Cuts / Taekook

x. (ending)

/3rd person POV/

/Warning character death ahead and possible triggering moment/

Jungkook got off his bed, thinking if he left them alone for good they would be fine... they would be alright... but he was torn between the choices, he kept thinking about how people would be happy he is gone, and the people who wouldn't be happy, who was he kidding? He thought everyone would be better off without him here. He finally made his decision after a while of thinking, he will end it all today.

He grabbed a piece of blank paper and wrote his letter to everyone. He whispered to himself, "I am sorry hyungs.. you deserve better than me..." He wrote that last part down and signed it. This would be his last time being here, this would be his last time being able to breath. He looked into his drawer to find his blade.

Once he did find it he smiled at it, before drawing all over his skin, which was once not covered in cuts, once he was satisfied with what he had done, he grabbed his bottle of anti-depressents, grabbing a hand full before swallowing them all. They slowly affected him, he dragged himself on to his bed, he smiled thinking of how life would be better off without him being there. He quickly grabbed his diary writing something down, a tear slid down his face, and he placed the diary on his nightstand. He hummed a little tune, until his vision became blurry, and it was a bit harder to breath normally. He knew he was going to pass out first from blood loss and then the pills will kill him.

He took his last breathes smiling, he closed his eyed before his heart stopped completely. He laid there motionless, dead, just a dead corpse, still with a small smile on his face. Nobody would noticed he was dead until it was too late to help him.

The voices were finally gone

but,

so was he..

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/A hour later/

There was a knock on the door to dorm, Jimin opened it to see Taehyung with his infamous box smile, he had two bags in his hands, they were filled with gifts for the maknae. The youngest out of the two asked, "Hey Jimin-ssi is Kookie home?" Jimin nodded with a small smile, and led him to the maknae's room. Jimin left to the living room, so he wouldn't bother the both of them.

Taehyung knocked on the door, nobody came to open it. He knocked once more, still nobody came to open it. He decided to open the door, surprisingly it was unlocked, he twisted the doorknob and slowly entered the pitch black room. He found the light switch and quickly turned it on, only to see his dead loved one, laying on his bed.

He quickly ran over there to check his pulse.

There was no pulse.

He checked if he was breathing.

He wasn't.

Taehyung widen his eyes and called Jimin to come in quickly, he did. Once he saw what happened he was petrified, his best friend was dead. Taehyung quickly his phone and called the police. They were coming in fifteen minutes. Those were very long fifteen minutes of there lives.

The others were out getting some chinese food. So they didn't know until they got a call from Taehyung, they paid for the food quickly and left with the food in there hands. They reached the hospital, they remember it was the same hospital that Jungkook left for when he had a coma. It slightly frighten them, because they only got a call to come here, nothing else.

Once they saw the other two talking to the docter, they ran over and heard the words they never wanted to hear, "I'm sorry to say this, Mr. Jeon is dead... I'm sorry for your lost." The docter left them alone, Jimin broke into tears and hugged Taehyung tightly. Taehyung hugged him tightly as well, but he didn't cry, he stayed strong but his eyes had tears in them. The other ran up and hugged the both of them. They all broke into tears beside Taehyung, their maknae is gone, their dear friend is gone, their best friend is dead.