Forgotten {taekook}

★ Three ★

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9 years later, after the accident. It was only the adults who knows about it. They didn't tell Jungkook because they knew he'll be hurt, really bad.

They knew what happen between them, because they're the only one whom knows what are they actually leaving this place for. 

But no one could predict the future, as if they know, the accident might not be happening.

"Jungkook, ready for school?" Mrs Jeon says, wiping her hands on her apron.

"Do I look like It?" He says, sarcasm.

"Son , don't be rude to your mother." Mr Jeon added, slipping his leather shoes in to his both feet.

He scoffs. Slinging his bag to his shoulder as he did not bid a single goodbye to his parents before he leave.

After Taehyung left, Jungkook locked himself in his room the whole 5 years. He came out for food in the midnight, he did not talk. His parents were so worried until they were able to kick the door off to just see their son's face. 

They remember seeing him so pale, skinny, and weak. But whenever they want him to just open his mouth and talk, he couldn't.

His overly depressed. Of Taehyung.

Until he was 14, whenever his parents asked him about what happened before, he doesnt seem to remember anything, everything include his childhood memories.

He manage to communicate with his parents, he went to school. But he had no friends, only him. They were talking about him looking weird and suspicious. He had enough of everything, until he met Jimin at 15.

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owadays,

people don't really talk to him. except for Jimin. He's a cheerful guy. People probably questioned about how they actually met.

But Jungkook seems to like this little fella. (As a friend)

He likes how he could spill his emotions and any other secrets to him, without anyone know. Jimin is good at keeping secrets. He knows that.

But how he dislike about he was being too clingy and cute. Yes cute.

His puffy cheeks, his chubby hands where no one would actually take their eyes off him. He's charming. He joins dance class, that's the main reason how they met each other. Dance class!

"Hey Kook!" Jimin chirped.

"Hey Chim—" He says, almost tripping.

"Woah there, you okay?" Jimin questioned, somehow trying to hold him.

"Not really because Im afriad I might fall into your beautiful ass. "

"tsk there's no way you can touch my ass by only tripping. "

"I know who can." Jungkook winks. Jimin slaps him by the arm.

"shut up." said Jimin, lips slowly rising high.

"See, its obvious that you want him to touch you."