Moonstruck || jungkook FF||

six

"Yah!" I woke up to a shock and sat up straight. I wasn't in my room where am I?

I was in the same dress I wore to the party.. ah! Am at Soojin's place but where is she?

It was 5:10.. why the heck did I woke up so early and where is Soojin?

"Jinnie~ah!" I called out walking downstairs hanging on the holding bar. 

"jinnie-" I paused seeing her sitting at the corner of the living room. The messy living room. She hates cleaning up things.

"Ah!you awake?" She got up as all  as she saw me as she wiped her tears.

"I will make some green tea for me and some coffee ok-" she was aboit to exit the room but I caught her by her hand.

"Why were you crying?" I asked her in a harsh voice.

"Nothing!" She said as she looked deep in my eyes.

"There is something!"

"I had a nightmare Jungkook!" She exclaimed and hugged me as she cried.

"What did you see?" I asked her.

" A murder" She paused as her voice softened "blood stains were all on my face and hand... it is even terrible to explain!" she dug her face into my chest.

"You should have woke me up darling" I said patting her back.

"Yo u look so sweet when you sleep that I won't even touch your hair! I won't even allow myself to see you! Your beauty kills Me!" She said as she smiled and wiped her tears and I let out a chuckle.

"Ok now go and make some coffee for Me!" I said as I punched her shoulder.

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"And if you feel you are sinking I will jump right over in the cold cold water for you... and although tine may take us- Ah! Good morning Jimin!" I exclaimed as I saw him collecting the newspaper.

His house is in the same lane as Soojin so I see him often. Anyway he disturbed me singing ugh!.

"Good morning kookie Chan!" He calls me that often I don't know why the word 'Chan' is he internally Japanese?

" Not again!" He let out a heavy sign as he covered his eyes.

"Mwo?" I asked of it of curiosity.

"See!" He threw the paper at my face as I moved back because of the force. Why is he like This?!

'Another murder at the neighbouring street of the last murder, the saga goes on; victim: 69 year old Mr.Grey'

"Not again!!!! And not him!!!" I screeched as my eyes teared up.

Mr. Grey were my neighbour but he shifted later on. He was kind man. He used to treat me like his own son and I never used to feel the absence of my parents when he was around. He Was my snaking and coffee sip partner. Did I really lost him??

"Jimin no!!" I said as I crashed on to the ground in the middle of the road.

"Kookie!" He shouted back ad ran toward me supporting my shoulders.

My body gave up on me. I was in a trauma. All my vision was blurred only certain colours were visible. Jimin supported and helped me to get up. Tears rolled down my cheek as scenes of past rolled in my head like a cinema roll. All I could do wa breath heavily to feel that oxygen still exists. My lips were quivering with my shaking limbs.

"I lost him..." I whispered and jimin stood still looking at him.

"You knew Mr.grey?" He asked.

"He was my neighbour... my grandpa...my everything when I was alone..." I said with my voice barely audible.

"Jinjja?" He asked as he himself had a shaky voice.

"Jimin!" I yelled and hugged him having the tightest grip on his sleeves and let out all my tears.

I could feel him patting me. Jimin wasn't my close mate. He didn't like my company because I am the naughtiest boy of the college and he is the president. I annoy him a lot and that's the reason he is always cold to me. But this was something unusual of him hugging me back and crying himself when I am in grieve pain.

"Kook... look up" he whispered as he looked at me.

"I never wanted this to happen! Jimin! Kill me before I die myself!" I cried on.

"Keep hope-" "hope of what Jimin!"

"Hope that the killer will be caught! Shut up and come in now you need some rest!" He said staring at my weak limbs.

"Jimin... can we keep hope" I asked as he smiled.

Why is he so different today!

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