Give You Hell || j.j.k

21. A Series of Unfortunate Events (caused by stupid assholes)

(A/n: sorry for not posting for like a week! I'm lazy and had trouble with this chapter ngl... sorry it's so serious ik it gets boring but it'll soon be much more light hearted ☺️)
Jungkook let out a breath.
"I- I can't..." he shook his head.
I hung my head. "Please, Kook.."
"(Y/n), I really can't do that-"
"Just please! It's all I want from you!"
"I literally can't! If I bring him back, he's got the devil's touch!"
I groaned. "What the hell even is that?!"
"I have no fucking idea, (Y/n)! It's what they told me to never do!"
"They? What, your demon coaches?!" I taunted.
"The council, all of the higher up demons that taught me from when I became ruler. If anyone gets pulled from somewhere by acting ruler, something happens."
"What happens?"
"They... didn't tell me. But I know that it'll hurt Taehyung, and probably kill me."
I brought my hands to my eyes.
"(Y/n), please don't cry..." he whispered, in the softest voice I've ever heard from him.
I looked at him, bags under his eyes, shoulders low.
"It just hurts so bad.." I mumbled out, crumbling into myself.
He took a deep breath. "I can help you take the pain away, but afterwards I'll need your help."
I sniffled and looked to him.
"I don't have much power left, if I use anything else, then I'm practically human." I nodded. "I'd be less than human, actually. I'll be weak and sick for a while, but I promise that you won't feel this again."
I looked him in the eyes. "Is that our deal? If you take the pain, then I'm suffering in hell when I die?"
"No, this is an apology."
I waited a minute. "It's not your place to apologize, Kook."
———
"Hoseok, pick up!" Yoongi yelled in the airport bathroom.
"You've called me 10 times, what's so urgent?"
"Where the hell are you?! I called the home and they said you ran off?" He scolded.
Hoseok stayed silent. "Were you even there? At the funeral?"
Yoongi was now the quiet one.
"Your baby sister spoke at her dead boyfriend's funeral, and not one person she loved was there to support her."
"She had you, Hoseok."
"She was glaring holes into the back of my head so hard that I went to the fucking bathroom to cry!" He began to get hysterical. "She's lost her love. It went with him."
Hoseok wiped his face, remembering how she never ran dry of admiration for him. She was the closest thing he had to true family. He watched her grow up, and he was so protective of her as each day passed, and life became more real for her. He thought he could protect her, but he ran when she needed her knight in shining friendship bracelets...
"Why's that? Run away too?" Yoongi asked bitterly. "You're just like me, and now she's in trouble."
"What?" His instincts kicked in. "Where's Jimin?"
"Spain. I need you to come home."
He was silent.
"Hoseok, come home!"
"Namjoon and I stole the van and drove to Busan."
"YOU DID WHAT?!"
———
He couldn't do this anymore. They made him skip the funeral for a fucking dinner rehearsal. He never got to say goodbye to their second youngest brother.
"You have everything, sir?" The butler asked as Seokjin closed his closet for the last time.
"You've made sure that nobody can track me?"
"Yes, sir. Your parents have been informed of your "accident" and will be home shortly."
"Thank you, Mr. Kang. That'll be all."
———
"They stole the van?! Like, from the driveway?!" Jimin tried not to laugh as he annoyed everyone else on the plane home. "How'd the hell they get to Busan I'd neither of them have a license?!"
Yoongi took in a sharp breath. "Shit.."
"What?"
"The fucking car's unregistered! If they get pulled over, they're in jail, and have no way back!"
Jimin let out a snort at the misfortunate events.
"Jimin, my sister is in danger and I need everyone to get home. I need to get on a flight out to Busan to get them right now, so just go to Seokjin's house and catch him up."
Jimin's demenor changed. "Okay, I'm on my way."