UGLY OMEGA| VKOOK

Chapter 34

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"Jungkook, kookie, JUNGKOOK! MY HAND!" The omega peacefully sleeping once, was being jolted awake by the shouts.

His mouth was dry, eyes stuck together, as his eyes opened, he felt the dryness. He groaned when he felt nudges, he caught his noona gently trying to get him off.

She could easily pick him up and throw him across the room, something she's done before. But guessing she wouldn't because of what happened yesterday.

He sat, groaned and started furiously rubbing his dry eyes, "stop that!" He heard Jennie snap.

"Come on" she grabbed his arm and started pulling him up, "take a shower! You stink" Jungkook groaned again and stood straight, he felt him being pushed out of Jennie's room, he didn't fight, just casually exited and went to his room.

He opened the door, feeling a burning sensation in his back, as he opened the door and walked in, turning the lights on, hissing he saw his bed clean. So he went straight for it, he was extremely tired, his whole body just ached, he felt his body moving on it's own.

He was ready to fall on top of his bed, when he felt strings, no wires wrapping around his feet, so he tripped, and that smacked whatever sleepiness, grogginess out of him. He laid face first onto the mattress.

Then he felt hot tears trailing down his face, mixed with old ones, which surprised, almost scared him. He didn't realize he was crying, turning his head- still on his stomach, his eyes now on the wall, while tears made way side his face.

It tickled him, his own tears, the way they traced down his nose, his eyelashes, just made him giggle, he knew he wasn't sane anymore, gliding his hand below his stomach, he snaked his hand under his shirt, and caressed himself.

"Jungkook! GET up! DID you SLEEP AGAIN" he acted quick, automatic, sitting straight wiping his face, a smile on his face. Jennie peaked her head through the door, "take a shower please, I'm making breakfast!" He nodded.

The door closed and jungkook sighed, getting up, tired of crying, he stripped himself, his senses heightened, he obviously could smell him all over him.

He needed a shower quick, fully bare now. He held the black shirt in his hands, starring he smelt him. And it wasn't pleasant, it just made him hate himself more.

He clutched the shirt tight, just stared anger bubbling, his hands turning red, he wanted to rip it, he didn't he just threw the shirt across the room, far from him.

He was soon under the water, standing, his ears vibrating muting his thoughts, peeking his head out, "Hey Siri, play shower playlist" it wasn't fun, he hated showers, they forced him to think.

Soon a sweet melody blocked his thoughts, his soul crying, and he finally took the needed shower.

Jungkook scrubbed his body, until it turned red, he just went insane, he washed and washed until the water started turning cold.

Sighing, turning the water off, stepping out he grabbed the towel hanged by the door, he avoided mirrors.

He loathed himself, he felt guilt, shame, he wasn't ready to look at himself.