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

6: Wait

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The sun was shining brightly in my room, I sat up and felt the pounding on my head, everything everywhere hurt. I groan as I pulled myself off my bed and stood up. The air was chilly as I walked to the door and into the hall heading to the Kitchen to make something to eat.

My brother was sitting at the island in the middle of the kitchen playing on his phone. I stood on the other side of the island facing him. "Hyung how bad does my face look?"

He glanced up and looked back down at his phone. "Horrible."

"Rude." I say and walk over to the fridge to get something to eat. "Where are Appa and Eomma?"

"They went shopping."

"Ah." I say and sit down to eat the cereal I made. "It hurts to eat."

"It's going to hurt for a while."

"I know." In the middle of my meal, I walked over to my phone and grabbed it sitting back down next to my brother. The hashtag is trending worldwide now and I have messages from all the Hyungs asking where I am, how I got to Busan, and why I left. I showed my brother all the messages.

"You said things were not going well there? They seem worried about you."

"Hyung... I overheard them talking about kicking me out of the group."

"Really?..." There was silence. "Bangtan wouldn't be Bangtan without all seven members, they can't do that."

"They said they would give my lines for the new comeback to someone else in the group or find a new member."

"So that's why you left the dorm?"

I nod my head. "I do everything. Hyungs help a little but I do the most out of everyone. They never notice how hard I work and how much energy I use doing these things. I'm so tired."

"Why don't you tell them that?"

"They won't listen. They don't care. They use their age as a defense."

"I don't know what else to say but talk it out, never been in your situation."

My phone starting ringing.

"Who's that?"

"Namjoon Hyung... Should I answer?"

"I think you should."

I nod and walk back to my room to answer the phone. I click accept and put the phone to my ear.

"Jungkook?" Namjoon's voice came from the phone.

"Hello. Yes?"

"We have been trying to get to you all morning."

"I just woke up. I'm sorry."

"Just woke up? It's 1 in the afternoon."

I look at my clock on my phone and was surprised but didn't let that be known. "I haven't slept since yesterday morning and didn't go to sleep until around 5 this morning."

"You could have been sleeping if you didn't leave. When did you leave?"

"Uh..." You thought about the time.

"Why Jungkook? We have things to do." Namjoon says with a sigh.

"You-" I cooled myself down before talking again. "I left because I miss my family."

"We're coming down there Jungkook. We're on the train now."

My eyes widen. "What! No No!" I say fast.

"We're already on our way to get you Jungkook, be there in less than an hour."

"Don't come here!" I shout.

"Why are you yelling at me? Stop. Is your family in the house with you, be respectful to us and them, don't yell."

I blinked a few times. "Just don't come here Hyung."

"Jungkook we are already more than halfway there, can't go back now. See you soon." Namjoon says before hanging up.

I drop my phone on the bed and walked back out.

"Yelling?" My brother asks as he slides on his shoes.

I eye him. "Where are you going and they are all on the train coming here to get me... Did you call them?"

He stood up with one shoe on and looked at me. "Why would I call someone to come get you when you said they were being mean to you. You're my Dongsan."

"Did Appa and Eomma call them?"

"No Jungkook. Like you said everyone knows you're here so where else would you have gone if you came to Busan?"

"You're right. Sorry. But where are you going?"

"To go find your clothes."

"Wait... Why Hyung? You'll get hurt."

"No one is going to fight me in the daytime, I'll be with my friends. But in the meantime, if I were you I would try to cover up as much of..." He made a circle around his face in the air with his finger. "That... as you can."

"Is it really that bad?" I asked walking to the Bathroom, looking into the mirror. "Wow... It really is that bad."

My brother walks into the Bathroom with me looking into the mirror. "Yeah... Eomma is going to freak out when she sees you." Just when he says that the front door opens. "And looks who's here in time to see it." He smiles in the mirror and walks away.

"Is he up yet?" I hear my mother's voice come from the hall. I stood there looking at myself. 'Hyungs might freak out too.' I tell myself.

"Jungkook?"

"Eommaaaa." I whine walking out of the Bathroom with my head down. "I need your make-up."

"Oh my." My mother says looking at my face. "Why would you want to use that?"

"Hyungs are coming here, they'll be here soon. I can't have them see me like this."

"Make-up is not going to cover that." My father says walking into the Kitchen.

"Why are they coming? Didn't you say things were not going well there?"

"They said they were already halfway here. Hyung told me to talk to them about everything that I'm feeling so that's what I'm going to do. I'll make sure they listen to me this time."

"Do you want me to make them something to eat? Did you eat yet?"

"I'm sure they eat before getting on the train and yes I eat."

"Okay good. No make-up... it's expensive."

"Eom-"

"No no no no no, don't 'Eomma' me. You have no idea how much it cost." She says walking into her room.

I stood there looking where she once stood. "I don't know why she uses it, she doesn't need it." I hear my father say following her into the room.

I sighed and got my phone walking into the living room, I lay down on the couch and looked to see what's going on, I swiped the notifications from Twitter away and clicked on the 97 liner group chat and read the bottom message.

Kim Yugyeom: "Bhuwakul's legs are longer than Big Birds."

I laughed and quickly got off the chat because it hurt to laugh. I opened up Don't Tap the White Tiles and started playing. I sat there for 20 minutes playing until a chat message popped up at the top of my screen and made me mess up. I clicked on it.

Kim Namjoon: "In the taxi now, be there in 10."

I sat up and walked to the Kitchen. 'What do I do now?' I ask myself wondering if I should take my mother's make-up and put it on or just sit here and wait... should I call my brother? I would clean my clothes or something but everything is gone.

The front door opened and I covered my face and looked to see who it was.

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