Dionysus ¦¦ A Jeon Jungkook FF ¦¦ ✔

{chapter forty three ~ phonecall}

Jungkook's POV

The heavy rain started pouring out from outside the window. It has been one year after Y/N ran away from me and all I've been doing was drink.

Drinking my problems away .

"Aren't you going to move your stinky ass , Jungkook? It's been a year and here you are drinking wine nonstop." Namjoon said while eating tteokboki and fried chicken.

"Just shut up , Joon." He sighed while taking another bite of his chicken.

"I'll leave some for you here."He offered and I chuckled, meanwhile,  his phone rang.

"Is that Anna?" I asked making him hesitant on taking the phone call.

"Whoever calls me is not one of your business." He let the phone ring nonstop and I chuckled at him more but honestly I was so pissed off.

"Why won't you tell me where she is , Joon?! Come on, it's been a year and you won't let me talk to her!" I angrily slammed the wine bottle in front of him, staining his white carpet with red wine.

He stood up while chewing on his tteokboki and he smiled at me.

"What the fuck?!" I asked out of disbelief,  he's fucking smiling at me while I am devastated and all.

"You look like a goat with your beard and long hair, please shave." He said while fixing the plates himself.

"Oh, and by the way, my carpet costs $3,000." I angrily threw his wooden coffee table and he looked back while smiling at me.

"$20,000 plus the vase, umm.. that's ancient, $71,903.25 with tax." He hummed a song happily and I approached him stepping on some shattered glass.

I trapped him between the sink and my body.

"I'm not kidding , Joon! Tell me where Y/N is!" I yelled at him and he turned to look at me.

"More than a billion dollars if you want to smash this face, Jeon Jungkook." He said and be turned back while continuing to dishwash.

"Hyung! Please! I'm begging you! I just- I want to see her even just for a second." I cried while hanging my head down, making Joon sigh.

"I'll ask Anna but I'm not promising anything, and by the way, they're not living together anymore. They already parted ways, Jungkook. Anna seriously doesn't know and she lives at my resthouse right now." Namjoon admitted and I bursted out , deciding to hug him tightly .

"I miss her, Joon. I miss her." I sobbed and he hugged me back.

"I know, but you should've thought about that before. You're such an idiot, Jungkook." He said to me and I nodded my head rapidly.

He was right, I should've followed what he said to me.

"Love with no limits, Jungkook-ah. One day, you'll experience it and never get enough of it. So don't hold back when you love someone, okay?" He smiled showing off his deep dimples while sipping wine in the middle of the beach.

Ring! Ring!

"I'm going to pick up the call, you listen to it carefully." He took his phone and put it on loud speaker mode as he answered Anna.

"Hello?" Anna's sultry voice was heard and Namjoon started smiling.

"Why so sexy babe?" He asked and this guy is literally nuts, how can he flirt with her while I'm listening.

I smacked his arm and he looked at me threateningly.

"Babe, I kinda miss Y/N and I don't know where to find her at all." He sighed and I eagerly waited for Anna's answer.

"Are you trying to trick me right now? I'm literally thinking that Jungkook is beside you right now and—" Her voice was interrupted with a loud pillow smack.

"Anna! Just tell Namjoon I'm here!" My eyes widened and Namjoon's too.

"Hi, Namjoon! I miss you too! How are you ?" It can't be, is it truly her on th phone ?

"I miss you too!" Namjoon replied and he looked at me seriously, telling me to listen more. I was frozen on my place, this voice that I missed so much.

I'm finally hearing it after one year.

"Ya! Y/N! You shouldn't do that, what if Jungkook heard you?!" Anna panicked and Namjoon laughed nervously.

"Jungkook's out right now, he's at the club busy with operating it. So don't worry, Anna." He blurted out just to stop the suspecting Anna to stop the phone call.

"I swear to God, Namjoon. If you're lying to me, there'll be no sex for one month." A laugh erupted from the phone and it was Y/N who was laughing.

"Don't be too harsh with Namjoon and his chili pepper. I'm sure that he's not lying at all." Namjoon gulped down harshly and he replied with an 'of course'.

"He better be." Sass radiated off of Anna's voice and I listened at there conversations for an hour.

It was a relief to hear Y/N's voice again , my pumpkin.

"Yah! You're bleeding!" Namjoon mouthed silently when he noticed that my foot got hurt from stepping down the wine glass.

"I'm fine." I answered silently and he shook his head.

"No, I'm going to hung up." He said and I shook my head out of disagreement.

"NO!" I mouthed widely and he smiled at me while saying goodbyes through the phone.

"What the fuck?! Why did you end the call?!" I angrily asked him while he took the first aid kit hurriedly.

"I'm going to heal your foot first." He said while pouring the alcohol directly into my wound.

I hissed in pain and started slapping his face.

"Argh! What the fuck?!"I cursed while reaching something to grip on.

"That's what you get for being an asshole to Y/N and being hungry for power." He said while using antiseptics for my wound, making me tear up a little bit.

"That hurts , Joonie." I whined at him and he started laughing at me.

"Still a whiny baby, kookie."He fakely cooed and I kicked him with my other foot.

"I fucking hate you so much! It fucking hurts hyung!" I screamed when he pressed down the wound.

"It hurts more than being left by Y/N, right?"