A few months past. Jungkook had been sleeping in his sanctum that the Park family had made for him, no longer did he feel the need to sleep next to an exit. He wasn't happy. He could never be that. But he did feel safe. Something he couldn't actually ever remember feeling. not for a very long time. He knew that he was setting himself up for a very hard fall, by trusting his childhood friend. He also knew that he missed their closeness and was willing to accept the consequences of the trust he was placing in Jimin's hands. But all the inner turmoil he felt over this particular decision would have to wait. He had a much larger thing to worry about. Returning to school.
It had been a long time since he had been to an actual school, and to have to go to the one that was in Busan, there was a chance that he would run into some of his old foster brothers and sisters. He really would have loved to avoid that. but Mr. and Mrs. Park were adamant about him returning to a normal school setting. Luckily, he tested extremely high and would be in the same grade as Jimin, a 3rd year in high school. It wouldn't be all bad. He may run into his friends that he made from the different neighborhoods he had lived in. He hoped to be able to see some of the guys that he thought of as friends, from all those years. More time then not they individually and collectively helped him when he couldn't help himself. So, with that, maybe something good would come from going to a public school.
There was a quiet knock on his bedroom door. He glanced at the alarm clock next to his double bed(it had been switched immediately when Jimin told his parents that the bed would be uncomfortable to him), and knew only one person would be visiting him at 1 AM in the morning, the day before he had to re-enter school. But he quietly moved to the door and slightly opened it. He was right. It was Jimin.
"It's late, Jimin hyung. Did you need something?" he wrote in a rush. Jimin knew he could speak. He made a mistake and revealed his ability to speak, when he saw his room. But that didn't mean he would continue to talk; he had to give it to his hyung he didn't push it. For which he was grateful.
Jimin sighed softly in disappointment. He knew Jungkook was still adjusting. but he really wished that his young friend would start to trust him. He had made a promise and though it was many years later he still would honor it. He will make sure nothing bad ever happens to his Kookie. "Kookie. I know that you really didn't want to go back to school. But I have been debating over tell you this. You don't have to worry about anything or anyone, my friends and I will not let anyone talk down to you or bully you. You will be in all my classes except P.E. and Joonie, Jinnie and Yoogs will be there. You will not have to worry about anything but who to ask to the prom." he said in a rush as he ended with a soft smile. "Plus, Joonie and Yoogs are like hardcore ganstas.", he added with a laugh. "They like to fight so if anyone bothers you, they would be doing those two pabos a favor." He finally took a breath. Jungkook blinked and then blinked again. Jimin had his friends watching out for him? Wait why would he do that? and he is in every class with him to make sure no one bothered him? He started to write down what he wanted to say but changed his mind. He cleared his throat and did something he was out of practice doing.
"Why?" He knew all words, but he also knew because he didn't speak, he didn't have the annunciation of a 15-year-old. "Why? " he shook his head at his hyung and looked at him straight in the eyes. His marred with distrust and amazement, while Jimin's eyes seemed to shine with a softer feeling that Jungkook could distinguish.
"That is easy. I love and have always loved my Kookie. I couldn't stop any of the stuff before because I was a child also. But we aren't kids anymore. You have suffered enough because of other people and their issues. I have you back, now. Even though I know you don't trust me, and that you barely remember me, you are still my very bestest of friends. that is never going to change. I now can protect you like I should have done years ago. I will slice the very first bitch that looks at you wrong. BET!" Jungkook did remember that pissing off Jimin was a really stupid thing to do. Though he was always the sweetest, funniest, and most helpful person on the planet, all bets were off if you made him may. He was kinda scary then. "You need to rest, Kookie. I'm gonna sleep here with you tonight. " As he moved toward the bed, Jungkook grabbed his arm, and gave him a dirty look.
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Little Troubles
FanfictionJungkook is a 21 year struggling singer and dancer. He has made it far from his toxic childhood, but the scars physically and emotionally remain to haunt his every moment. He is shy, curt and withdrawn most of all. He has a few friends that he used...