three days | jikook✧| COMPLETED

23,

October 7th
11:30pm

"One more," Jungkook signaled with his hand.

The bartender looked scared, even slightly worried for the intoxicated boy, who was practically half asleep, "sir, I think you've had enough, maybe you should go hom-"

"Don't tell me what to fucking do and bring me another shot!" He slurred his words, people glancing at him from time to time, due to his loud voice.

His head was hanging low, "a–another shot..."

"You're fine Jungkook. You are okay. You can get through this, everything will be okay, just keep drinking," Jungkook nodded at his own thoughts and gulped the burning liquid that was brought to him not a second ago.

3am

"Jungkook?"

"Huh?" Jungkook turned around, eyelids halfway closed, his body unable to follow his head.

"Oh my god kid," the person grabbed the helpless boy and payed the bartender, "what the fuck is wrong with you?"

Jungkook opened his mouth to speak, but all that came out was a slurred laugh, slight mockery noticeable in the tone.

His puckered his lips, turning his head around to recognize the person who was now dragging him towards what looked like a car from afar.

His hand slowly slid away from the person's shoulder, making Jungkook trip against his own legs.

"W–who... who are y–you?" Jungkook managed to murmur, the person carefully placing the younger's hand back on his shoulder.

"Shut up and get in," Jungkook felt himself getting pushed into the car, immediately collapsing on the seats, his eyes finally closing as he drifted off to sleep.

10am

"Ow," Jungkook grabbed the back of head, hoping it would ease the unbearable pain.

"Here," the boy looked up, finally recognizing the mysterious person from last night, "drink this, you'll feel better."

"Yoongi hyung?" Jungkook hissed at the sudden pain in his head as he spoke.

"Drink it," Yoongi shoved the medicine down Jungkook throat, followed by an enormous glass of water, which to Jungkook looked more like a jug.

The younger gulped down the pills and sighed.

"Are you gonna tell me what the fuck you were doing out so late?" Yoongi asked, his arms crossed, a stern look plastered on his well defined face.

"And drinking," slight rage escaped Yoongi's lips.

Jungkook blinked a few times before looking at the elder, who looked like he was about to beat the hell out of him, "none of your business hyung."

A loud scoff made the younger boy look up at Yoongi, "oh really? So it wasn't my business, to make sure you weren't gonna pass out on the streets where god knows what could've happened to you, either?"

"Yes," Jungkook said coldly, "you shouldn't care for me. I'm nothing to you anymore. To any of you."

"For fucks sake Jungkook, you don't give up on family just like that!"

"I never had a family in the first place," the words that left Jungkook's lips, somehow pierced through Yoongi's chest, making him burst out.

"Then tell me who the fuck accepted you for who you are? Tell me who took care of you and raised you to be a good person because your poor excuse of parents couldn't do it. Tell me who fed you and made sure you were safe no matter what?" Yoongi's voice slightly broke as he approached the younger who seemed unaffected by Yoongi's words, "tell me you, fucking dick!"

Jungkook stood silent, unable to form words as if he was mute.

"That's what I thought!" Yoongi said.

"Do you even care?" Jungkook looked up after a couple of minutes of complete silence, "do you even care that Jimin is in the hospital because of you?"

Jungkook looked away at the sudden mention of his name.

"Do you realize that he is having heart problems?"

Jungkook gulped the lump that had formed in his throat, "h–he, he can die for all I care."

The younger stood up, no longer caring for the head ache and stormed out of the house, without a sorry, thank you or a goodbye.

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