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Special: JK

Jungkook's Past

Jungkook whistled a series of notes while walking towards his building, all while twirling a set of keys around one of his finger.

He sighed after reaching the floor he lived on, and after unlocking the door to his apartment, he messily tossed his shoes to the side.

Kook took a huge breath and then exhaled deeply. "Home sweet home..." he muttered heavily.

His sarcastic words echoed throughout the dark, empty room and Kook couldn't help but be reminded about how this must have been what the room looked like when his mother was alone that night...

Almost immediately after those thoughts crossed however, he gritted his teeth painfully. "Don't go there again..." he berated harshly to himself and then rigidly headed towards his room.

His lips trembled because despite trying his best to do otherwise, all he could think about was that horrible day.

It had been years since his mother had been murdered and taken away from his, now dysfunctional, family and not a day went by where it didn't hurt for him.

Why did it have to be the one day she had been home alone?

It must be karma because now Kook himself was all alone and no matter how irrational it was, he blamed himself for what happened -always thinking about the what ifs.

Needless to say his life had irrevocably changed...

...and so did his father's.

His father ended up resorting to alcohol just to numb the pain his wife left him as she took his heart with her that night and even though Kook tried so hard to get him to stop, it was hopeless.

His father didn't want to be saved. He wanted to drown in his sorrows because that hurt less than excepting a reality without the love of his life. To this day his father was a mess...the last time Kook tried to visit him, he had almost been impaled by a broken beer bottle and he had never attempted to try again after that.

It was only recently that Kook accepted the fact that he had really lost both his parents because it wasn't only his mother who had died that day...it was just from different causes...

One from a bullet to the heart, and the other from a broken one.

Kook felt his phone buzz in his pocket but he ignored it and despondently shrugged his jacket off.

He felt his phone stop after a couple of seconds but only moments later it started buzzing again, making him scowl in annoyance.

He dug his hand in his pocket, roughly grabbing the annoying device and then briefly eyed the unknown number before answering.

"Who is this? I'm not in the mood fo-"

He paused when he heard the urgent voice of a person cutting him off on the other end and he listened quietly as she spoke.

Kook's heart skipped a beat and his eyes widened in disbelief. "W-what did you say??"

Without another word, he grabbed his jacket and keys and then ran out the door.