Lost in Seoul (J.J.K) BTS Fanfiction

5: Danger

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The lights were off and they seem to be sleeping. Everything was glossy in my point of view but I kept running knowing them guys were somewhere looking for me. I ran to the door and pulled myself together so whoever answered the door wouldn't see me crying. My blood covered face and close did cross my mind. I knocked three times, tears were trying to fall but I pulled them back. 'They didn't hear me, knock harder.' I tell myself.

"Kid!" I hear a voice yell making me flinch.

I panicked, the voice wasn't far. I pounded on the door a few times, a light turned on and the door flew open making me jump. My Father stood in the doorway holding a bat looking into my eyes.

"J-Jungkook?"

I ran into my Father's arms and wrapped myself around him. He dropped the bat and pulled me into a hug. I was crying harder than ever now. I was safe.

"Jungkook!" My mother yells. She ran around behind me and closed the door before grabbing my arm. "Jungkook, what... blood!"

I dropped to my knees crying into my hands. My father stepped away letting my mother bend down next to me wiping the blood off my face with her hands. She stood up and pulled on the bag that was wrapped around me and pulled it off sliding it to the side. "What went on out there?"

"I-I..." I couldn't talk. I wiped my mouth and a line of blood came out onto my sleeve.

"Dongsan..." My brother hooked his arms under mine pulling me up and into the Bathroom. He pulled my hoodie at the bottom and pulled it over my head. "Take a shower. I'll bring you some clothes." He says taking the hoodie and walking out with it closing the door behind him.

I did as I was told and got into the shower, the water was red for a few minutes. I got out and grabbed the black sweatpants and gray shirt hanging on the back of the door my brother gave me and put them on. Looking in the mirror, my nose was still bleeding, I put tissue in it to make it stop. My lip was busted, also put tissues to it. My eye was just starting to get bruised and the side of my face had a blue tent to it. My hands were the worst part, all my knuckles were bleeding but it stopped now, I wrapped it up in bandages. It hurt to bend them. My body was bruised and achy.

As I walked out of the bathroom I went to the living room knowing everyone was waiting for me. I walked in and sat at the table.

"Do you want to talk about it now or later?" I hear my father ask.

"Now, Appa."

"Honey, what are you here in Busan? How did you get here?" My mother asked.

"I had to leave Eomma, I took the last train here early this morning. I had no money for a taxi and my phone is dead or I would have called. I walked here from the station. Everything was fine until some guys starting attacking me for my bags, I had to defend myself Eomma." I admit as tears build up in my eyes. "I couldn't stop myself from hitting him, even after he was knocked out." Tears rolled down my cheeks. "Am I going to go to jail? What if I killed him?"

My mother sat next to me and pulled me into her chest wrapping her arms around me. "You couldn't just let a few guys beat you, you did the right thing for defending yourself."

"They look your things?" My brother ask.

I pulled myself together. "Yeah, I had two bags to start with, the one I still have and the suitcase full of my clothes they took. They took a bag of gifts ARMY left for me on the train."

"So what's in the one you still have?"

"Letters and small gifts ARMY gave me, my phone, charger, mostly electronics and important things." I say opening the bag and looking for my phone and charger. Once finding it I plugged it in and went back to the table.

"Did anyone see you and the guys fighting?"

"I hope not. It all started so fast I didn't even know it was happening until a minute of him punching me in the face."

"My poor Jungkookie." My mother sighs and pulls me back into her arms.

"Did they know who you were?"

"They never said my name so I'm guessing not. It was dark."

"Should we call the authorities?" My mother asks.

I sat up fast and looked at her. "No, no, no. Don't do that."

"What? Why not? Jungkook they assaulted you."

"I don't want to be all over the News. If I'm all over the News ARMY will see and start looking for these guys making their lives horrible and I don't want that. BigHit will be asked questions as to why I'm in Busan and if there was something going on to make them guys attack me."

"What about your things?"

"I'll buy new clothes."

"But you have no money."

"Then I'll borrow some money and go back to the dorm and get the rest of stuff plus bring more money with me. I'm fine Eomma."

"I don't want you to go back there if things are not stable and made you want to come back home."

"He can borrow my clothes Eomma." My brother speaks up.

I went over to my phone and turned it on, once again Twitter was going crazy with the hashtag 'JungkooksInBusan' with a picture of me on the train sleeping with all the gifts around me and me talking to the man at the train station. I let out a low breath and set my phone down. "Everyone knows I'm here, it's all over Twitter already, I haven't gotten any message from the Hyungs or staff so I don't know if they know I'm here yet until one of them wakes up and checks their phone."

"They don't know you're here? No one does?" My Father asks.

"Not yet. I waited until everyone was asleep and left Appa."

"Ah, let's just go to sleep and talk more about this when we're awake in the morning." My brother says standing up.

We all agree and head off to our own rooms. My room looked the same as it did when I helped everyone move from Seoul back to Busan two years ago. I haven't slept under the same roof as my family since the last Chrismas. All my things were in boxes in the closet except for my old bedding that was spread out on my old bed. I lay down and feel my eye instantly getting heavy from the lack of sleep I had and all the energy I used up more than normal. Pulling the covers over my body I passed out in the matter of a few minutes.

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