Yours

16

Jungkook POV

"Excuse me, are you by chance Jeon Jungkook?" My phone had been buzzing for the past 15 minutes straight, constantly pissing me off. 

"I'm sorry, who is this?" Who the fuck...? 

"I'm Jae, and I found your family." I stood up abruptly, fear and excitement being the only emotions to pass through my veins. 

"Where are they?!" 

"First, I need a deal."

"What exactly?"

"5 thousand dollars. If you say yes, I'll-" 

"Done. Where are they?" I will do fucking anything to get a hold of them again. 

"Busan, downtown core at Jimin's old home. Mina, Se Jun, and Min Jun are there, all with Leehyuk, Jungho, and their father. All your hyungs are there as well. I will accompany you because I have business of my own to do with that man, but I'll expect you there tonight?" This seems suspicious...

"I don't even know you dude."

"Jeon Jaehwan is my full name." 

"Step-brother?! You call me after years! I'll be there in an hour if its fucking necessary." A smile etched onto my face, memories passing through my mind as I remembered the time we spent together. 

"See you." 

I jumped up from the anger and anticipation running through my body. 

"Finally!" I rushed out the door, weapons all shoved into my bag, as well as a family photo, to help keep my sanity in check. 

I don't think my kids or Jimin or my hyungs, would enjoy coming back to a father who ended up developing psychosis. 

Not the funnest. 

"Jungkook!" I hugged Jaehwan tightly. He ended up leaving tears onto my shoulder, and I let him be that way. 

We haven't seen each other in over 10 years. Who can blame him for crying?

"Now, where is the man we need to deal with?" I ruffled his dyed blue hair, being oddly reminded of Jimin. 

"Right now? I thought we could relax a bit together first..." He held a pout on his face. 

"Let's get them saved and right after we can drink soju for hours straight and try not to be beat by our husbands." We giggled at the thought. 

"To the location then!" He lead the way, passing through the vibrant and diverse streets of Busan. I remembered all the memories I held in just the streets of my childhood. 

I miss you Jimin... you better be okay, and still love me only... minus the kids.

Remember when I took us to Busan? And I accidentally became drunk and we ended up making love. It was the most amazing feeling, especially-  

I destroyed all the dirty thoughts trying to invade my mind. 

You're okay, I can feel it. 

You'll be alright... 

Jaehwan knocked on the door for a constant five minutes until we both got sick of it and broke down the rickety, old, wooden door. 

"WHAT THE FUCK?!!" I recognized the god damn voice, really pissing me off. 

"OH I TOLD YOU NOT TO SWEAR IN FRONT THE KIDS DIDN'T I?! AND WHY HAVEN'T YOU REPLIES TO ANY OF MY MESSAGES IN TWO FRICKING YEARS?! DO YOU KNOW HOW PISSED I AM?!" Jaehwan was never this mad with anyone before... 

"Anhae... I'm sorry I had-"

"WIFE?! YOU MARRIED THIS BEACH?!" I interrupted. 

"JUNGKOOK! NO SWEARING!!" I bolted towards Jimin as soon as I saw him. His voice seemed scratchy, like he cried for hours. He was wearing plain black, matching the dullness of his face and emotionless eyes. Jimin stood behind a door, trying to hide something, making me feel more fearful than before. 

"Y-Y-You're okay...!" I finally cried into his chest, missing his familiar feeling after the long years.

I have you back...