Clinically In Love [Vmin-BTS]

Chapter 37: <○Unlucky Number 11○>

DIALLING
~♡MYG♡~

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BEEP~

CALL NOT ACCEPTED

VOICEMAIL:

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"Hey."

"This is the voicemail version of your boy, Min Yoongi."

"Sorry I can't get to the phone right now. I'm probably doing something unimportant..."

"Or I'm just ignoring you--"

"Yo, Yoongi... That's cold man."

"Shut up, Taehyung! This is my voicemail thing!"

"..."

"So yeah..."

"Leave me a voicemessage if you think you're deserving of my time."

"But if this is Jungkook..."

"Call again."

"Please~"

"..."

"If this is not Jungkook and you decide to call me again..."

"I will hurt you."

"..."

"Peace out."

"Gotta blast."

"Bai."

BEEP~

For the first time in three years, Jungkook wanted to run. He wanted to defy everything that glued him to his wheelchair and take his first steps from over. He wanted to fly--to overcome all possible laws of gravity and to escape the ocean of tears he was crying for himself.

10 missed calls and 72 texts was all he could do as an attempt to reach out to the boy he'd heard crumble just moments before.

Yoongi just wasn't answering his calls. After 10 plus 72 whole tries, he still wasn't answering.

The taunting beep of voicemail became Jungkook's bitter friend after his 11th attempt at wanting to hear Yoongi's voice again. But still, the lifeless beep and his own tear-filled groans was all that reached his ears.

And all to hear Yoongi's smiling voice one more time.

Jungkook cursed his wheelchair and his whole life in between for restricting him from freedom, from the chance to escape to a place out of his thoughts.

Maybe to Daegu... If he had the chance to, maybe that was where he wanted to go. Maybe to Yoongi... If he had the chance to, maybe that was who he wanted to see.

But either way out, and to any possible destination, Jungkook wanted to forget about his disabilty. He wanted to force some form of life into his useless legs. He wanted to give himself the strength to get up and... walk.

He wanted to run.

He needed to.

     But all he could do was raise his phone to his ear for the 11th time.

He could only wipe his tears away for the 11th time.

And for the 11th time

        voicemail replaced Yoongi

           and the soul extracting, sound deafening beep became the flatlining of Jungkook's heart once again.

DIALLING
~♡MYG♡~

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BEEP~

CALL NOT ACCEPTED

VOICEMAIL:

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"Hey."

"This is the voicemail version of your boy, Min Yoongi..."

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A/N: idk why i enjoyed this chapter so much. It's pretty short but i really dig it^^

Also... how r y'all finding Persona?👀😆