BTS Oneshots And Scenarios

VKOOK - Mirror

Jungkook POV.
I walked home in the rain feeling each and every drop feel like needles to my skin. It wasn't like I haven't felt pain like that before I am that typical emo/goth/loner in the school, I'm the kid that wears all black, spends his days reading, lonely, bullied and above all i cut myself. I usually do it after school in front of the bedroom mirror, I like I see myself in pain. I do as I always do stand in front of the mirror with my mums bade and make quick swipe across my wrist and arm, my tears just flow. If anyone asks it was my cat.

I walked home from a long day of school and man it was long, my friend Jimin got the shit beaten out of him by a boy called Jung Hoseok. I always run home there's nothing to come home to my mum at work and my dad too. I stand I front of the mirror and smile holding a small blade I looked at my wrist looking for a spot.
"That's bad you know." I look up seeing a brown haired boy in my mirror I turn around but he's just staying there. "Hello? jungkook? I've watched you for along time and what your doing isn't good." I gripped the blade tighter feeling blood form in my palm.
"YOUR NOTHING BUT A FUCKING REFECTION! YOU DONT KNOW ANYTHING!" The mirror boy rolled up his sleeves,
"But I do, look at what's happening to me because of you.." Lines upon lines placed upon his arm and wrist.
"I-im sorry" I dropped the blade and cried in my hands. I heard him sigh under his breath.
"Don't say sorry you just need someone to tell you youre wanted and you're loved, jungkook" a hand placed on my cheek making me stumble backwards. "I'm not gonna hurt you"
"You're not even real your a reflection!" He frowned stepping out of the mirror, I backed up against the wall hitting it.
"If i wasnt real I would do this" I tried to move before his lips were on mine but the caught them anyway. My eyes remained open at the reflection before me. I placed my hands on his blue shirt pushing him, his strength remained as I closed my eyes. I don't know if he wanted to do this or he just had sympathy. He pulled away before whispering against my ear.
"Remain happy kookie...." I closed my eyes before collapsing on the floor. And when I opened my eyes I ran to my mirror, seeing nothing but a boy with brown hair and paled skin. I slowly lifted my sleeves, nothing?... I looked into my refection seeing it blink and smile. "I said remind happy, jungkook" I nodded happily before putting on a red shirt and black skinny jeans. Walking to school I smiled even at the Bangtan boys, they noticed my difference. They came up to me asking my name and if I sung, I guess there not as bad really......now there's 7members officially me dragging my punching bag (Jimin) to meet them. I had forgotten about the mirror until a year later I looked into the bathroom mirror. And it changed to him, he was smiling with his head tilted.
"I know, 'stay happy jungkook'" I waved him bye and left......stay happy.... But I need knew his name. Let's hope one day we will meet again.