「BLACK MARKET」 jeon jungkookー

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Last time;
" Wake up, wake up... Come on.."
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Jisus p.o.v:
Tears roll freely down my face as I witness this horrid sight.
He lies unconscious on the cold stone floor, pale, as death waiting to greet him.

He still breaths quietly, slowly they decline in number.

" Please," I sob, " don't leave me.."

" I-I need you."
I fall onto his barely moving chest.
Another dyeing body falls beside me.
Then the noises cease and the only sounds are me quietly sobbing, and feet running fast away.

I don't know what to do.

2 hands grab my waist and peel me away from his chest.
They put me over their shoulder and walk swiftly away. I kick and punch, seeing his body grow smaller and smaller in the distance.
Someone drags him away, leaving a small trail of blood on the grey floor.
I'm carried around a corner, taking my focus off of Jungkook.

" Let me go!"
I punch and kick.
He opens a jeep door and throws me in, onto the floor.
I get up immediately and see Namjoon in the front seat.
I grow confused.
" Where's Jeongguk? Is he-"
I choke on the lump in my throat.
" No. He's still alive. Barely."
A tall guy with broad shoulders picks me up and puts me in the seat, buckling my belt.

The car starts driving down the street.

" Don't worry, he'll live. If you didn't do what you did back there, he would have died from loss of blood."
He speaks up, with a warm smile.

I turn around and there he was.
Topless, with a bloodstained bandage around his stomach.
I know he'll be ok. They told me so.
But there's still that ounce of fear in my heart. That ounce of fear, desperation and doubt.
Together they make that awful feeling that i can't ignore.
A feeling so dark, it starts to consume me.
If he doesn't wake up soon I'll be completely devoured by that feeling, that feeling that there is no word for.
Why do i feel so attatched?
Why do i fell so much love for him?
More than i ever thought I was capable of feeling...
It's driving me crazy,

I-.. I love him...

I know for certain now.
This can only be the feeling for Jungkook.
Not even when my parents left me did I feel so badly.
Then I felt angry.
This is completely different.

I can't help it as another tear rolls down my face.

" D-do you really love him?"
A guy with a deep voice asks.

The thought of saying it out loud is still alien to me.

So I nod sheepishly, with a tiny trembling smile which barely made it through the tears.

" She doesn't love him. She was taken, she doesn't even have a choice, she has to say that."
A slightly shorter guy interrupts.

" Jimin, shut up!"
The guy with broad shoulders retorts.
The guy, Jimin, sits back in his seat and bites his lip, crossing his arms.
More silent tears roll down my cheeks, almost as if to ease the burning pain in my heart.

It beats heavily.

" Oh, and you know what love is Jimin?"
A pale guy asks a supposedly rhetorical question.

" Shut up!"
Jimin sits further into his seat.
I can see his watery eyes and his Adam's apple rising and falling in his throat.
Wait.. Does he..
" Do you-?"
" You know what?! Yes! I do, I Love him, but he never loved me back!"
I'm taken aback, along with the rest of the boys.
" We always suspected something but.."
A guy seated in front of me said.
I see the pale guys' frown intensify. Thats why he was so angry towards me...
" Jimin you should have told us."
Namjoon says, not taking his eyes off the road.

" I-.." He sighs heavily. " I guess I was just scared you wouldn't accept me."
He seems to be calm now.
" Mianhae.."
I say with a cracked voice.
" Don't be. I just kinda lost it, I'm the 1 who should be sorry."
Jimin replies with a smile.
The same expressions are on our faces.
Tears stain both our cheeks, but we both still smile.

" Thank you."
" thank you."
He smiles cutely again.

~~ ✿✿~~

We arrive at another apartment block.
Namjoon and the one with broad shoulders carry Jungkook up the stairs, while the rest of us walk up behind them.
I understand, at this point, that we can't bring him to hospital.
If we did they would all go to jail.

Luckily the broad-shouldered one seems good at first aid.
I really have to learn their names.
They bring him into a room and then come back out, but the broad-shouldered one stays with him.

" Uh, Namjoon?"
" Ne?"
He looks down at me, since he's so tall.
" I don't know anyone's names."
" Oh, of course."
He begins pointing at people and saying their names;
" That's V, Jimin, Suga, Hoseok, and Jin is with Jeongguk."
" Ok, thank you."
" No problem."
He smirks and leaves me, but I follow him as hes the only guy i really know here, and I dont want to just stand and be awkward.
" What's wrong little one?"
I give him a questioning look.
" Little one?"
" Mhm. That's my nickname for you."
" I don't think Jungkook will like that very much."
" Oh? So I can't call you that?"
I shake my head.
" Mm..." He rubs his chin thinking." What about... Kitten."

" What about Jisu?"
I ask making him chuckle.

He gets closer, making me back up against the fridge.
" O- or little one is fine too."
He smirks as I stutter...
" Alright."

He backs off and opens the fridge, pushing me to the side.
" Can you cook?"
He asks looking through the fridge.
" N-ne."
" Good, make some dinner."
He rustles my hair and leaves me alone.
I search for pots, cutlery etc, and start cooking.
I decided not to make anything spicy or too strong in case Jeongguk wakes up and is hungry.

So I make a chicken broth with rice.

~~✿✿~~

Everything is almost ready, so I cut some spring onions for garnish..
" Something smells good."
Namjoon enters again.
" I-it's almost done."
I put down the knife and stir the pot.
" You need some new clothes, these 1s are covered in blood."
He's right. Why are my clothes always covered in blood?

He gets behind me and zips down my skirt.
I inhale with shock.
I put my hand to the bare skin and zip it back up.

" Come on little one.."
He starts to force off my sweater.
" Aniyo!"
I run to the room where Jungkook is resting with Jin.

" Oh, uh, hi. Is Jungkook getting any better?"
I attempt to think of an excuse for running in suddenly.

He shakes his head slowly.
My straight face turns to a frown.
" What-, why-?"
He gestures for me to come closer, then to sit on his lap.
So I do.
" I didn't want to say it in front of the others, but I think you should know."
His words bring back that feeling with no name.
I stay silent waiting for him to continue...

" He's dying Jisu."

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