°emphasis on a word.
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He gazed sadly at the hospital, heart clenching at the memory of her, of losing her. He aggressively wiped his tears away at the sad memory as he watched the detective exit the mental facility. They were getting closer.
Soon, they'd know the truth.
But it didn't matter now, not anymore.
Tomorrow Jungkook would be dead, and they'd be too late to save him.
~❇~
The members prepared to leave for a meeting at the company before attending an interview. Jungkook was told that at the end of the Love Yourself Tour, they were given a couple months break in order to grieve for his loss, but now, with that time up, and having to keep things as normal as possible for now, they had to return to work.
The meeting was to discuss their plan of action, what they were to say, etc, before they faced the media and public again. they were going to continue to keep Jungkook's return to the land of the living a secret until the danger to him was over, so they, and the company, had to decide how to respond to any and all questions regarding his "death", and if, they intended to continue without him or not, and no doubt Jaekuk would be mentioned, and what role, if any, he would play in BTS' future.
One by one they said their goodbyes to their maknae, treating him as if he were a child they were leaving home alone for the first time. Jungkook thought it was kinda funny, but he understood and didn't really mind, Jungkook gladly accepted each hug given to him from his hyungs.
With a promise to return home bearing delicious food for dinner that evening, they left the dorm, Taehyung lingered a bit longer, placing a sweet kiss upon his boyfriends lips, receiving a bunny smile in return, before following the others out.
If they had known they were leaving their bunny to the wolf, they never would've left.
~❇~
BTS entered the studio, bowing to the interviewer in greeting before taking their seats in preparation of the upcoming interview. They were each handed a mic by a member of the news staff just as the producer announced they'd be live in moments.
"We're on-air in five, four, three, two..."
He lowered each finger as he counted down aloud, silently counting one before gesturing they were now live.
And so the whole world watched as the first interview of Bangtan Sonyeondan, after the death of their maknae, began.
~❇~
Jae came home to find a small package in front of his door.
Odd, he wasn't expecting anything.
He picked up the package, examining it for a moment before unlocking his door and carrying it inside.
He sat the package on the small dining table before proceeding into the kitchen, putting away the small amount of groceries he purchased during his outing. That task complete, he moved back toward the dining table and package resting atop it's surface.
Jae carefully began to open the box, curious to see it's contents. Inside was a manila envelope, and what appeared to be a diary of some kind. He removed both items from the box, placing the diary on the table, and proceeding to open the envelope. He carefully pulled out the document within, noting it was a birth certificate, °his birth certificate, only there was something strange about it. His father's name was missing, and, where his mother's name should've been, was instead, his sister's. Confused, he set the certificate down and reached for the diary. As he opened the cover a folded sheet of paper, about the size of a post card, with his name scrawled on it's surface greeted him. Taking the note, he returned the diary to the table before unfolding and reading the contents of the letter.
Jae began to shake, his heart pounding so hard he could hear it in his ears like a drum, his eye's widened in shock and fear at what he was reading.
He began to cry uncontrollably as he ran out his front door, leaving it wide open in his haste and headed for BTS' dorm at a full out run, sheer panic coursing furiously through his veins and mind.
Jae continuously wiped at the tears that blurred his vision as he ran, people forced to move out of his way or get bowled over in his mad race to his destination. Some looked at him strangely, while others yelled at him to be careful, or to outright curse at him for nearly trampling them, but he paid them no heed. Yanking his phone from his back pocket, and shoving the note he realized he unconsciously still held onto, into his front pocket, he quickly sped dialed a familiar number.
Ring......
Ring......
Ring......
"Come on. Come on, please."
Ring......
Ring......
Ring......
"Please, pick up the phone."
Ring......
Ring......
Ring......
"Tae, pick up the phone, please!"
Ring......
Ring......
Ring......
-CLICK-
<We're sorry, the number you're trying to call cannot be reached at this time. Please leave your name and number after the beep.>
"NO!"
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New chapter for you guys!
Hope you like it, and sorry it took so long, but I had a very hard time figuring this chapter out😥.
Maybe it's getting harder to write cause it's ending, I don't know...but thanks for being patient.
Borahae💜💜💜
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أدب الهواةJungkook has been dead for two years and Bangtan has moved on with Jaekuk, who was the original maknae of the world renown idol group before they debuted, taking his place. But what if the members suddenly find out that everything they knew, was a l...
