Destiny.

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"Jungkook?" I jumped in my place feeling a hand touching my shoulder and a masculine voice calling my name.

I turned around to see no one but, Taehyung. The other students were all in the hallway heading to class, while Taehyung was still resting his hand on my shoulder. I stared at his hand with my puffy eyes. Well puffy because I kept wide awake the whole night scared that Jimin might come and find me asleep.

Which He didn't.

"Are you okay?" He asked me again after removing his hand from my shoulder and looking at me with a worried expression. To be honest, I'm still shocked at his action. The Kim Taehyung who dumped me for Yoongi and didn't even spare me a glance after is now actually talking to me, me the 'emo' Jeon Jungkook?

"Look.. I don't have much time now but can we have a talk after?" He asked another time. Yet I still couldn't answer. I gulped and nodded lightly then took a last glance of his features before he smiled and moved away.

He really got much hotter, his hair was no longer blond but naturally chocolate and it grew longer. His features now look more mature than the last time I was close enough to him to study them and he became built, with wide shoulders and muscular torso visible through his red shirt.

"The bell ringed, emo boy." A familiar voice got me out of my thoughts and my eyes widened at the sight of Yoongi and both of his friends coming to me. I turned my head to see if there's a professor or someone who could help but no one was there. Shit I didn't even hear the bell too drowned in my thoughts about Taehyung.

"Are you too lazy to go to class?" He added getting close to me with a michievous smile with his friends on his sides while I kept moving back until my back hurt the lockers and I cursed mentally. This scene reminded me of romantic clichés in movies but that surely wasn't the case.

"Or are you daydreaming about my fucking boyfriend!?" Yoongi said that giving me a harsh punch in the stomach. I groaned and bented down surrounding my stomach with my arms to stop the pain.

"I-I dunno what you're talking a-about but-"

"You must be kidding me you fucking asshole!" He interrupted me before Jackson held me up by my left arm and Tao did the same on my right arm and kept holding it strongly. Yoongi then approached me more with a smirk and furrowed eyebrows while I closed my eyes scared of what will be coming next.

As I expected he starting punching me non-stop on my stomach, jaw and nose while the two others kept holding my arms roughtly not letting me defense myself or even hide my body until I started crying and bitting my lip roughtly not to be heard so Taehyung would see me like this and until my body couldn't handle it anymore.

Then he started laughing when Jackson and Tao removed their grip from my arms so I fell in the ground, sobbing quietly and finally surrouding my legs with my arms. And I wish I could rip apart this smile from his face, to tell him how much I hate him and hate this fucking Taehyung who I couldn't stop loving and who played with my heart, I wish I could beat them up all and show them who's the boss here...there are so many wishes.

But I can't. I don't know why but I just can't.

"Listen here you emo" yoongi bent down next to me while I kept hiding myself more in my large hoodie and sobbing in its sleeves, not even daring to look at him. He gave me three light slaps on my cheeks and added: " you can think I don't see you talking with my boyfriend, or don't know you still love him and dream about him and a happy life you'll get together with children and a house or I dunno."

He chuckled, followed by his friends. " but trust me, I know everything that's going in that little head of yours." He said touching my head with his finger. " and I recommend to you, as a friend, to stop because that will only make things worse for you. I'm not talking about how I'm gonna beat your ass. But that Taehyung will never love you okay? I pity you. He only got in a relationship with you to be noticed by ME. Of course he would, I mean, can you compare a fucking stupid emo to Min Yoongi?" No. He doesn't love you Jungkook, no one loves you and no one will ever love you. You simply don't deserve love. Because, love, this word is too high for someone like you. No offence buddy, but keep that in mind." He said finally before patting my shoulder and getting up accompanied by his friends, to diappear in the end of the hallways.

I let myself lay in the floor, crying my heart out. He's right. What was I expecting? I'm just a boring guy, no one loves me, no one will ever love me. I don't deserve love. I can't offer people anything and I'm lame, Taehyung hates me. Everyone hates me because I deserve it. Lol, Even Jimin probably hates me. He thought at first that I was cool but now that he knew a little about me, he found me boring. That's exactly why he didn't come yesterday. What was I expecting again? How pathetic.

And that reality hurt me more than all these punches did.

"Oh my god Jeon are you okay?" I saw the principal coming to me running, he reached his hand to help me get up with a worried expression on his face.

"Yeah I am don't worry."
I

goatup with his help then started running out of the school. I need to get out of here asap. I need to go to my bed or go somewhere really far. I can't stand being here anymore.

I fell like three times on the floor because of the pain in my legs but kept trying to run until I reached out of the building. I wiped off my tears with the sleeves of my black hoodie and started walking hardly. Now that I've been running my legs hurt twice more. I don't know where I was going, I just needed to get out of this place the faster I can.

And that's before a tiny silhouette with faux blond hair appeared in frond of me with a wide smile that enlightened my whole day, but that I couldn't return because of my physical and emotional pain, but with more tears. I hate people pitying me but with him, it's like I wanted to show him my flaws and weaknesses, wanted him to know everything I feel.

His smile was soon erased by a worried look, as he approached me more. "Jungkook are you c-crying? Oh my god y-your face!" He asked until he was close enough to look at my face, red and full of tears, lips inflated and blues everywhere. Until I felt two arms embracing me and my chest being pressed against his. I hid my face down his shoulder as I hugged him back so tightly as in my life depends on it. I then started crying again against his shoulder, feeling guilty for getting his white shirt wet but not being able to stop my tears.

"It's okay Kookie, it's gonna be okay." He kept reassuring me while carresing my hair and goosebumps traveled my skin every time his cold rings were in contact with it. I kept smelling the rose vanilla scent in his shirt and neck. I always loved this smell in him. To be honest, Jimin felt warm. I can keep this positions for years without minding it, I feel safe with him.

Jimin felt like home, something I've never felt even with my own mother. Who has never been affectionate with me since my childhood.

I sighed before separating myself from Jimin. I guess I put on him too much weight since he looked like he was going to fall. I looked at him with my hands on his arms and he smiled loosely at me with his arms around my waist.

"I wanna go home." I told him honestly and he chuckled before nodding and wiping the tears off my face gently with his hands then started rubbing my cheek, I melted at his touch and burried my face onto his palm.

"Do you want me to go with you?" He asked, looking at me with shiny eyes that were begging for me to agree. How can I say 'no' to such a view?

I simply nodded, before he smiled and his eyes lightened up then held my arm supoorting me for me not to fall to drag me home.

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