Red and Violent ✔️

Chapter 39: Deciet

When Sejin woke you up in the airplane when you landed Jungkook was already gone. You looked at his empty seat trying to plead with it. You looked at Sejin angrily.

"Don't fucking touch me." You spat.

"Oh! That was not expected." He raised his eyebrows.

"You look sexy though." You physically and audibly cringed.

You looked behind Sejin to find Taehyung standing there watching you. You didn't know when he came back in and what he heard. He was shaking his head as he grabbed his AirPods. You looked at Sejin in dismay. You wanted to spit at him. Too much damage control will have to be done after such an incidence.

"Are you going to hold my hand or what?" He reached for yours.

"That would be unnecessary." You slapped it away and stood up. You got a bit dizzy because that's what normally happens after you take your sedatives. You had to hold to his hand for support.

"See? You needed it anyways." He held on tight and walked you out of the plane.

The ride to the hotel was, of course, with him.

"Look at this!" He said excitedly and put his phone out for you to read the tweets.

'Sejin and that girl are extremely cute together. Look at her getting shy and looking at the floor.'

'At least that's not one of our boys'

"It's working like magic." He smirked.

You sighed and stayed silent. All you were thinking of right now was Jungkook. You ran into the hotel to find Namjoon sitting there. Like he was waiting for you. He stood up and approached you.

"Kaesolin, don't go to Jungkook, now. He's too angry." He warned you.

"Will leaving him in that state be worth it, though? Where is he staying?" Namjoon sighed and told you where his room is. He knew that reasoning with you would be useless.

You ran up leaving him and Sejin behind. Sejin seemed to be indifferent and he acted like nothing happened. He walked past Namjoon like nothing happened.

"Get ready for the concert." He said, smug.

You knocked your special knock and you heard nothing from the inside. You put your ears on the door to hear any rumbling. You heard slight movement and you couldn't tell if it was him or this was your hopeful imagination. You knocked twice then decided it's time to speak.

"Jungkook, I can explain. Please don't shut yourself out. We need to sort it out." You said it and left it lingering in the air.

You breathed heavily and started cursing under your breath. You swore that in your next life you'll search for Sejin and kill his soul so he never comes back to existence.

You knocked once. Twice. You put your head on the door and gave up.

"Jungkook?" You muttered breathlessly. You heard footsteps and your heart picked up its pace and your lungs roared like a racing car. The footsteps stopped.

"Jungkook?" That was the last time you called for him. You were about to leave when he opened the door. He interrupted you before you could say anything.

"I don't want to talk. Please, don't come here unless I'm fit enough to talk to you." He said soullessly.

He was about to close the door but you put your feet in. You entered the narrow hall. He sighed heavily.

"Kaesolin! Just leave!" He said sternly, trying to curb himself from shouting. His fists clenched so hard they started to lose color.

"I don't want to look you in the face." He said as controlled as he could.

"Jungkook, what's wr—"

"You are not going to fucking ask what's wrong! You're not!!" He hit his fists to the wall and looked at you with fury burning into his eyes. He was gritting his teeth so hard and you saw his jaw clenching.

"Kaesolin! Leave! I don't want to shout at you!" He shook his head. You felt his restraint.

"Why not shout, Jungkook?" You asked, not waiting for the answer. "Is it because you don't want to hurt the emotionally fragile girlfriend you have?" You started shouting between muffled tears.

"Shout at me, Jung-fucking-kook! I'm not a straw of hay!" You screamed as you pushed him. You knew that was the reason. His eyes were avoiding you. He didn't shout.

"I don't want to look at your face." He whispered. You were still pushing him to the wall.

"Then fucking don't." You said as you released him. You moved away and turned around to leave. You wanted him to hold on to your hand and shout at you. You wanted him to scream everything going on in his head.

"What happened that night?" He said word by word.

"Nothing." You mumbled turning back and looking at him.

"Then tell me! Why was he holding your hand like he's been holding it for years! Why was he holding it?" He moved forward and that gave you a scare and you walked back to hit the wall.

"He likes me," you started and immediately knew that that was the worst thing to lead with.

"He? Likes? You?" He started walking step by step and you went harder against the wall. The words and his way of stating them implied many things you tried to avoid believing. "So, you held his hand?"

"Please, let me explain." You moved forward into his chest and put your hands on it. He flinched away.

"There's nothing to explain." He said leaving you behind and went into the room.

"Sejin is playing a game.." you started explaining.

"Sejin wouldn't play fucking games, Kaesolin. I've known him since my childhood!"

"You don't trust me?" You shuddered.

"I trust him more, that's what I mean." He laid on bed. You were standing at the end of it as he gave you his back.

"Okay." You said defeatedly and went out. You closed the door silently and walked out to your room. You called Sejin.

"I need you to go and explain things to Jungkook, Sejin." You ordered.

"Well, there's nothing I can explain that you can't, right?"

"Sejin, this doesn't feel right."

"Feels right to me." He hung up.