Jungkook POV
Groaning softly, I slowly force my eyes open without bothering to pick my head up. As my blurry vision clears, I can feel a nasty headache coming on as I realize I'm back in my room and on my bed.
Shit, I must've cried myself to sleep last night...
Glancing over at my nightstand, I find a glass of water there and sigh. Dragging myself into a sitting position, I grab the glass and down the liquid.
Reluctantly, I drag myself from my bed and take a shower. Afterwards, I change into a pair of gray sweats and a white tee shirt before leaving my room. Though, as I enter the living area, I spot Tae, Namjoon, Hobi, and Jin hyung all sat on the couches. Tae, Hobi, and Jin are sat on one couch with Namjoon hyung sat on the other with his back facing me.
As I stand there tiredly, the other three boys look over and notice me. They all give me small smiles while Hoseok stands up and walks over to me. Watching Hoseok and ignoring the stares of the other three boys now, he comes over and gives me a small smile as he gently places his hands on my shoulders.
He's told the others about last night...
"How're you feeling, Kookie?" He asks softly. I shrug in response.
"I'm okay." I answer, not bothering to fake a smile for the first time in years. He just smiles and pulls me into a hug, though I don't respond.
"You don't need to be so scared, Kookie. I know it's hard but it's gonna be okay. I'm proud of you. You've always been our strong little Kookie. Don't give up now." He whispers in my ear before pulling away.
"I made breakfast if you're hungry, Jungkook." Jin informs me as Hobi and I break the hug.
Smiling over at them, I nod my head and head over to the kitchen counter where there's a plate made up with food. I grab it along with chopsticks before heading over to the living room with the rest of them and sitting down on the couch with Namjoon. He's sat at one end of the couch, but I end up sitting in the middle of it. There's still a decent bit of space, but we're also not forever away apart either.
"Tae and Hobi told me you had a bit of a rough night last night. How're you holding up?" Jin asks gently. I pout in response.
"It wasn't a rough night. It was a lot of fun. We went to the fair and Namjoon hyung even won me a stuff dog from one of the games." I argue contently as I begin eating.
"Jeon Jungkook, don't give me that shit. I'm glad you and Namjoon had a great time at the fair but that's not at all what I'm talking about, and you know that." Jin scolds, causing me to groan mid bite.
"You scared me last night, Jungkook. I... I was really worried about you when you ran off like that." Namjoon says softly after a few minutes of silence. I'm instantly filled with guilt for having ran off, but at the same time, he didn't seem to want anything to do with me by the time we were getting off the ride.
"Why? You didn't seem to want anything to do with me by the time we were getting off." I question bravely. The room falls silent again for a few minutes before he finally speaks up again.
"I only acted that way because I panicked and got scared. I felt like I'd messed up and didn't want to see the confirmation." He admits, blushing a bit. Though, it's not as bad as the blush that begins to creep up on my cheeks.
"Jungkook, you're not answering my question." Jin says with a sigh. Taking a shaky breath, I set the chopsticks down.
"I'm okay, hyung." I answer softly, not looking up from the food in my lap.
"Can you honestly look me in the eye and say that though, Jungkook?" Jin challenges with a sigh.
"You know damn well that I can. Do you really want that?" I challenge in return as I look up at him. He frowns over at me.
"I didn't think so." I answer, standing up and tossing the dish haphazardly onto the kitchen table before heading back to my room.
I close my door, trying to contain my emotions and not slam it before going over to my bed and sitting down. Sighing to myself, I let myself flop back onto my bed and close my eyes even though I know I'm not sleeping any longer.
I really wish I would've taken the food with me... It was actually really good and since I'd started eating, I became hungry. And all I got from it was like, two bites worth.
I don't know how much time passes before there's a knock at my door. Though, I do know that it's not been a super long time.
"Jungkook? It's Namjoon. Can I come in?" I hear him through the door faintly. Sighing to myself, I pull myself up off my bed and go over to open the door.
Once it's open, I head back to my bed and flop back down. I'm not much in a mood to speak to anyone about anything right now.
I want that damn food and honestly some good company... though I guess I can't have that anymore since they left me...
"Hey... you okay?" He asks softly, closing the door behind him before coming over to sit down next to me on my bed. Rolling my eyes, I look over at him, only to find that he's got my food and chopsticks in his hands.
"I will be tomorrow. I just need some time." I mumble softly as he passes the food dish to me with a knowing smile. I can't contain the small smile that pulls at my lips as I take it and sit up.
"I figured you'd still be hungry considering you hardly ate anything." He explains lightly as I begin eating again.
"Thank you, hyung." I tell him, smiling up at him before continuing to eat.
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Learn To Live Again | Namkook
FanfictionSometimes life is unfair, taking things and people from you that you never thought you'd have to lose. Two boys who have been through similar losses and had two very different ways of coping. Can they learn how to live and appreciate life again aft...