SAVE ME | jjk

wake up

Author POV

There was this cozy darkness. A cozy darkness that engulfed Jungkook, making his body sleepy, eyelids heavy and soft whimpers leave his lips.

The darkness was accompanied with total silence, a peaceful silence Jungkook appreciated much, together with a warm feeling covering his body.

Eventually fate decided to tear each named state apart.

Peaceful silence was the first one to be broken by heavy footsteps, banging against walls and his bedroom dor opening. The sounds climaxed in loud shouts and screams through his room, directly at him.

„Hands up!"

„We will shoot!"

Second was darkness, being replaced by bright flashlights shinning right into the freshly awoken boy's face, hurting his eyes as they still adjusted to be awoken.

„Stand up! Hands up where I can see them!"

Last one to break was the warm, safe and cozy feeling in his bed as he was being dragged out of it harshly by one of the agents, throwing him almost to the ground, a dozen of guns constantly pointing at him.

„Where are they!"

„They're criminals!"

„Cooperate or we need to use violence!"

Only the cold air against his bare legs, the pain in his arms from being pushed to the ground and the constant yelling of the agents made Jungkook fully wake up.

He was so confused, looking around his huge bedroom, seeing strangers destroying all of his dearest belongings as they seemed to search for something.

„Where are your parents!"

Jungkook was so indescribable scared. They strangers terrified him, guns making him pray for his life and yet the yelling of one of the agents was enough to make the soul of a twelve year old boy leave his body in the middle of the night.

The only thing he remembered further was calling, yelling, begging for his parents to come and end this nightmare. He screamed until his throat hurt and he had no tears left to be shed but still

they didn't come.

Everything changed when Jungkook felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, making him fall unconscious to the ground.

This time he woke up in complete darkness. The lights, agents, his room had disappeared and had turned into a whole nothing.

Though his entire body was in pain he managed to lift his torso a little. Examining his surroundings to see something yellow in some distance.

He was utterly confused at the fully yellow object lying on the ground but the second his asked himself what it could be, the object started moving, groaning.

It didn't take Jungkook long to figure that the fluffy yellow object was dyed hair. His hyung's dyed hair.

„Suga?"

A painful whimper left Jungkook as he recognized his friend lying on the ground.

A second later though his lips parted at the injuries Yoongi had on his body, forming a pool of blood next to him.

Jungkook jumped up, screams of Yoongi's name yelling which never seemed to reach him. Running to his rescue, he watched him suffer, bleeding, whimpering, barely breathing. His heart ached at the sight but the more he ran, the more he seemed to distanced himself from his friend.