Neptune~ (Jeon Jungkook)

17: I NEED U

You can't do this to me
All of the things you said are like a mask
It hides the truth and rips me apart
It pierces me, I'm going crazy, I hate this
Take it all away, I hate you...

But you're my everything.

Your POV

I kept running and running, I was never so desperate to run in my whole life. The image of Jungkook always in my head, I stared sobbing again.

How was I supposed to calm down?

Finally I saw a house in front of me that fit the description that Jimin gave me. I fell before and my knee was bleeding but I didn't care, as all I wanted was to make sure that he was safe.

The house was grey and looked like no one has lived there for years but something in me told me that it was the right one.

I ran to the front door and pushed it open. The lights were off but I could recognize his scent everywhere. Broken bottles were sprawled across the floor and I tried my best to not step on the sharp shards.

"Jungkook?" I whispered silently but no one answered. As I got closer to the sofa I heard a small noise. If it weren't that quiet, I would have never found him here.

He sat under the window sill, hidden by the darkness but the slight moonlight illuminated his skin slightly. He hugged his knees and I could see from metres away that he was trembling.

"Jungkook?" I whispered again, now even uneasier. I quickly made my way over and cowered in front of him. He was sweating like crazy and his eyes were shut tightly as if he was having a nightmare. The knuckles on his fingers were white and bruised, his face swollen and bloody. I gasped at the sight and tried to hold the tears back.

"Jungkook... shhh.. everything's okay, I'm here..." I touched his hand slightly and he flinched at the sudden contact. I ignored that and put my shivering hand against his forehead. It was burning hot.

"What are you doing here?" His voice was broken and barely above a whisper, but it was so quiet around us that I could understand him clearly. He opened his eyes slowly and I saw that he cried.

He looked broken.

I didn't dare to break the silence.
Even though it was hard, I tried to smile a little at him to help him calm down and whispered back at him.

"I'm here to save you."

He stared at me, his trembling slowly going away and the grip on his knees becoming softer. I slowly wiped the tears on his face and he followed every moment with his eyes. I stopped at the look he was giving me, my fingers still lying on his cheeks. I knew what this was. I knew what it meant.

I'm sorry.

I gulped and took my hands away, still close to him.

"Don't be." I said and his eyes expressed silent understanding.

I knew that he was fucked up.

I knew that I had every reason to stay away from him.

That didn't hold me back from falling in love with him.

He slowly lifted his hand from his knees and touched my face. My cheek tingled at the cold contact.

"Why are you crying?" He whispered, his fingers were unsteadily but softly brushing over my cheek.

"I don't know." He looked away at the familiar words and I quickly grabbed his hand to help him up.

"Jungkook, we need to get you out of here." I said and pulled his arms slowly to help him stand. He immediately leaned against me, more unconscious than conscious and I held his waist tightly to keep him from falling.