Took 18 chapters, but the Jungkook arc starts here 😌
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"What do you mean they're not here?" Jungkook asked as the pile of clothes in his hands grew in size as I threw every piece of his clothing at him. "I mean Yoongi left like he does when he can't handle himself!" I chucked another item into his arms. "Jimin's probably with him!" Another shirt. "And Hoseok lost one of the only family members he had!" I picked up the pink hoodie from the day we went to the mall. "So I'm alone! I'm alone because of you!" I threw it as hard as I could before falling to the floor. "(Y/n), can you please-" "Get your stuff and leave." I sat there on the floor, and he looked around the room, and back to me. It was disgusting, with all the snacks and wrappers strewn about and not one real food in sight. He noticed how pale I was, and saw how my hair hadn't been washed in a week. He sighed as I stared under my bed, empty, as I zoned out, replaying everything over and over like I had been doing. The next moment I returned to reality, I could see the floor to my room and my bed was made. I could hear the sound of the stove downstairs, and for a minute pretended that it was Seokjin cooking breakfast, and that Taehyung was downstairs with the other boys as they all yelled for me to get ready faster. I smiled, breathing in the smell. Of smoke. It smelled like smoke. Jungkook was burning the house down. I scrambled to my feet after contemplating if it was really worth it to get up, and rushed downstairs to see the lord of the underworld sitting with his knees to his chest in fear on the kitchen island, as the eggs on the stove lit up in flames that reached halfway to the ceiling. "You dumb bitch!" I yelled as I grabbed the lid to the pot, yes pot, that he was using to cook the eggs. I placed it skillfully over the fire and it died down, the boy fearfully putting his foot down on the floor like it was cold water. "You!" I turned and he immediately reverted back to fetal position on the counter. "You kill my boyfriend and then try to burn me to death?!" "I didn't mean to." "I know that you didn't want to burn my house down, but the fact that you're even here-!" "I didn't want to hurt Taehyung. I loved him like a brother, (Y/n). I knew he was right for you from the moment I saw you two together, and it seemed like I hated him but I didn't." That was partially true. He couldn't care less about him and I together, but he did admire Taehyung. He didn't reek of hell like most other people did. He liked that, and he didn't want to hurt him to get that, no matter how much he needed to get home. I began wracking sobs again. "I know... I know you did. It's just so fucking real. I want someone to blame cause I feel like if I don't then..." I tried to wipe my tears but they kept going. "I don't know, okay? I lost the person I was gonna try and spend my life with. "Blame the driver. Blame the speeding limit, blame the moon for not being bright enough that night! Keep blaming me, but please know that it's not your fault." I was conflicted, staring at the boy who seemed just as human as the rest of us, but he was the farthest thing from it. "I need to lay down." ——— I woke up to the smell of soup, and pulled myself away from the human sized tiger plushie that laid across my bed. I turned and saw the source of my hunger. "I don't know how to heat soup so I used myself. Shower please." The note read and I turned over, angry. But the smell made my stomach twist and turn in excitement. For now, the moon was good enough to blame. I took a long hot shower, and laid on my bed with hY hair drying as I sorted out my jewelry, all of the necklaces and earrings that Taehyung gifted me. They were all cheap, but he would give some sappy meaning behind them every time. I heard the front door open, my mind instantly going to Yoongi. I got up and poked my head down the stairwell, seeing Jungkook walking into the kitchen with a bag of groceries in each hand, and one behind him, clutched in a spade tipped tail. I did a double take, not seeing his tail in months. He was so insecure about it, but it was so easy to tease him about it... The struggle of assholery was a real issue. "Ko- Jungkook?" I asked into the air, and he responded a second later. "Did you shower?" He asked. "Yeah?" "Oh thank god..." he sighed. "I'm just putting away the stuff I bought. Just... lay down or something." "...alright." I paused. "Thanks." I quietly said. "What was that?" Jungkook asked. "Nothing!" I shouted as I turned to my room. He smiled to himself as he placed the apples in the fruit bowl. "You're welcome.."
