A/N: a short and pretty chill chapter aha :)
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One week later~
Everything's okay now.
Everything was okay.
Jungkook stared up at the ceiling of his room, mind tired, yet brain wide-awake. Twisting, turning, and contemplating his own thoughts as he lay frustrated and numbly exhausted. The maknae couldn't find sleep.
His mind was bombarded with images and thoughts of you.
First, from the point after what had been dealt with by Namjoon and the others outside your very house. Sure, it had been hectic at the start, but eventually fans calmed and started to listen to what was being said. Lia and Yoongi were shaken up badly by a few bruises and scratches here and there, but overall, all were alarmed and alert when police had showed up to the scene.
The scene outside your house took forever to disperse but it eventually did. All Jungkook remembered was seeing how proudly Namjoon seemed to be smiling when the police helped your family and Vee back into the house, all while escorting the boys back to their PD-Nim's van. They had managed to beat most of the news outlets that were coming to the scene...all the fans gone, streets now silent.
Jungkook remembered everyone being relieved inside the van, all starting to disappear from the roads and into the streets. Everyone was catering to each other, Jin closer to Lia who examined at her scratches, Yoongi and Namjoon speaking in breaths...everyone was weirdly relieved and reassured apart from Jungkook.
All he had been focusing on was looking over at the top window of your home as he was moving uncomfortably in the backseat of the van. Yes, his hard still on, he was blushing and in uncomfortable pain as he tried to hide his bruising on his cheeks with his hood that he propped up. Hair at his eyes, they were soft when staring at your curtains.
That's what he remembered.
Sighing, Jungkook moved to his side, trying to bury the side of his bruised cheekbone into the cushion of his pillow. The same bruise that was eventually asked about by the members and the staff.
Tuesday which pasted;
This was the same bruise all had looked over at him in concern when they had met with an angry, yet, weirdly proud BangPD. Although, the management was pointing out their idiocy, they were also congratulating us all on sticking to what we believed in when it came to helping you. All the conversation had died when asking about Jungkook's bruising....
"I had sneaked outside to help," Jungkook had lied, "it's nothing. I'm okay."
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They had trouble believing anything that came out of the silent maknae. But they didn't push out any further answers out of the maknae. They let him be, confused over why he was barely sitting well.
...he wasn't sitting well because Jae was right. The knock to the groin had Jungkook whining in his bed for a while once he had gone limp. It wasn't a pleasant feeling at all.
A feeling he took a few days to collect himself from.
Wednesday, Thursday which pasted;
Thoughts on his groin that he catered to with painkillers and an embarrassing visit to a doctor without the members knowing, Jungkook remained quite somber as he rehearsed and practiced along the members in daily schedules, all while trying not to pay attention to all the media that was surrounded around their group and this scandal a lot.
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