BTS Jungkook Scenarios (DISCONTINUED)

"Hurt." Jikook Short!

Warning!! Referenced homophobia!!

Jungkook sobbed as he slowly walked onto the porch of his friend's house, god his feelings hurt too much. He rang the doorbell sniffling and shivering in mid December weather. It was past 1 AM but Jungkook couldn't even bare to be alone at this point, he didn't have his brother around right now.

He didn't know how long it took but as soon as the door clicked open, relief overcame him and more tears struck his cheeks.

"Jungkook?" Came a sleepy remark. Jungkook snapped his head up to see Jimin in his pajamas with a tired yet concerned face.

"Jesus christ Kook, come in." Jimin made a grab for the younger boy's arm and dragged him inside, Jungkook sighed when he was met with warmth after the walk to Jimin's house.

He was seated on the couch in the living room and Jungkook couldn't help but lay down on his side. He was exhausted, mentally for the most part.

Jungkook felt the couch dip and he could feel Jimin's presence beside him, but he ignored him and the tears still running down his face.

"Kook-ah." Jungkook stubbornly moved his head, letting the fabric of the couch remove his sight. A hand played with his red hair and a soft sigh echoed.

It was quiet for a few minutes, little hiccups and the wind howling outside with cars driving by.

"My parents." Jungkook said softly, almost inaudible from the howling wind and the car engines.

Jimin made a confused noise, tilting his head at the other. "My parents. I came out to them, they kicked me out.." A hoarse whisper choked.

Jimin said nothing, which was fine with Jungkook. He carefully sat the boy up and hugged him.

"You can stay here, get away from your parents. I'm here, and this isn't your fault."

Jungkook sighed at the comfort, slowly relaxing and letting reality take ahold for a while.

Jimin was right. None of it was his fault. And he didn't mind the silence, he liked it. He had Jimin after all.