bts x jungkook oneshots <3

⚠️wings - taekook

-angels au
-bullying
-self harm
-self hatred
-suicide attempt
-death
-this is really slowburn to begin with but it's still taekook i swear hehe

we going ✈️✈️ angsty hours

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jungkook's life turned upside down on his fifth birthday. it was finally his presentation day, (aka the day his wings come through) and his family were hosting a huge party.

the five year old looked around in adoration at all the adults with gorgeous white wings. he was beaming with excitement - jungkook had been desperate for wings since his older brother presented three years ago. he could see it now - himself standing proud and tall with two glorious wings sprouting out his back - his mother told him he'd be the most handsome angel of all.

the clock struck seven and jungkook was ushered to the front of the room, his shirt was removed and his family stood around and waited for the magic to happen.

just like something out of a horror movie, thunder boomed outside and lightning struck - rain began to pour and jungkook became anxious.

all of a sudden, an unbearable pain surged through the child, making him scream.

"jungkook! what's wrong?" has father yelled above the noise from outside. "could it be his wings?" his mother asked, looking at her son with concern in her eyes.

"they're not supposed to hurt, jimin's never did." he said worriedly, thinking back to their eight year old son's presentation day.

jungkook let out another scream when a wing finally sprung out from his back.

there was a chorus of shocked and terrified gasps, jungkook's head pounded.

the second wing came with no warning, sending the five year old tumbling backwards.

"he's a monster! get away from him!"

jungkook stood up and turned around slowly to see two enormous, pitch black wings stood on his back - towering over the child's height.

people were screaming, his mother was crying.

"daddy! what's going on? what's wrong with my wings?!" he screamed, terrified of the giant things on his back.

"oh my god, i can't believe it! not him - why our son?! why make him a devil!?" his mother cried out to the heavens, bowing her head deeply.

"t-they're just the wrong colour! i'm not bad!" the child screeched, looking around for someone to help or comfort him.

he ran up to his grandfather and threw his tiny body into his arms. "grandad, what's wrong with me?" he asked, through his sobs.

his grandad cleared his throat and averted his gaze , not daring to look his grandson in the eyes.

"you're a dark angel, jungkook - a black swan."

x

ten years later and people still treated him the same. he was known as an outcast. he was unwanted, a devil - a monster.

everyone had one of two opinions on him. they either hated or feared him.

jungkook didn't want to be alive - he never did. just two months after he presented his mother packed her bags and ran away. his dad stayed with him and still looked after him, but their relationship was far from perfect.

his older brother was the one person in the world he could trust. jimin loved him, understood him and most importantly - wasn't afraid of him.

school was utter hell, ironically.