hallucinating - jikook

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Yoongi opened the door, feeling the thick tension in the air. He was shocked at what he saw. "Jungkook?" the male said, staring at the younger in disbelief. "What... Happened." He walked to the end of the bed. It was no longer a question as he saw the younger-shaking violently, tears streaming down his face. Yoongi was at the end of the bed when he saw this, and quickly went to the side of him, wanting an explanation for this type of behavior.

Since Jungkook's head was down-only puffy eyes visible-Yoongi hadn't seen the marks on him yet. Jungkook luckily came to his senses after what seemed like forever, but he didn't move his head or his body. He realized it was Yoongi standing at the side of the bed, and continued to remain still, not wanting him to see the marks all over his body.

"Jungkook!" the younger flinched at the sudden words, his face still buried in his knees, except his eyes. "I asked you what happened!" Yoongi shouted, knowing the rooms on both sides could hear him at this point. Jungkook knew that as soon as he would lift his hood up, the elder would be able to see everything.

Yoongi knew better than to assume Jungkook had gone to someone's house for three days, just for some fun. But he also had no idea what could happen to a muscly boy like Jungkook.

Jungkook moved his head, ever so slightly, hoping to gain courage to properly face the elder. But failed. Yoongi swore he saw something on the younger.

A fucking hickey?

"Jungkook, you better lift up your head right now you little shit, and explain to me where the fuck you've been for the past three days."

Another tear began to roll down his face, Yoongi feeling slightly guilty for being so hard on him. He took a deep, shaky breath, then exhaled. Once again, trying to gain the courage to tell him-because he knew his friend wouldn't give up anytime soon.

Jungkook slowly lowered his head, the elder sitting down on the bed in front of him. He lowered his knees, keeping his face low enough for his oversized hoodie to still be covering his face and neck.

"Hyung," He whispered, lips quivering at the remembrance of what he went through. There was no chance it was ever going to ever leave his mind. "I don't know what to do..." Jungkook looked up at Yoongi, sobbing. His eyes were still swollen. Yoongi's heart sank. "Jungkook-ah..."

The dark-haired knew this was no accident, nor was it Jungkook's fault. Yoongi was indeed shocked at the marks on him. There was just so many of them-and he was only looking at his neck and just barely his chest.

Jungkook sniffled, rubbing his face from the tears and frustration. Yoongi moved beside him, rubbing his back, trying to comfort him-which he wasn't the best at, but he was trying his best. However as soon as he touched the younger, he flinched, ending up wincing quietly- from the pain of course-and stopped, waiting to ask about it later.

"Do you want to tell me...?" Jungkook didn't know how to answer. Yes he did want to answer, but he didn't want to put a whole weight on his friends' shoulders. "I won't be bothered. You can tell me what you want to do." Yoongi reassured, knowing how Jungkook would think. He thought once he told the elder, his heart might maybe calm down, or feel at least a little at ease.

"I used to have this ex..." Jungkook exhaled, beginning to tell the story.

~

It had been about an hour later when Jungkook's life story came to an end, and roughly explaining how Jihyun took him for three days. He also threw in the fact that he got drugged several times in the duration of those three days, just for being bad.

"Jungkook, please. Call the police." The elder pleaded

"Hyung, they're already looking for him."

Yoongi gasped, "What? How?" Jungkook didn't realize at first, completely forgetting about telling him about how Jihyun wasn't the most mentally stable. "H-he's... been in a mental institution, or something like that," the younger explained, sniffling between some words. "He's always been... o-odd, but I ignored it at first. But then, h-he-became stranger when I tried to talk to other people-other than him."

Yoongi hummed in response, seeming more surprised on the inside. "Jungkook-ah," Yoongi said, changing the topic. "You should tell Jimin what happened." Both of the males knew, that that wasn't a question and more of a demand. "H-Hyung... I can't," Jungkook wasn't thought there wasn't any positives in telling his crush about him. In reality Jimin really missed everything about Jungkook, even though he was mad, he couldn't stay mad at him.

"Okay, you obviously don't know him. He would forgive you in a heartbeat."

"B-but Hyung, he can't see me like... this." He exhaled.

"Jungkook, stand up."

Yoongi didn't expect anything too special-thinking it would only be his neck being that bad. He didn't think there was any way that his body was worse than his neck-at least not too bad for Jimin to see it.

Jungkook obeyed the elders' words and stood up at the side of the bed, "Okay, take your shirt off." The younger's heart sank. He didn't tell him anything about the rest of the marks or cuts. Or about getting raped. Jungkook knew it wasn't the best idea to not tell him about any of the important stuff, but he just couldn't get the words out properly.

"But-"

"Take. It. Off." Yoongi demanded, scooting to the side of the bed, crossing his legs. Jungkook let out a shaky breath, hoping that the elder wouldn't say anything drastic.

He was halfway taking his shirt off, Yoongi in shock as to how he got the cuts. He expected the hickey's, but the scars were just something that weren't even in the picture. Jungkook shivered at the cold air at his bare body. Memories starting to come back to him. Jungkook started to shake again, Yoongi noticing, "Ok, put it back on."

Jungkook picked up his shirt, pulling it over his head, but a sudden burst from behind had interrupted him. "How long doe-"

It was Taehyung.

"Jungkook...?" Taehyung said, noticing the scars and hickey's on the younger's back.

"H-Hyung, I can-"

Violent knocks were heard at the front door,followed by kicking. Jungkook's blood went cold, already having a clue as towho was at the door.

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