the city.
He needs to escape. Escape from the people who are hunting him. Money sharks, angry relatives, enemies, and to add to the list, ex-girlfriend.
Jungkook balls his fist and stops to punch the nearest wall, which happened to be brick.
He curses to the pain of his split knuckles and the creasom red streaming down to the tips of his fingers.
Jungkook can't help that he's mad. Mad at the world for taking his parents. Furious his parents did run because they were talk self centered to coward and hide.
Jungkook wipes the blood off his hands, slips down and alleyway and across the road to a small bar down the street.
He opens the glass door to the bar. Intoxicating fumes of alcohol and cigarette smoking fill his nose senses, relieving the nerves that have accumulated in the past hour before.
He scans for a spot over by a blonde hair man slumped over in the chair with a tall glass of beer in his hand.
Jungkook makes his way over and takes a seat. He requests a drink and the blonde beside him perks up.
The blonde takes a long look at Jungkook, furrowing his eyebrows together.
The boy shuffles in his seat from the uncomfortable stare and looks at him.
"Your not old enough to drink, are you?" The blonde asks and Jungkook chuckles.
"I'm of age," He scoffs. "Barely."
The blonde grins real wide, revealing the dents of his dimples show.
"Well newbe, you should get this beer instead of the poision of drink you have order." The blonde holds up his glass and nods. "It's better tasting."
The blonde handed over his newly filled glass and gave Jungkook a sip. Jungkook immediately scrunched his nose up to the foul taste of pure liquor that filled his mouth.
"Too strong for you?" Jungkook nodded and took his drink to wash out the worser drink.
"So why are you here? You look pretty down." he asked Jungkook.
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One Shot Collection (BTS)
FanfictionA book dedicated to BTS one shots. BoyXBoy ships. (Open for requests) :)