•Help Me• •A Jungkook and Jimin Fanfic•

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Jungkook's POV

Urrgh... My head us killing me.

I got up and ran to the bathroom as the vile that my stomach rejected crept up my throat.

I dunk my head into the toilet and let the fluid out.

After I had finished emptying my stomach, I strolled back into the living room.

I realized that this wasn't my living room. I'm in Areum's house. The boys probably dropped me off here last night.

But.. where's Areum?

"Areum?" I yelled into the house. No response. I walked into her room to see if she was there.

Nope. Her bed was neatly made. If I was here last night, wouldn't she have brought me to her room?

I mean, I am her boyfriend, and she's done it countless times. More importantly, why isn't she in the house?

I sat in the living room and turned on the TV.

News Reporter: There have been 3 cases so far, of an unknown disease in Busan.

This is my hometown. I listened carefully at the TV.

Reporter: Symptoms that have been said are; Headache, stomach pain, nausea, blood shot eyes, paleness, vomiting, and sudden outbursts of anger. If you have any information about these occurances, please contact the police.

I stared at the TV. This was happening in my hometown. My home. My family is there.

I heard the front door unlock. I turned my head towards the door and saw Areum walk in. When she saw me, she froze in place.

She stared at me like deer in headlights.

"Areum, babe, where were you?" I asked. "Uhhh.. I was, out for a walk," she replied hesitantly.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, why were you out for so long?" I asked suspiciously. "I-i.." she was hesitant.

"I'm going to my room," she said. Her face was turning red and I saw a tear slip onto her face.

I grabbed her wrist. "Areum, what's going on? Why are you crying?" I worried. Sudden realization came to my mind as I remembered that I was drunk last night.

"What did I do to you last night?" I asked. She looked away and began crying even more. I pulled her into my chest and stroked her hair.

What did I do?

I held her close to me. I guided her to the couch.

"Babe, please tell me what I did. I want to know," I said. I desperately wanted to know what I had done.

"Y-you hurt me," she sniffled, "You hit me, and said mean things."

I froze. How could I have done such a thing?

She continued. "You pushed me onto the ground, and said I was just a toy, and that I was stupid," she cried.

"Babe," I whispered. She looked up at me. "I-im so sorry, you know that I would never do that to you sober. Please forgive me," I begged. I don't want to lose her.

I opened my arms and let her fall into my embrace. I held her there for a while while she calmed her sobs.

"I-i forgive you," she said. My eyes widened, "Really!??" I asked.

My lips curved upward at the sound of her forgiving me. "Y-yeah, just be careful with your drinking okay?" She said.

"Babe, I would stop drinking all together if it meant that I wasn't gonna hurt you again," I said seriously.

She looked up at me and smiled. I leaned down to kiss her. I kissed her forehead, nose, her cheeks, everywhere on her face, except for her lips.

I kissed those last. And I made sure it a long, loving kiss.