Ink | jjk x bts

Imagination

(Author's POV)
Simin chased her little brother around the backyard who had her phone "Jungkook!" Simin yelled while reaching out to the 13 year old and the young raven giggled as he started running faster.

"Give me back my phone!" Simin yelled while running after the young teenage boy inside the house, Jungkook laughed and slid under the table to the other side and Simin ran into her father.

Both Jungkook and Simins smiles wiped from their faces as they seem the angry 6'3 male walk into the room.

"Watch where you're going bitch." Mr.Jeon said and Simin made a thin line with her lips and looked down at the floor and got out of his way.

Simin was 18 at the time and was the oldest sibling in the house, Junghyun was 16, Jungkook was 13 as you already know, and the youngest sibling, Renjun, was 4 years old.

"Jungkook? You're coming with me on a drive soon." Mr.Jeon said firmly as he poured himself a cup of whiskey "I don't think you should be drinking and driving dad-" Simin began but Mr.Jeon had slammed the bottle of whiskey down onto the counter.

"I will do what I fucking want when I want." Mr.Jeon said while looking back at the 5'7, raven haired girl.

Simin flickered her blue eyes down to the marble floor once again and swallowed hard, Jungkook frowned at the way his dad was treating his older sister and he clenched his fists.

"Stop being an asshole to Simin." Jungkook said angrily and Mr.Jeons gaze moved over to the young raven haired boy and he scoffed darkly with a small wicked smile breaking out on his chapped lips.

"What was that?" Mr.Jeon asked while placing his glass down on the counter and nearing the 5'6 boy.

Jungkook started feeling scared so he cowered from his dad's gaze "You heard me." Jungkook muttered and Simin swallowed thickly in nervousness.

And it was at the point he knew, he fucked up.

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Flashes of screaming, crying, blood all over the floor, his sister's body laying lifelessly on the floor and the sound of his dad miraculously laughing, flooded Jungkooks head as he stared at the floor in his cabin bedroom with his hands combed through his black hair.

His foot was bouncing up and down while his mind was completely flooded with very unpleasant thoughts.

There was a knock on his door and he didn't hear it, he was too enveloped in his head.

Yoongi opened up the door and seen the boy sitting on the foot of his bed staring at absolutely nothing, his fingers pushed through his curly black hair, his leg bouncing up and down, and his eyes almost bloodshot.

"Are you okay Jungkook?" Yoongi asked while taking a seat beside him and rubbing his back, Jungkook jumped and looked beside him to see Yoongi looking at him with a glint of confusion in his gaze.

"Just... Thinking, today's our last day right?" Jungkook asked while looking away from the older and staring at the floor once again.

"Yes, why are you asking?" Yoongi asked while gently rubbing circles on Jungkooks toned back.

The younger sighed deeply while closing his eyes "I just- Don't want to go home..." Jungkook said softly as dropped his head and clasped his hands together on his knees.

"I'm sure it must be hard for you since your dad has left." Yoongi tried his best to comfort the young boy but it wasn't that, that was bothering him.

"Thanks Yoongi-Hyung." Jungkook said quietly and Yoongi nodded with a smile while standing up off the bed.

"Pack up your stuff, we're leaving in an hour Kooks." Yoongi said and he walked away with Jungkook humming in response.