Perfection|| BTS fanfic

Chapter 4||Lost

Jungkooks POV

I'm walking through some lonely, empty streets of seoul, since I rather not meet any fans right now. Not in this state of mind.

On my left and right are buildings, which seem to left by their owners, slowly falling apart. Broken windows, dusty walls and floors and some bricks lying carelessly around. Graffiti is the only colourful thing around here.

I probably shouldn't walk around here, who knows what could happen... I should call the others to pick me up...

I reach in the pocket of my light blue baggy pants, searching for my phone... Empty.

I let my other hand slide in my other pocket, to find nothing but a used handkerchief and some change.

Well shit...

I look around to find a way back , it seems like I took uncountable turns without noticing it, which makes it almost impossible to find the way back.

Maybe if i keep walking straight forward, I'll get out of this part of the city... Staying here would just raise the chance of being robbed (if the thief is interested in used tissues and 1000 won) or murdered...fuck my
Life...

So I walked into the unknown, hoping not to get even more lost or killed.

---1 hour later---
(Still jungkooks POV)

After what seems like an eternaty of walking and wishing I would have stayed with the boys, I reach a familiar neighbourhood.

If my feet wouldn't hurt like hell, i would probably jump out of joy and run in circles, screaming my lounges out.

"Jungkook?"  Someone behind me calls for me, I turn my head and see a familiar face.

"Yugyeom!" I greet my friend with a bear hug, making him stumble backwards and nearly falling to the ground, totally forgetting my hurting feet.

Nobodys POV

"Whow, calm down... Why so happy to see me? Are the others also here? Wait, don't you have a photoshoot today?" Yugyeom rambled, without noticing that the boy in front of him changed his expression.

"Yeah about that..." Jungkook held his gaze down and stuck his hands in the pockets of his pants, fiddling with the coins in them.

"Kook? You... wanna talk about it?" The tall boy carefully took a step closer and gave him a sympathic smile, even though Jungkook still held his head down.

"Let's walk a bit, ok?!" Yugyeoms words sounded more like a command than a suggestion, grabbing jungkooks arm harshly and pulling him towards his desired direction didn't really help with that either...

"Gyeom, slow down my feet hurt." Jungkook complained, finally feeling the grip around his wrist loosen and his friend stop running.

"Sorry Jungkook~. Let's go to ..." Yugyeom looked around for a not so crouded place, which was hard since this is the fucking center of seoul.

His eyes landed on a small café with roses climbing up the beige walls and windows decorated with colourful stickers taped on the glass. It was a very small hut  and yugyeom could only spot two customers inside.

"...THAT CUTE CAFÉ!" The boy exclaimed loudly, making a few people stop their track and giving him weird looks, but that didn't stop him from grabbing jungkooks arm once more and running with him towards the wooden entrance door, not caring about his friends sore feet. Or he forgot what he said about his feet, who knows?