"we were like glitches in a script coded game, we messed everything up."
Mental Disorder AU
Started - July 1 2018
Ended - July 31 2019
Ranks:
#267 in jeongguk
#38 in mentaldisorder
#42 in insomnia
#401 in emotional
#1 in schizophrenia
Just hold me and tell me it'll all be ok, you and I can just hold hands without begging to stay.
- warning for next three parts; triggering subjects of self harm, suicide, abuse, and eating disorders -
Jungkook glares at the creature in the mirror, it's soft eyes staring into him as if trying to calm him but to no avail. He fidgets with the end of his striped sweater, the soft fabric unfamiliar against his skin. He can't count the years since he had seen the emotion in his own eyes, or his true nature, and had been hiding it for so long in fear of people not believing in his disorder.
He had glared, scoffed, smirked and growled under a mask of the fear that people would find him weak. But here he is staring at the monster of a reflection that doesn't ressemble his own, but rather of his long lost soul. His eyes hold a truth that somehow reminds his subconscious of an old dimension he had once wandered in, his finger tips then twitching with the desire of pain. He tries shaking it away but it remains, growing through his chest.
The blonde's eyes glaze of with tears as he stands alone in the room, his lungs feeling like they're being pulled tightly on a spindle over and over until they break and somehow it lets him breathe. His un gloved hands trace the side of his own face as he looks closer at the mirror, so close to see the electric like swirls in the chestnut colour of his irises.
"Jungkook-ah, breakfast is ready!"
And with that he's broken out of his trance, processing the words. He takes a moment to look back in the mirror and smiles, seeing that familiar grin of his. It's been a while, since I've smiled like this.
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Down at the table there are six people, five of which have their plates loaded. Bacon, eggs, orange juice cups, and breakfast sandwiches share their pleasing scent through the previously thick air that could barely be penetrated with a single sentence. Taehyung sits stiffly, a cold hand rested on his upper thigh in such an intimate way it makes him shiver as if in the cold December weather outside.
Meanwhile Jimin stays paralyzed with his eyes glued on an empty plate, the surface showing his reflection. The ravenette hears the clinking of metal and glass, his stomach wincing for him at the combination of smells that seemed poisonous to his nostrils. He tries reaching for a sandwich, asking himself to at least try a single bite, but his hand starts shaking vigorously in denial and he pulls it back into the comfort of his lap.
A sound of light footsteps pat down the stairs, everyone too focused on their meals to notice the younger making his way to join them. Taehyung's head shoots up, his heart wavering at the sight of a barely familiar Jungkook. The youngest has his face hidden in fear, soft blonde bangs bouncing atop his head as he scurries to the table. Taehyung notices he's wearing the hoodie he bought, and smiles, letting the brunette next to him slip his mind.
Jungkook can barely even glance at Taehyung, the past night's events making his stomach churn with guilt as he sneaks a quick glance. He notices how drained and stiff the redhead is with Hoseok invading his space, and doesn't hesitate to slip into the seat beside him.
"Welcome down bean." Jin chortles, handing Jungkook his heated and full plate. Jungkook replies in a curt nod, still not showing his face. The rest barely look at him and instead respect his privacy, continuing to dig into their homemade meals.
Jungkook looks up to the side at Taehyung who's eyes shifted into a lighter mood. The younger guesses it's his most carefree personality. The redhead, looks back at him with cheeks filled cutely and eyes wide, before swallowing and mouthing a 'wow' to the blonde. Jungkook doesn't hesitate to smile back.
But all peace is ruined when a cup crashes to the ground, everyone's eyes shooting up. To see Yoongi's whole body shaking as he struggles to breathe.
-=-=-=- a/n
guess who finally kinda got over his writing block me!
well i've just been way more depressed than usual, and a lot of stuff has been stressing me out with school and family events so i'm really sorry for going on such a long hiatus from this book.
sorry for the cliffhanger, lol anyway i drew something bad and unfinished of Jungkook and what he kinda looks like now for reference please spare my skills and sorry for the short update.
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