COLD

32: W

Jungkook ran for his life.

Sprinting away, he replayed the scene in his head again.

"Didn't I tell you to do the job properly? Why is he still alive? He should be dead instantly!"

"I did what you ask! I don't know how he's still alive! Please, have mercy!"

"Mercy? I gave you mercy months ago, when you couldn't even crash a car into a fucking person properly! But I still gave you another chance to make up for it and you wasted it!

Even though it was too dark to see or even recognize him, Jungkook heard the whole conversation loud and clear. Both men sounded extremely familiar but he couldn't put a finger on them. And then he had to step on a can.

What was the guy talking about?

Jungkook recalled Namjoon saying about how he almost got into a car accident but Seokjin saved him.

Was that the car crash he was talking about?

Wait, wasn't he following Tae? What that Taehyung? No way, he wouldn't say these kind of things.

"Jungkook!"

Jungkook turned around and met with Taehyung's hands wrapped around his neck. Surprised, he fell backwards into the floor, pulling Taehyung in the Astral Plane with him. Inside the Plane, he tightened his grip on Jungkook's neck as they freefalled. Struggling, Jungkook kicked him frantically, tugging at his contricted neck. His head throbbed painfully as the lack of oxygen took its effects on him.

"Tae-" He choked out but his throat burned and his vision blurred with tears. His struggles weakened as his energy drained away.

Memories flashed before his eyes as Jungkook's consciousness slipped from his grasp.

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30 years ago

"Wait for me at the playground, Tae, I'll see you there," Jungkook stuck out his pinky, hooking it with Taehyung.

"Be there or be square, Kooks. No one wants to be a square. And call me Jack, my English name. I like it better than Taehyung."

Jungkook nodded, flashing his bunny smile, hopping away. He needed to get some groceries for his mother. Stopping at the supermarket, he grabbed a basket, filling it up with groceries.

"Hey, you! Move!"

Jungkook turned around, seeing who was calling him. A man with dusty pink hair was running towards his direction, his pink locks bouncing as he ran. Jungkook leaped aside, letting the man sprint past him. Glancing to the side, he noticed another bald man chasing him. Sticking out a leg, he tripped the man.

"What the fuck? Do you want to die?" The bald man gripped Jungkook's arm tightly. "You have no idea what you're messing with."

The temperature around Jungkook dropped drastically, and his arm felt like it was on fire, soaked in ice cold water. Ice crystals crept up his arm, spreading to Jungkook's torso. The cold seeped into him, into his entire body. He could feel his blood about to freeze.