Your Heart's In Danger | Jikook

Before Us

-----Just so there's no confusion, this chapter is mainly based on Kookie's memories-----

Jungkook POV

A beautiful summer day. A slight breeze shuddered through my long, puffy black hair. I sighed contently as I enjoyed the peace for a moment before beginning my trek to school. Today is my first day of being a freshman in high school, but I'm not nervous about it. I mean- why should I be? If any bitches try to mess with me, they gonna get a rude awakening. I don't take shit from anyone. Especially some hormonal teenagers that think they can push around a freshman. Or anyone, for that matter. I'm not really worried about having friends, either. I'm not there to make friends. I just need to get in, learn pointless shit, then get out. I may seem cold, but trust me, it's better this way.

When I reached school grounds, a few cute girls stared at me as I walked past them, not even sending them a gaze of acknowledgement. I smirked as I heard them squeal from behind me. Today was definitely going to be interesting.

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Now that my first class has come around, I regret thinking this would be interesting at all. The lecture on some sort of science theory nearly put me to sleep. Second period was no better in history. Or even third period in Geometry. Fourth was even more of a bore, English. Fifth(well I don't remember anything because I fell asleep as soon as my ass hit the chair) was even more of a disappointment.

By the time I was walking into sixth period, I couldn't wait to get out of there. My brain was tired of the boring classes i had been through all day. Don't even get me started on lunch (I was stalked by at least 6 girls). I sat in the seat nearest to the door, ready to spring whenever the final bell rung.

"Okay, class! Take out your text books and turn to page...."

Blah blah blah. I completely zoned out after that. My focus was nowhere in particular until a very short, tan kid sat beside me. I directed my hard gaze at him, wondering why he would sit next to the new kid. His face was slightly swollen, a bruise visible just below his right eye. He stared straight forward to listen to our teacher babble on about God knows what. Hmmmm he seems interesting. I gazed at his slightly puffed out lower lip, then raked my eyes across the smooth planes of his cheeks up to his cat-like eyes. He was very handsome. I smiled to myself as my eyes traveled down his exposed arm. Large muscles greeted my now hungry eyes. Damn was this guy fine. I think sixth period would become my favorite.

After being in that new school for a week, I already became one of the most popular boys in school. I had good looks, a bad boy mentality, and a don't-mess-with-me attitude that people seemed to love. Everyone talked to me, even the loners and geeks. Only one person had never said a word to me, and that was the boy who sat next to me in my sixth period class(I still have no idea what that class is about). Since I wanted to get to know his hot self, I decided to ask some of my friends at lunch one day.

Stuffing my face with as much pizza I could, I turned to Taehyung, one of my older friends due to our gang. With my mouth very full of food I managed to say, "So, hyung, about that one kid,"

He fiddled with his long fingers for a moment before he answered me. "What kid,"

"You know, the one that won't talk to me. The only one who won't, actually," I searched his blank face for anything. Realizing he didn't understand, I added, "The beautiful one...."

Taehyung stared back so blankly that I had to suppress a frustrated sigh.

"Sixth period hottie with bulging muscles and a perfect tan. Always has bruises on his face. Big lips. Soft fluffy looking hair- that by the way I have to hold myself back from touching. Those small cute eyes and his tiny nose and-"

"Ohhhhhhhhh," Taehyung said. I could almost visibly a light switch go off in his head. "That kid. Why didn't you say so?" His emotionless eyes betrayed his brick grin as he reached out to pat my shoulder. "Ohhhhhhhhhh Koookkkkie. You love a bully magnet. He gets beat up every day. When he's in the crapper, when he's eating lunch, going between classes, all the time really."

"That beautiful creature gets beat up!!!!!???" I shouted a bit too loudly.

"Sssshhhh! If people find out you like him, he will really get beat up Kookie-ah. Best to leave this one alone."

"But-"

"Ah ah ah! No more! Unless you want him getting hurt more?"

I sighed and shook my head.

"Good," He smiled a rectangle again before looking back down at his hands.

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Ever since that conversation, I couldn't help but keep my eyes off of the gorgeous man I had grown quite fond of. I didn't want his utter beauty to be smashed even more by those people, so I decided to leave him be. It's not like he has ever talked to me before anyway. When we walked past each other in the halls, I acted like he wasn't even there. His eyes were always cast downwards, obviously hoping nobody would notice him. Not many people did notice him, though. The girls even avoided him like the plague. I'm walking down an empty hallway, lost in thoughts of him. I wondered why nobody could see how handsome he was. Like what the actual fuck, he's a heavenly being to look at. Shit, I drool over him every time I see him and yet nobody else can appreciate his hotness. Maybe they beat him up out of jealousy. Or possibly-no it must be jealousy. He's so perfect that they can't handle him. That must be it. Stupid bastards that can't even realize the pure gorgeousness of-

I was snapped out of my thoughts as a body slammed against mine, sending me slightly backwards.

"Sorry," I muttered.

A soft voice answered me, so soft that I couldn't hear. I kept my face emotionless so whoever ran into me would take me seriously. I looked down at the culprit, my mind completely wiping blank. It was the hottie from sixth period on the concrete ground because of me. I'm such an idiot.

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PRESENT TIME

My eyes fluttered open as I snapped out of my past. Tears tested if I was going to hold them back as they crouched behind my eyes. Hoseok had told me earlier that my boyfriend-my hottie from sixth period- had leukemia. I couldn't even think of losing him. It was too horrid a thought that my heart ached even when I pushed it away. The door of my hospital room flung open forcefully as a chubby nurse waddled in holding a clipboard in her sausage fingers. Ugh, I hated this bitch. She was so mean to me so far while I had been here.

"Can I go now," I rolled my eyes as I spoke to her to emphasize my annoyance.

She nastily rolled her eyes back at me with a snort. "You're switching rooms," She said in a very gruff voice.

"Oh,"

"Some boy wants you with him for his last week here. His name is Park Jimin, do you know him?"

Last week here? Was that a double meaning? Was he leaving the hospital so soon? My heart sank at the thought of how he may be leaving the hospital. I nodded feverishly and bit my bottom lip to keep those tears behind my glossy eyes. This could be it, my last chance to see the love of my life. Quite possibly the last time I would ever be truly happy.

(A/N)

Hey everyone!

While writing this chapter (and most of this story) I was going through some rough things. I wasn't very happy with how this fanfic was turning out and I was just so tired of my life, I really almost gave up on writing and just everything. But then I found that writing this story began to help me, in a way. It helped me escape the things going on in my real life. 

I know this is just a story, but I hope it can help you escape or have a short relief from any problems you're currently experiencing too.

Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoy the next chapter!

-army_forever76 <3