Ink | jjk x bts

Words Don't Compare

(Author's POV)
Jungkook was a bit tipsy, a bit... I mean really drunk. His feelings got the best of him.

Yoongi was trying to comfort the crying boy after he got a phone call from his father.

Jungkook was enraged first, then he got sad after he found out his mother was in the hospital because he hasn't been home for awhile.
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After Jungkook told everyone what has been happening in his life, everyone felt bad for what they did to him... Well almost everybody.

"I feel like you're lying. You've always been an attention whore you know that?" Namjoon asked while leaning forward and clasping his hands together while placing his elbows on his knees.

Jungkook looked up at him in offence, but he didn't say anything because it'll only make it worse.

"He's not denying it." Hoseok spoke coldly, Yoongi scoffed "And he's not fucking confirming it either you fucking horse. You don't know how many times I've seen this kid with bruises everywhere and cuts." Yoongi spoke angrily.

"Hyung it's fine... I'm not asking them to believe me, I'm just telling them so they'll stop being mean... I don't like getting picked on." Jungkook muttered quietly only for Yoongi to hear.

Yoongi looked at him and seen Jungkook wiping at his eyes.

"This is why I never get fully drunk." Jungkook mumbled as he still rubbed his eyes.

Jungkooks phone suddenly rang and he dropped his hands and felt it vibrate on his pants, staring at nothing for a few seconds.

Jungkook picked up his phone and slid his thumb across the screen.

Hmm?

When is your stupid ass going to come home? Either you get here now or I'll go visit your mother in the hospital.

*sigh* I'll get ready...

Good. Be here in under 30 minutes and I'll take it easy on you okay?

...okay...

I'm going to have fun. It's been so long.

Don't gloat.
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Jungkook hung up the phone and stood up.

Jungkook grabbed his jacket and started for the door but someone grabbed him by the wrist.

"Stay away from us." Namjoon said quietly, Jungkook felt a sting in his chest.

He ripped his hand away from Namjoon's grasp.

"Gladly." Jungkook said and he walked off.

"Namjoon? Do you always have to be a dick to him?" Yoongi spoke up, Namjoon looked over at Yoongi.

"He's ruining our friendship Hyung. It's better if we just let him go, we don't need a lying whore in our group. Especially him." Namjoon said while leaning back into the couch.

Yoongi wanted to say something but he just sighed while closing his mouth.
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Jungkook got home and he opened up the door.

He dropped his stuff and just stood there, staring at the ground.

The boys didn't really know why Jungkook started crying on the phone, he didn't tell anyone what was happening on the other end.

Mr.Jeon cleaned off his hands with a rag and dropped it.

"I don't know why I cleaned if I'm judt going to get them bloody again." Mr.Jeon spoke while grabbing Jungkook by his hair and dragging him towards the basement.