hallucinating - jikook

i wish you were here

so heads up (it's kinda late now but) theres a chapter i forgot to post so its way back and its called "creeped out (forgotten chapter)" bc well i forgot to post it.... so if you were confused at one point,,, this is why... im soso sorry yall happy reading!!!  

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Jungkook walked in, face not visible. He couldn't even see the other in the room. Taehyung could feel his blood boil just at the site of him. He slowly walked towards the younger, ready to grab the collar of the sweater he was wearing. As the elder approached him, Jungkook glanced over surprised, not expecting to see the roommate there. He noticed the hand reaching up to his collar and tried to move away.

Unfortunately, Jungkook's move didn't work in time but Taehyung had only gotten a glimpse of the youngers neck, while trying to grab the sweat shirt—all he saw were hickey's.

Taehyung gasped at the sight. Jungkook speed walked to his room, locking it behind him. The roommate tried to catch up to him but the door just slammed in his face, "Jungkook-ah!" Taehyung shouted. "Come the fuck out! We need to talk," He banged on the door as he wasn't able to get in.

Jungkook sighed in relief that he was finally home—in his room. It took him a while to fight through, though.

While Jihyun was out, Jungkook managed to roughly wiggle out of the thin rope that was almost cutting the circulation around his hands, and got the blind fold off his face. It was almost as if he hadn't seen the light in ages. He took the straps off his body, cursing the elder for leaving marks all over him—most not being the types of bruises that come from the mouth. Jungkook's body ached at every little move he made from the hell he had been through. Jihyun never really left his dorm room, and it took Jungkook a lot longer than he thought to finally get out. Of course though, Jungkook was terrified he might've gotten caught in the midst of the process and would end up being beaten up again. So terrified he would start violently shaking just at the thought of him.

It took quite a while for Jungkook to finally get back—because of the elder possibly noticing his leaving, or just spotting the younger boy leaving without permission. He knew once he got back, nobody would want to have a nice talk, especially not even knowing where he went.

He stripped his clothes off, looking at all the marks, painful bruises and even cuts, on his body. Jungkook's eyes getting glassy at the sight, feeling awful for what he probably made Jimin go through. He had known that they had very mutual feelings for each other, but Jungkook felt he let himself be dragged away while being drunk. What Jungkook didn't realize was that, it wasn't even his fault. He had tried telling Jihyun to get out of his sight, but he had zero strength in him.

Jungkook's movements were a lot slower than usual—just from the excruciating pain. Taehyung was still yelling for him, wiggling the door knob, but Jungkook paid no mind to it.

Eventually Taehyung realized—from the dead silence on the other end—that Jungkook was probably never going to open up, so he went to bed sending one last text message to the group chat before going to bed.

taebum: guys jk is bac

sugar: what

runchranda: Wait, Seriously?

leJINdary: omg pls tell me for real

taebum: legit guys.

hoesuck: omg tae yuor typing has gotten so guud