Ugly yet Beautiful || Jikook

Chapter 28

In special request to taetaebaetaeoo an update on taes birthday, let's make it about him shall we? But bare this in mind, it's still following the story plot 😑😂

Tae P.O.V
Why isn't he answering his phone?!

My body slumped into the sofa, my back pressing deep into the fabric as a massive sigh escaped past my lips, I don't know why I seemed so bothered by the small fact jungkook wasn't replying; he usually didn't. But maybe it was because jimin wasn't replying either and he always replied, I was like his only friend.

I was frustrated about not knowing why I was frustrated which was just completely frustrating, my hands tugged on the long strands of my hair while I imagine I was probably pulling one of the ugliest faces ever; but like I said... I WAS FRUSTRATED. 

Before I knew it I'd found myself placing my shoes on my feet and grabbing my mums car keys from the rack, why I was acting so irrational over something like this was completely beyond me but I just couldn't stop my feet from moving and a small part of me didn't want to.

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"Come on... pick up, pick up"

After driving around outside jungkook house for what seemed like forever I'd finially given up, my phone being harshly thrown across the back seat of the car as I let out another frustrating sigh.

Jungkook was my best friend and I don't possibly think he was actually capable of hurting someone, not really, yet the second jimin didn't answer his phone either this swelling feeling in my stomach appeared, making me feel sick and dizzy all at once, maybe I just needed the toilet though; right?

Suddenly an echoing sound rang laud in my ears, causing me to leap from my skin and practically throw myself out the window. My hands clasped to the steering wheel as I glanced into the rear view mirror, watching my phone screen light up with the caller I'd 'Mochi' in big letters across the middle.

I was never one to judge, not really, or assume the worse, or even over react on my own irrational thoughts yet I found my body scrambling into the back of the car faster than you could say 'quidditch', my hands flailing about as I attempted to grasp my phone and answer the call.

"JIMINIEEEEEE why didn't you answer me before"

The response I got wasn't really a response, if anything I barley managed to work out a single word from it.

"J-jimin"

"Jungkook... p-please... hhh s-stop"

It was like my blood ran cold, my whole body freezing as my grip on my phone got twice as tight, causing my hands to turn an odd shades of red and white.

"K-kookie... I-I'm s-sorry"

And like that I was sat back upright in the front seat of my car, my hands desperately trying to turn the key and start it.

This couldn't be happening, not again.

He next few minutes were a blur, red lights fading into green, faces fading into nothing-ness, everything was just blending into one and I wasn't even sure where I was going anymore, I barley knew where jimin lived and even then I wasn't even sure if that's where they were, call it gut instinct.

I wasn't sure if the ride there was long or short, god I couldn't even remember turning any corners, all I could think about was the situation jimin was currently in, his words echoing over and over again in my head.

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My hand was shaking as I edged towards the large black door, the silver door handle seeming so close yet so far away, my mind once again going completely blank.

My hand shaky grasped the handle, slowly turning it before letting my body hurriedly yet quietly slinky into his hall way. I had no idea why I was being quiet, shouldn't I be running in at full force? Breaking down doors? Apparently my body had another ideas.

My feet slowly pressed against the first step, the sound of my heart beating ringing in my ears as my feet continued to move their way up what seemed like a billion steps.

It was at this point I was completely gluesless as to what I was meant to do and why I was even hear, it really wasn't anything to do with me and really I barley knew jimin yet I couldn't stop myself from racing here and having the urge to stop whatever jungkook was doing, I didn't want him to make a mistake; again.

So with that in mind and one sharp breath my hand gripped what I hoped was jimins bedroom door, the childish keep out sign gave it away, and I barged my body forward, swinging to the door so wide I felt the hinges loosen.

I'm so confused.

Happy birthday tae, I know the past few years have been hard for you, I know you have needed a lot more support than you've let on, but every army is here for you, let us be your rock? We all love you and I hope you have a beautiful day 😍