three days | jikook✧| COMPLETED

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September 30th

It's been approximately four days and a couple of hours since anyone has heard anything from Jimin.

He hasn't contacted anyone, not even Taehyung, who on the other hand kept contacting his best friend in hopes that he would pick up after the hundredth call.

Jimin's house was locked 24/7 and it felt like no one was living in it anymore.
It looked and felt empty, as if all the light had left and not even the blinding sun could brighten the once lively home.

Jimin himself was getting worse as the days went by.
His ability to do simple everyday tasks was now one of the hardest things to achieve.
His strength had left him as well as his will to be happy and to live. He was giving up on the things he was once willing to give his life for.

And as much as he tried erasing the constant reminders of his friends and Jungkook, it wasn't easy at all.

He knew they missed him, but he also knew Jungkook had finally given up on them and it was for the better.

Jimin's love for sleep and food had lost their meaning to him and all he did at night was cry himself to sleep until he managed to get an hour of sleep only to be waken up by the horrible nightmares he experienced.

He wasn't okay and he knew that, but he also wasn't going to go to the doctor's. He loathed hospitals and everything in it.
Just the thought of going there, made Jimin's head hurt in the most unusual way.

His dizziness and the way his hands and feet would stay cold even after trying to warm them up for hours, were increasing every second.

"As if someone would miss me," Jimin kept telling himself, while constantly shivering in his four layers of sweaters.

Nothing kept him warm, not even the blankets or the sweaters he struggled to put on given the fact that he was tired most of the time.

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Jungkook was no longer talking to his hyungs.
No one knew what the younger was doing anymore and no one even bothered to check up on him.

Sadly the love Jungkook once had for his friends and Jimin, had now turned into pure hatred.
He promised himself he wouldn't care for anyone anymore and that's exactly what he did.
He hid in front of his friends and even stopped going to college, because he couldn't handle seeing his old friends anymore.

In the course of a couple of days, Jungkook's world completely fell apart and he didn't care one bit.
He started hating the things he used to love doing and started drinking more frequently.
From time to time he would smoke a cigarette or two, just because he felt like it.

He was a failure to everyone, but mostly himself and the people he used to call family.
But now they were strangers with the deepest and most trustworthy past.

Jungkook's home became his own haunting house with old memories that would frighten the younger in every step he took in the lifeless rooms.

The only person who would occasionally check up on him was Yoongi, but even he stopped once he realized Jungkook hated him and the rest of his friends.

On September 30th, Jungkook left his house for the first time in days and decided to grab a coffee at the nearest coffee shop.

Not realizing who he bumped into, he quickly apologized, totally not meaning the words that left his mouth.
"Jungkook?" The voice was way too familiar and the younger wanted to disappear at that exact moment.

Jungkook quietly walked off, pretending he didn't hear the husky voice of none other than Namjoon.

"Hey, stop!" A strong hand grabbed the younger's wrist and pulled it towards him.
"What do you want?" Jungkook said harshly, shaking his wrist to release himself from Namjoon's grip.

"Where the hell have you been?"

"None of your concern," Jungkook looked anywhere but his hyung's eyes.

"Show some respect you ungrateful dick!" Namjoon yelled at him.
"Look at me in the eyes when I'm speaking to you!"

Jungkook's eyes twitched but to his luck, his head was still lowered down.

"Joon wha-" someone else spoke right behind Namjoon and Jungkook once again recognized the voice.

"What the fuck are you doing here!" Taehyung threw himself at Jungkook with his fists in the air.
"Hey calm down! We're in public!" Hoseok was the one who spoke before Taehyung decided to attack the younger.

Jungkook stood there hoping he would magically disappear and never see them again, but got interrupted by Namjoon who proposed to them to sit at the nearest table and not look like complete idiots.

After successfully convincing Taehyung to sit beside Jungkook, Namjoon immediately turned to the youngest among them.

"You have a lot of explaining to do."

Jungkook kept his head down and didn't nod nor shake his head stating whether he approved of speaking or not.

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