Little Brother~

The Robot breaks...

Ever since Jin slapped Jungkook the two have barely spoken. Jungkook had wanted so hard to believe that his Hyung's would never hit him, but they did... It had been almost a week since the hit, Jungkook was just walking around mechanically. He didn't speak, he didn't eat (not that he was before hand but still), he could barely sleep and most importantly to him, he cut more. Before he knew it Jungkook had ran out of space in all of the  hidden locations and he was frustrated by that. He picked up the razor blade and threw it feeling tears streaming down his cheeks. Everything he had and needed was taken from him and there was nothing he could do about it. Min Jun had only been here around three and a half weeks now, it wasn't long at all but it had a very big impact from day one. Every 3 days they had omelette rice... honestly it was becoming too much for Jungkook to take. The meal in itself stirred up feelings that he didn't want to be reminded of but physically it was killing him. He was running low on his pills, not that he took notice, these days it was sort of a mechanical action to him. He'd eat some food, puke up his whole stomach, slap a pill in, cry a little and then lay on his bed cutting new scars on top of old. 

It sort of became symbolism for Jungkook as they kept giving him horrific reminders from the past, opening old wounds metaphorically, he would respond by doing so physically. It was sort of like a sweet irony for Jungkook and the very idea made him beam brightly at himself for coming up with it. Jungkook was now sat on his bed staring hard at the wall. He had lost the energy to cut for today, he didn't even bother to hide the box anymore, he just closed it and threw it on his desk. Sitting there staring into space he thought about anything...everything before there was a knock on his bedroom door. It was Yoongi. He walked in and rubbed his arm awkwardly before smiling and Jungkook. "Hey Kookie...it's um... time for you to come down to go to practice..." Jungkook stood and surprisingly to Yoongi he was fully dressed and ready. "Yes Yoongi" Jungkook walked past the elder who was staring at him still wondering why they weren't "Hyung" anymore but shrugged it off, sadly following the younger.

Jimin glanced over at the younger a few times on the journey, Jungkook could feel the movement of him looking as they were sitting beside each other. He could also feel and half see the sights of Yoongi and Namjoon on him but he didn't really pay any attention to them, he just stared straight ahead unmoving. Today he didn't even listen to music which was uncommon for the younger. Jin hadn't even looked in the youngers eyes once since their argument, they hadn't spoken and all Jungkook cared about was that he hadn't showed any sign of regret. Jungkook thought back to how it was with his parents, the pain, the loneliness... His heart started to hurt as it dawned on him. That's how it is now... his lips parted softly and he dropped his head back opening his mouth and drawing in a deep breath...

Mianhae (I hate you)

Saranghae (I love you)

Yongseohae

I need you girl

Wae honja saranghago honjaseoman ibyeolhae

I need you girl

Wae dachil geol almyeonseo jakku niga piryohae

It was breaking his heart to sing the lyrics of I need you, as he was directing it at his Hyung's, not some random made up girl. He was in pain, he was hurting. But he didn't know that three others in the van felt the same too from his little solo.

When they got into the dance studio, everything was the same as usually, yet it felt completely different. Jungkook was dancing but, as Jimin and Namjoon noticed, he wasn't the same as before. Namjoon tapped Yoongi on the shoulder and he turned to join the other two watch Jungkook. His moves were... Robotic... He was doing them spot on to be honest, it's just that they had no heart to them. It's as if the younger had lost his drive. He was like a broken music box, he still spun but there was no song. During the break they noticed that he didn't continue as usual. The rest were panting and sipping their water whilst Jungkook was silently sat against the mirrors, he wasn't out of breath or desperate for some water... He just sat there lifelessly. 

Finally they had reached the end of rehearsal, as they were packing their bags they were making plans to go out to eat, as they had finished late and they wouldn't be looking after Min Jun tonight. Everyone agreed that they had deserved time out to go eat and they all begun packing up and heading outside to the van. Except for Jungkook, he was sat back against the mirrors again staring into space. He could feel that he was alone, he could hear that the van was starting up, but he didn't care at all. He didn't want to be with them, eat with them, sit next to them as if everything was okay and perfect. Because it wasn't. Jungkook thought about it some more and decided that it would be best if he Just went home. He stood up and put one foot forward, however before he could move, he was falling back, his head hitting hard against the mirror as he slid down to the floor and his head dropped side ward's, the back of his head starting bleeding slightly and he then blacked out.