Jungkook's POV:
Recap:
"If your father ever comes back, you're not alone. It's okay to be happy. I'm not telling you to go tell Taehyung you love him right now but think about making a strong bond with him..." he smiles at me and ruffles my hair. I nod as he walks out of the kitchen. Relaxing, I turn around while wiping my eyes with the sleeves of my sweater and continue my task of washing dishes. Thinking about Namjoon's words made me feel like I had people to lean on, that I wasn't alone on this. Still I couldn't help but feel uneasy. I wondered if I deserved this support.
Will I ever be happy? Will I let my father keep me living in fear instead of living my life?
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The days flew by, one after the other. I haven't talked to anyone except for Jin who regularly feeds me every now and then. I walk up the steps to my class as I enter my MACS 320 class for popular culture in media. I walk through the lecture hall and find myself in my usual seat, in the 3rd row, first seat closest to the door. I get comfortable as I take out my computer to take notes.
"What is wrong with you? You looked like you just saw someone kick a puppy..." someone said behind me. I turned around to see Bambam coming down the rows. I roll my eyes at his comment and smile.
"I think you are referring to the way Yugyeom beats your ass every day," I joked as he playfully hit my shoulder, sitting in the seat next to me. He pretends to wipe away his tears as he places his bag on the floor.
"That boy has anger issues...'' Bambam looked off into the distance and shivered at the thought of Yugyeom. "We talking about Bambam being Yugyeom's bitch?" I turned around to see Eunwoo coming down the rows as he laughed. Bambam looked shocked and offended as he placed his hand over his heart.
"For your information, I am no one's bitch and second, I am no one's bitch!" Bambam yelled back at Eunwoo as he sat down. I rolled my eyes as my mind drifted away from their conversation. I look at my laptop, checking any emails.
"Jungkook!..." I heard. I looked at Eunwoo and gave him a 'what do you want' look. "Did you not hear me calling you? Damn... Anyway, have you guys started your projects? This film class is going to be the death of me..." Eunwoo asked, looking at me for an answer.
"To be honest, I have some ideas... it's kind of hard because we can't have people in this class participate in the film and it also needs to be based on some type of pop culture in the movie industry. I was thinking of a rom-com between Jin and Namjoon because their life is so dramatic and Jin can make the film longer since it needs to be 15 minutes minimum... But... like that's so basic and I hate rom-coms" I rambled on as I thought of my project. We had the whole semester to work on it but that is now only 14 weeks left because I have taken almost a whole week to think of this stupid project.
"Well,..." Eunwoo started, "I hope you know that the storyline is due this Friday. Today is Tuesday! You need something that is remotely close to what you're trying to direct AND film." Bambam looked between the both of us, nodding to everything Eunwoo said.
"He's right. I'm writing a Godfather type of story. You know, like the mafia, gangs, money, drugs... Our cocaine that we're supposedly selling in the film is sugar. And Yugyeom is going to be the Godfather because the bitch is RUTHLESS" Bambam cried out. I laughed at his dramatic ways and nodded. I looked at Eunwoo and asked him what his storyline was.
"I am gonna have a serial killer movie like Psycho. I was gonna have JinJin chasing everyone, which is hilarious since he is the shortest one out of all of us and have all of that junk in it" Eunwoo commented, chuckling at his statement of Jinjin being the shortest member. I nodded, thinking of all the films registered for this class, trying to come up with a concept for my storyline. As I was thinking, the professor came in and started the lecture.
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Bounded
Fanfiction"You're my soulmate!" "No I'm not... and stop screaming" "But our necklaces match... We are meant to be together." "Doesn't mean I need to love you like you mean something to me... This system is stupid and a lie." ...