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《#2 in Jungkook FF BOCCA》
It's so deceiving. The fact that people with the most angelic faces could be even worse than the devil itself.
And by the time I learned that..
It was too late.
This is an AU fanfiction. The characters played in...
Sohrin's POV After eating we washed up and I told Jungkook that I was going to my room.
He got a bit confused but nodded when I told him that I had some work.
I went up to my room and locked the door behind me. I quickly walked towards the bathroom and pulled my shirt up to see that the wound was healing.
Although that is supposed to sound good, it wasn't. My entire waist area was atrociously stinging.
I felt tears at the corners of my eyes as I tried my best to not scream out of all the pain I was bearing.
Slowly the wound got smaller and within seconds, it looked as if nothing had happened.
Relieved of the extreme pain in my waist I knelt down as soon as the pain vanished completely.
I wiped away the tears and tried getting up but I still felt a bit of pain when I was moving.
It was as if the area was stinging. I managed to stand on my feet and take out some painkillers from the cabinet and made my way back down to the room.
I realised that Mark hadn't called me yet after travelling. Did that bitch forget about me already.
I rang up on his number and waited for him to pick it up. Seriously, is he so busy submitting the files we were working at that he doesn't have time to call me.
After waiting for a few seconds, I felt a bit down.
The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.
That's all I heard before I hung up in a bit of anger. But why though. Whenever I have called him, he always picked up.
I got a bit worried but I shrugged it off and walked downstairs to Jungkook. He was watching TV and giggling slightly.
I felt happy to see that he was getting comfortable living here with me, although it hasn't been too long since we met. Yet the fact that I wasn't able to talk to Mark all these days made me feel a bit bad.
After all he was one person I was used to seeing almost everyday, not to mention that he was more of a brother to me.
"Is everything okay?" I looked up to see Jungkook asking me with clear concern written in his eyes.
He looked at me intently while I was shocked of how he understood that something was bothering me so soon.
It wasn't unbelievable though. Mark always told me that I was like an open book.
"Nothing much, I guess I'm just missing Mark." I said while looking down at my feet.
I felt him moving and so I looked up. He was already in front of me.
He pulled me into a hug and I felt I would start crying because of how comforting his hug was.
I could sink into his arms and not even regret one bit. I hugged back.
"Don't worry, as long as you have me you don't need to be worried about anything. I don't want to see you sad like this ever again, and about missing him, don't worry. He'll come back but, about me I'll always be with you"
He said into my ears as he hugged me and comforted me. For some reason I felt a shiver run down my spine when he said the last few words but I didn't pay much heed to it.
"What were you watching?" I asked trying to shake off the tense atmosphere.
"C'mon, watch with me. I found this really great horror movie!"
He said excitedly as he pulled me towards the couch.
