It's You | Rosekook

V. His Scar

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The sun rays penetrated through the window and began to illuminate the room. Jungkook frowned when the warmth of the sun rays slowly touched his face.

He slowly opened his eyes. The first thing that met his eyes was his bedroom ceiling. He rubbed his eyes and sighed. His eyes felt so warm, and he started to realize that his forehead was a bit sweaty. He tried to sat up, he didn't know why it is hard for him to bring his head up. His head felt heavy and throbbing.

After he finally manage to sat up, he reached for his phone on top of the side counter. It's 7.00 am in the morning. Wow, he didn't expect to woke up this early. He put his phone back and moved his leg out of the blanket. He was now sitting on the side of his bed, facing the glass window of his room, while enjoying the view of Seoul City morning.

After he got back from driving Chaeyoung home, he was not feeling very well and very tired out of nowhere. Was it because he didn't eat properly? Or maybe it's about time for him to be sick? Damn, he can't be sick. Not when his graduation day is in two days.

He put his head in his hands, he felt so tired and his head kept pounding like crazy. He felt his body so warm yet he felt a little bit freezing. Shit, he really is sick.

He let his hand go from his head, as he groaned. His gaze now went down to the carpet below. That crimson red stain still imprinted on his carpet. That stain brought him back to the memory when he injured his hand by gripping his wine glass too tightly that night. His blood dripping along with the wine, and the sound of Yee Eun's crying brought back the feeling that he hated so much. Sadness, anger, anxiety, and despair, came into one.

But now, as he kept on staring on that stain, he felt a slight of longing inside of him. He long for her. As much as he hated what happened to them, he could never denied the fact that he misses her. He loved her. Until she decided to leave him just like that, telling him to forget about her. But, how could he forget about her when he was so in love that time. Sometimes, it kept him thinking of what did he do wrong, that she had to leave him.

Jungkook threw his back on the bed. He massaged his temple, trying to ease the pain from the headache. His throat was dry and every time he gulped it hurts.

He didn't want to see a doctor, but he was running out of medicine as well. He wasn't sure what to do next. He also didn't want to call the boys, because when he did so, all six of them would barge into his place and Jin will treat him like a newborn baby. But he also can't call his brother, Junghwan, he has business trip in Daegu. And his sister.... Soojung, the moment she picked up his call, he is 100% sure that she'll be in the next flight from LA to Seoul. Nah, he didn't want to bother everybody just because he had a fever. After all, it was just a fever, he can endure it.

Jungkook took a deep breath, he suddenly felt a nausea kicking in. He forces his weak being to got up, and rushed himself to the bathroom. He kneeled down to the toilet, and started to throw up.

After he's done, he washed his mouth and face at the sink. He splashed some water to his face again to fresh him up a little. He sighed, as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. His gazed went up from the sink to the mirror in front of him. He stared at his reflection in the mirror. Damn, looked like shit. His rosy lips now loosing its color and his eyes were wistful.

He began to think that maybe the  doenjag-jjigae and the cheesecake couldn't cooperate inside his tummy. And maybe he finally got his consequences by not eating properly for weeks, oh, no, months.

"Doenjang-jjigae...." he murmured to himself.

I didn't know you have moved on this fast.