Lost | k.t.h ✔

52.

A few hours later

JUNGKOOK'S POV

Four walls, one bed and no windows.

That's where I am; trapped in this dark room where one single light bulb hung from the ceiling, illuminating a hint of faint luminescence upon the gloominess in the room, barely enough to see through the surroundings. In the absence of a window, there was no space for an outer light to creep in; only the flickering hue of the saffron bulb kept me company from the darkness taking over.

I let out a deep sigh; a sigh that came out from the depths of my lungs. My fists clenched till they were crystal white, I lay on the padded mattress on the bed and ran my fingers through my hair roughly.

The floor was carpeted crimson red just like in the hallway and the room was clean thankfully. The only thing that bothered me was not the lower setting of the air-conditioning, but the lack of brightness in the room that I was unfamiliar with. My shirt was still discarded somewhere in the room and the pain from the tattoo was almost gone, although my skin twitched a little now and then.

I held up my wristwatch as my phone was taken away from me. Squinting at the black surface, I could see the two clock hands nearing 9.30pm

I hadn't realized that time had literally flown till then. I had immediately passed out after I came into this room from the shock and the pain and fallen into a dreadful nightmare that woke me up, screaming Seon's name repeatedly in my head a few minutes ago.

First I was trapped in a nightmare, now I'm trapped in a room with a locked door.

I barely remember Woojin telling me to take some rest and that there was an adjoined bathroom in the corner of this room, but I was feeling dizzy at that time; as if I had drunk a whole bottle of wine at once and my mind couldn't register anything correctly at that time.

I guess it was the after effects of having a thick hot iron poker scorch your skin with black ink and having to smell your own flesh burn deeply, all the while without a painkiller and being handcuffed to a chair.

I shut my eyes, trying to collect my thoughts. Counted to ten in ascending order and then came back down to one. But I couldn't, I just couldn't shut my eyes without picturing Seon before me, crying for my help when I could only stare at her, till she bleeds to death right in front of me.

I jerked my eyes open and stared at the ceiling, my heart hammering inside of me, threatening to rip it apart.

'Quarter to nine.' My father had said. That's when I had to leave for my first mission, and be labelled as a killer for the rest of my life.

I couldn't stop my mind from drifting off to Seon, imagining what she was going through all along and what more she'll have to endure in the future. No, tonight.

Without a warning, I heard a sound of a bolt being unlocked and I jolted upright, staring at the half-open door where Woojin now stood behind.

'Mr. Jeon wants you to get ready' he voiced. 'And you are to be in the training room in two minutes'

Already?

'Ok' I said while I got out of the bed and Woojin shut the door behind him.

'I'm so sorry Seon' I said the words out loud and they echoed all over the four walls, repeating my apology. 'I know you will hate me for this, but yet, it's fine-

-I love you' and with that last three words, a lone tear cascaded down my pale cheek.

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A/N: It's past midnight and I'm listening to a BTS x Halsey Mashup ( I Need U x Without Me) while writing this TT it's fake if I say that I didn't actually FEEL Jungkook's scattered emotions all over me and I really enjoyed writing it. The Song set the perfect vibe for today's chapter writing and THE LAST AND FINAL CHAPTER ON THIS BOOK WILL BE OUT ANYTIME SOON AFTER I'M DONE WRITING AND EDITING IT!!! I truly admire who stayed with me so far ;) I've got no words to thank yall for supporting my first ever fanfiction ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ Saranghae.

p.s. Jhope's chicken noodle soup ft becky g is such a bop!!! I'm loving it 🔥🔥🔥🔥

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