Taehyung pov.
What the actual hell is he...i dont even know what im feeling, am I mad, sad, happy??
"Yoongi!!" I yelled while walking into out secret hide out.
"What do you want kid."He said rudely, while smoking.
"H..hyung.." I say with my voice shacky...
"Wow what's wrong." He said putting out the cigarette in the ash tray and hugging me. It was an awkward hug because it's the small yet biggest janitors closet, so we had to kneel down. There are pillows and planets and of course spare cigarettes.
"Hy...hyung...it.s ju..jung...jungkook."
His eye immediately widen....."jungkook?" He said sitting back. I stare at him carefully with the tears in my eyes...
"Does he-"
"No....he doesn't remember me.." I said lowering my head.
" how do you know that?" Yoongi asks with lots of doubt in his voice.
" You should have seen the look on his face, like I was some....some...stranger." I said with tears threatening to fall once more.
"I need you see him...." Yoongi said before dashing out the room!
"Hyung no!!!" I yelled as I saw him run around the corner.
Oh no....
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FanfictionA story where jungkook had just moved into a new home and met his new neighbor, but there is something his parents and neighbor aren't telling him. Jungkook finds out he has Multiple personality disorder which leaves him conflicted between his past...
