Love is not over {Jikook/kookmin} COMPLETED

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Jungkook came from a wealthy family. When I mean wealthy, I mean the richest people in the whole of Korea. Both of his parents were hard working business people. They never had time for taking care of jungkook and so jungkook became recluse with no friends and a dark aura.

He felt this emptiness inside of him. Je tried filling it with women but nothing he did made him truly happy. Jungkook doesn't know happiness. He doesn't know love. His smiles and laughs are for show. Nothing to him is real.

Yes, his parents did have a major role in that emptiness but there was more to that... more than anyone wanted to believe...

"Jungkookie! My baby, I'm back! Did you miss me?"

"I will always love you! You dont have to worry so much!"

"You're so good to me!"

"When we grow up, I want three kids okay! And you'll be my husband!"

"What? I was just out with Jennie. You dont have to worry."

"Huh? O-oh, these... I just fell and got bruised..."

"I love you!... what? No I truly do... he's no one I swear!"

"...I'm sorry..."

Jungkook shot his head up, shaking heavily. It felt as if someone had placed a huge boulder on his chest. Burning tears slid across his cheeks. This. This is why he can't love jimin.

It was all her fault. Jungkook turned to hear quiet sobs. Jimin was fast asleep but he was crying an ample amount.

"J-jungkook... I really do love you... why can't you love me back?... why..." jimin mumbled almost completely inaudible but jungkook heard every single word clearly.

Jungkook couldn't help but feel this sudden weight on his chest again. He couldn't take it anymore. Jimins just lying. He doesn't love me. He never will. And I will never love him.

Jungkook got up and went to the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror before fetching some random tshirt and putting it on. He continued to stare at himself in the mirror for thirty minutes, just asking himself questions.

'What are you doing Jungkook?'

Jungkook shook his head and walked out. He just wanted to clear his head. Just as he was about to exit the house, jimin spoke shakily, voice still hoarse from all that crying.

"W-where are you going Jungkook?"

Jungkook squeezed the handle with anger before turning to face the boy. Jimins tshirt hung past his skinny shoulders, letting his defined color bone show. Jimins swollen cheeks and eyes seemed even more prominent than before. Jimins bony legs were trembling, looking as if they can't hold jimins body in place.

Jungkooks eyes landed on jimins small wrists. He remembers the scene as if it was yesterday.

"What do you think your doing?!" Jungkook asked with fire forming in his eyes.