Chrysanthemums ༄ Jjk & Kth

Prologue

"You obviously don't love me.. It's over!"

Her yelling.. the sincerity.. she meant it.
Jungkook's red face, choking on tears. the vase of light pink chrysanthemums in his left hand, his arm trembling simultaneously as he sobbed, his messy brunette locks didn't make him look any better either. Naeya's yells only hurt him more. She was leaving him. "Please stay.." Jungkook pleaded for forgiveness, she only ran to him and threw the vase of chrysanthemums to the floor, causing a loud shatter.

"This is the last time i'll ever accept your flowers.. They mean nothing.. this is all you'd give me. Stupid flowers!" Naeya yelled louder this time, causing Jungkook to flinch "Is that it! I gave you flowers because I love you!" He yelled, a violent growl escaping his lips, the girl cowering to the floor. "You really don't!" She exclaimed, shooting pain into him. Jungkook walked towards Naeya, stepping on shards of glass, wincing at the pain. "Then leave if you claim it. Leave me. Go find some other rich snob that will treat you 'good enough' and gets you whatever the hell you want."

She actually did leave..

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The hazy morning awoke Jungkook, the smell of morning dew and chirping robins were filled in the air. Jungkook slammed the button on his alarm clock that read 4:57. He sat up in his now empty bed, rubbing his sore eyes. The scent of her, gone.. The sight of her soundly sleeping next to him, gone.. How she always used say "I love you."..

Gone.

It was all gone, the memories.. not to be remembered anymore. Forget her. Jungkook thought, but Jungkook was the one who was hurt the most. He's lost too many people. Their relationship fell apart, it became an unstable mess. They would fight endlessly. Her yelling still rang in Jungkook's head. Their house of cards fell, no need to rebuild it. It was over for him. He was hopeless once again.

"Fuck."

Jungkook groggily got out of his bed and walked to his bathroom. He looked in the mirror as soon as he stepped in. Jungkook sighed at how broken he looked. Red eyes, eye bags, messy hair, and tear stains. All of it was heartbreaking. It truly was.

Jungkook took off his tattered t-shirt and shorts, the cuts and bruises still visible from yesterday, he could still feel her painful slaps. It went from love to nothing in the end.

Jungkook turned the shower knob, cold water sprinkling onto his pale skin. the water eventually warmed and the steam calmed his nerves. Jungkook stood there for a while, absorbing the hot water splashing onto him, gathering his thoughts.

He stepped out of the shower, drops of water sliding down his skin. The teenager wrapped himself with a towel, taking a deep sigh. "What did I do for her to leave me?" Jungkook murmured, still in agony. He was still remorseful. He loved her that much.

Jungkook shook his head and opened the bathroom door, the chilly air greeting him. Jungkook put on a white t-shirt and put a navy-blue sweatshirt over it. He then paired it up with black jeans and a snapback.

Hell it was for Jungkook, breaking up after a long relationship, yet his grades dropped massively.

He was soulless.

Jungkook looked at his alarm clock, 5:38, he read, the green, digital numbers glowed softly as his gaze drifted off to a vase of wilting lilacs. the crippled petals scattered on the desk made Jungkook sick. He looked away as fast as he could and let out a deep sigh. He grabbed his black backpack and put on his sneakers. He looked back one last time before heading out the apartment door, a small frown forming on his lips.

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows and walked out of the apartment, The sun warmly welcomed him along with the aroma of morning dew. It brightened his mood, he just loved the sight of nature. Jungkook was also an astrophile, he absolutely loved looking at the stars. He loved everything, especially flowers.

The teenager trailed down the sidewalk, holding his arms out and twirled with the breeze. He acted as if he were a child again, the memories he'd never forget with his parents.. now that they're gone. Jungkook's parents passed away when he was 14 in a train crash.

Jungkook then stopped. He always stopped at this certain area. A small water fountain. the crystal blue water glistened in the sunlight, the sound of the flowing stream calmed Jungkook immensely. He took a moment to pause and close his eyes, taking time to listen to the light splashes of the water. Jungkook exhaled and giddily walked towards his school.

Silence and peace went to a vast number of people and unnecessary rambling. School was a crowded mess, and that's what Jungkook despises. He crossed the final road and ended up in front of his school, many teens shoving past him, there was this kid who grabbed Jungkook by his shoulder, startling him.

"Did you really break up with Naeya?"
"Yeah.." Jungkook pursed his lips

The kid covered his mouth and left in disbelief. Leaving Jungkook confused.

"Did she use me?" Jungkook murmured under his breath. Unsure of what was evolving around him.

Little did he know, the news spread faster than he realised. Rumors spread. Jungkook felt nauseous.
He became light-headed and bang.

Everything went pitch black.