trapped for 72 hours.

7: Cause of Your Life

As soon as Jackson said that, I scowled.

I knew we had no choice but to follow him, it seemed that he might have had more people than us so I wouldn't have been able to fight them all to get through.

AND keep Koo safe while I'm at it.

"What are your names?" He asked.

"My name's Jungkook, and he's Taehyungie!" Jungkook told him, smiling at the stranger he strangely trusted with our identities.

I internally facepalmed: I had hoped to use fake names in case of any crimes we, well I, might commit and could get reported for.

"Well, nice to meet ya, but we can't chat here for long. We're not the only people here, and I ain't gonna risk my reputation to a few thugs around 'ere,"

He started walking towards the darkness as we followed and after bumping into a few things, we turned to see a large lighted area, fully furnished.

It looked almost like a home, just without the actual building.

"Boys! Get over here!" Jackson yelled, and five men came out from under the table and behind the couch.

"Jackson? Who the fuck are they?" One asked, giving me and Jungkook dirty looks.

"Oi, they're nice people, leave them alone Mark,"

This "Mark" guy stepped away, but didn't stop with the stares that I could tell was making Jungkook nervous.

I clicked my tongue at him, before hearing a squeal.

I turned, and saw a guy squeezing Jungkook's cheeks and cooing at him.

"AWWW, WHO IS THIS CHILD? HE'S THE CUTEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN!"

"Hey, Jinyoung hyung, back off, I think you're making the poor kid uncomfortable,"

Jinyoung took no notice and continued babying Jungkook, making all the guys roll their eyes.

"Yeah, anyway, this is Yugyeom, Bambam and Youngjae," Jackson pointed at every other guy.

"Bambam?" I asked, frowning at the foreign name.

"Oh, sorry, that's Kunpimook Bhiwakul,"

"It's okay, you can call me Dabdab accordingly," the guy smugly said, grinning at us.

"Yeah, and he's Mark," Jackson pointed at the hostile looking guy, who didn't say anything, only raising a pointed eyebrow at us.

"Well nice to meet you all," I said.

I wasn't really, I wanted to get the hell out as quickly as possible, but if I needed help and supplies, these people could help me.

"Oh no, this isn't all of us. Our leader, Jaebeom hyung went to go patrol the area as Jinyoung hyung saw some weird movement," Yugyeom said, chewing on crisps.

"Oh, right ok," I muttered, not really showing any sign of concern for Jaybomb or whatever his name was.

"Yall going a particular route? What's your story?" Jackson asked, and I noticed how that caught Mark's attention.

"Uhh, well..."

After explaining the whole story, I saw how Jackson and Mark walked over to the kitchen area to "discuss some personal matters".

Yugyeom, Jinyoung and Jungkook seemed to have hit it off pretty well and were playing dominoes on the floor in front of the TV, and a hint of jealously hit me.

Bambam and Youngjae, however, stayed with me on the couch.

"So... you like Jungkook, huh?" Youngjae said to me, smirking.

"What? No. You're... you're crazy! Me? Like Jungkook? Pffft..." I thought I pulled it off, until I saw a glint in Bambam's eye.

"Oh, good. 'Cause I think that he's my perfect type. As soon as I saw him, I wanted to just kiss those rosy lips. I wanted to hold that slim waist. I wanted to stroke his soft hair. I wanted to just own his hea-"

"OK! Listen here, Bambam, Jungkook's mine. Lay a hand on him, and I'll make sure you won't have one," I seethed through my teeth.

"HA! YOU ADMIT IT THEN!" I looked at them both, and they seemed to be laughing at their trick.

"Oh fuck you, yeah. Yeah, I do," at first, I frowned at their laughter, but soon I started chuckling then laughed with them.

"Yeah, anyways, I already have a boyfriend," Bambam said, a glimmer in his eyes as he looked into the distance.

I followed his gaze, and saw he was looking at... Jinyoung? No, he was looking at Yugyeom.

"And he's perfect. The perfect little bean,"

Youngjae looked at me and rolled his eyes, skimming his tongue across his teeth in boredom.

"He goes on about his little "bean", his little "petal" and his little "babyboy" at least twice a day. It's sickening, I tell you,"

I giggled at that, and looked over to the kitchen.

Jackson and Mark seemed to be in a heated argument over something, and I saw how Jackson whispered something in Mark's ear.

Mark went red at this, practically fuming, then stormed away into a seperate room, slamming the door behind him.

Jackson sighed, placing his hands on the counter and looking at his feet.

He spotted me staring at him, then smiled in reassurance. I saw past that smile though: I was used to fake happiness. I could see past them, and see how much pain they were in.

I stood up, walking over to him.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked, putting my hand on his elbow as I forced him to look at me.

He glanced at me, then sighed.

"Mark... He... he doesn't really trust you guys. Something happened the last time we took someone in, and I'm guessing it kinda messed him up a little. He has trust issues now, and I suppose that I am the cause of that,"

I frowned at the last sentence, and cleared my throat.

"Look, it's... it's not your fault. Or his. It's just the way the world works. Just go with it. Something good will come out of it in the end,"

I looked at Koo while saying that, and saw how he laughed with Yugyeom.

"Something really, really good. And whatever it is, it'll be the cause of your life,"

...
To be continued

Yugkook makes my heart go boom boom.

Baiiiiiiiii~ ♥