We.
Are The Bangtan Boys!
We'll always save the day.
And if you say we can't,
Suga will punch you in the face.
Thats why the people
Of
This
World
Believe in
Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung...
And KOOKIE...
"Stay away from me!" Jungkook exclaimed, backing away from the threatening strangers approaching him.
He had witnessed something.
Something he didn't know how to describe.
He could tell he wasn't supposed to see it and now, these strange people who didn't care about their freak kids were surrounding him.
Why did such a good day have to end like this?
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earlier. . .
"JK, i'm trusting you to handle this trip to town by yourself maturely." Jungkook's dad called after his son, watching warily as the boy bopped excitedly towards the door.
In all of his 18 years of living, JK was never let out by himself. Ever since he was a child, if Jungkook wasnt out with Mr. Jeon, he wasnt out.
You see, Jungkook was... special. Special in ways Mr. Jeon knew people wouldn't understand. So to protect him, he basically had to constantly shelter him and hide him from the world.
However,
they'd both reached the age where he couldn't do that anymore. Mr. Jeon was too old and Jungkook was emerging into his youth. Mr. Jeon didn't have the heart to continue to keep him from the excitement of being young even though it was also dangerous too. Jungkook had to learn to handle it on his own, just like his mother had dreamed for him before...it happened.
And that was another battle he had yet to face. Jungkook was coming of the age where Mr. Jeon was also going to have to tell him what happened to his mother. The father dreaded even the idea, but there was no way Jungkook could fully know how to handle himself in this world if he didn't know.
The sound of keys snapped the older man out of his thoughts.
After putting on his shoes and grabbing his house keys, JK turned sparkling eyes on his dad who was his favorite dad today.
Yes, he only had one, but still.
Mr. Jeon had a small, encouraging smile on his handsome but time worn face; however, his green eyes were dull from internal distress.
"I promise I'll be good and safe, Pop." Jungkook assured, placing a hand on each of his father's shoulders.
He knew his dad was trying his best to look supportive but the face he was actually making was mute of all color and looked like he was three seconds away from throwing up due to worry.
Well aware, JK decided to do something he hadn't in years.
He leaned in and rubbed noses with his old man, slightly aggressively, just like he used to when he was smaller.
The action seemed small and awkward but it made the color come back into the man's face and a fond sparkle replaced the worry in emerald irises now.
