Watched | Taekook

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I'm seriously considering a second update for today. ^_^

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'Am I really doing this? Why am I doing this? I shouldn't be doing this.' Jungkook's mind was going wild, feeling the cold air hit his body.

5:30.

He was making his way to the direction sent to him. He was dubious about if doing this was the correct thing to do, so many possibilities were crossing his mind, and to be honest, none of them were very appealing to the young boy.

He recognized the location he was heading to. It was an old park no one went to, it looked abandoned to all senses, which didn't help his nerves at all.

It wasn't so far from his house, a good twenty minute walk and he would be there. The thing was that he didn't mind how long he had to walk for. No. That wasn't what he cared about the most in that moment.

He didn't know what was going to happen. Was he really going to see the face of the person who has been destroying his life for months? Was he going to finally find out who he was? Was this a joke?

He knew he wouldn't kill him, he didn't want to kill him. He wanted him to suffer. He wanted him to know how miserable his life had turned out. How unsafe he felt every passing second, knowing there was someone out there that was willing to do everything possible to have him begging him to stop.

So why was he doing this right now? Why did he want to meet with him? Why now? What was his intention? What did he plan to do once they were there?

He sighed, looking up at the sky. It always got to calm the poor and sleep deprived boy. The light blue color, the slowly moving clouds, the soft breeze, the sound of others walking down the streets, the faint sound of car beeping...

Jungkook breathed deeply through his nose, letting it all out through his mouth slowly, a vain attempt to calm down his increasing nerves as he approach the entrance of the deserted park.

Looking down at his wristwatch his heart rate increased.

5:43.

He sat down on a nearby wooden bench, feeling his body shiver slightly at the cold weather that surrounded him. Just seventeen minutes more, just seventeen minutes more.

That he was scared was the understatement of the year, how could he not? He was about to meet the man that tried to kill him a few weeks back. He still could feel the lingering hands on his neck, the horrible marks on his neck that he had to deal with for a week and a few days.

He was scared, but he also wanted to do this. For himself. Because he needed to know why. Why him? Why this?

His right foot tapped the concrete floor repeatedly after taking a seat on one of the nearby benches. It was getting near to six o'clock and Jungkook kept glanced behind him, to his right, to his left, feeling a knot create in his throat.

5:51.

'You can do this, you can do this, you can do this, you can do this...' Jungkook kept repeating in his mind as some kind of mantra. He tried to maintain collected, relaxed. But everything he tried was to no avail. He just couldn't. He was suffocating, he felt light headed as thoughts kept crossing his mind. Thoughts he really didn't need right now.

5:56.

"Come on..." He mumbled under his breath. This was it. He wasn't going to run away from this. He knew he was strong, and if something happened he would be able to put up a fight, probably. Maybe not win but he wasn't going to let some stalker knock him down easily. No way.