BTS Imagines

Jungkook ~ Missing You

REQUESTED BY @jxyxxxnKookie

"Jiyan do my homework." He dropped his notebook on your desk. Jungkook sent both of his hands down the table. "Hey, didn't you hear me?"

You pulled one of your earphones out and glared at him, "I heard you."

"Good. Then start doing my homework." He said before turning his back at you.

"I'm not doing your homework." You retorted as you stood up and walked up to him, taking his notebook with you, "So you can shove this up in your ass."

Jungkook laughed when you walked past him, "Are you trying to be funny, Jiyan?" He turned to face you, his smile disappeared. "It's either you do what I tell you to or I make your life more miserable than it already is."

Just like that, he easily threatened you. He's right though. Your life was already miserable and he knew just why but you were done being bullied by him.

You were so done with all the hates you get from the girls who liked him, the girls who got their eyeballs on his dick and not on the evil things he did. You were so done with having to read their hurtful words, all written with malice, on your locker. You were so done with being laughed at, being thrown food at and just being belittled. Today is the last straw, this minute is the very last time Jeon Jungkook is going to hurt you.

You were already like this. He made you this way. What else can he do to someone who's beyond broken?

"Go fuck yourself, Jeon Jungkook."

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BITCH JUST DIE ALREADY

You found this carved in red ink on your desk today. Everyone in the room watched for your reaction. You hate to disappoint but you don't feel anything anymore. You smiled by yourself as you took your seat. You were honored to know that people spent this much effort on you. They must really love hating you. They started whispering. These idiots who thought you couldn't hear them.

Have I gone crazy?

No. You've reached the point of no return. Your thoughts were as black as Jeon Jungkook's. Speaking of the devil.

He looked at you the moment he entered. Earphones plugged in his ears, he took his seat and threw his head back. Being surrounded by his rotten friends, he sat there. You wondered then if he even remembers how he used to be.

Does it really matter? You ended up laughing at yourself. Why do you even care? He's too far gone. He chose who his friends are.

Jeon Jungkook used to be a nice kid. He was your mother's bestfriend's son and you lived right next to each other. You got along really well. You weren't the bestfriends but he was the closest you had to one. He knew all about you and it didn't bother you even once but you never thought he'd be an enemy, not to you. He knew you well and you hate that he used your weaknesses to gain leverage every time he wants something.

"Aren't you going to help me?" You stood infront of his desk. He had both of his feet on the desk, his arms crossed, earphones plugged in.

He stared blankly at you before stretching his neck sideways, "Can you just hurry up so I can get the hell out of here?"

"Get the trash out."