𝑴𝒚 𝑨𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒂 - 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝑨 𝑭𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍 | 𝑱.𝑱𝑲✔

XIII

Sohrin's POV
We got dressed up and I drove us to a club. No not the club where you see all sort of shit that could banish the innocence from a person's head. Here we just had music and food. While people who were here for alcohol are in a further area.

I knew Jungkook had never been to a place like this before. His eyes were wide as he looked at the various colors of light and pumping music.

I slightly chuckled and he noticed. He made a playful pout and I just shrugged.

We were going to grab a few soft drinks to gulp down as we swayed through the rhythm.

While we were walking a drunk guy was walking towards me. He accidently slipped causing a bit of the alcohol from his cup to fall on the side of my shirt.

Since it was cold I hissed a bit. I guess he wasn't some creepy dude that would do something like this on purpose.

He bowed two times and apologised. I shook my head telling that it was okay and the man wobbled his way back. Seriously, how much did he drink?

I looked at Jungkook to see him glaring at the man. At first I was confused, so I shook his shoulder a bit and it looked like he stepped out from his trance.

"Hello, earth to Jungkook!" I said and he looked down flushed. I giggled and led him the seats so that we could grab our soft drinks.

I got one for him and he happily took it.

"Noona." He called and I looked at him.

"Would you still be my friend, no matter what happens?" He asked as his gaze only lingered on mine.

I tilted my head and smiled.

"Of course Kookie! After Mark, you're the first person I've been with for this long. I wouldn't break this for the world." I said to him.

His eyes widened for a second before he gave me a bunny smile. So adorable.

He nodded and drank the rest of his beverage.

We talked, laughed and soon left the place to head back home.

On reaching back we soon made our way to the living room.

I soon realised that I forgot my bag in the car.

"Jungkook, I left my bag in the car. I'm going to go get it okay."

I said and he nodded.
"I'll go get changed until then." He said and walked towards his room.

I walked out of the house and a cold breeze passed through me. I quickly opened the doors and got my bag out and walked back to the house.

As soon as I got in I heard a really loud scream.

"Arghh!" It was soon followed by the sound of glass shattering.

It sounded like Jungkook. I immediately felt fear rising in my entire body and I ran upstairs as fast as I could.

The sounds of breaking glass still echoing in the walls of his room as he screamed in agony and pain.

I reached his room and opened the door to see him breaking his mirror with the curtain rod. It looked as if he was really angry at it.

"JUNGKOOK!!" I shouted loud but it's like he couldn't even hear me.

I ran to him and wrest the rod out of his hand.
He looked at me and his face was filled with rage.

Suddenly he dropped to the floor and I knelt down in front of him. I felt tears when I saw him in this condition, the worst was that I didn't even know what to do.

I looked at him and called him once again. I started caressing his cheek as the tears made their way out of my eyes.

All of a sudden his eyes opened and his pupils dilated. He looked around before his eyes stooped at mine and he quickly got up and made his way at the corner of the room.

I knelt up. Looking at him so scared, I couldn't help but ask.

"What's wrong Kookie?" I asked as he was shivering.

"He'll kill me, he'll ruin everything." He said and I looked at him shocked.

"Who is trying to kill you?" I asked him as he was shivering while staring into space.

"That man." He said softly.

I couldn't understand what he meant but I went closer to him and pulled him into my embrace.

I caressed his head and I could feel that he was tired.

I took his hands and led him into my room. I asked him to lay on my bed and he obeyed.

He laid down and put the blanket on him.

"Sleep well." I said softly and he looked into my eyes before nodding and shutting his eyes.

I turned the lights off and left the room when I could hear light snores.

I shrugged away the questions from my head and walked to his room.

I started cleaning. I picked up the pieces of glass carefully and threw them away. While I was dusting his room after throwing away all of the shattered glass, a scrunched up pice of paper, lying under his bed caught my eyes.

I put my hand underneath and reached the paper.
I opened it up and I didn't understand what to feel.

I looked at the paper closely and realised that, it was the same paper that was in Jungkook's hands the day before yesterday.

I didn't understand, but I did feel a bit worried about him after seeing this.

Why did he say that someone was trying to kill him?

To be continued...