Sorry for such slow chapters 😔 I don't have any ahead anymore and I have to write them weirdly 😖. Since I'm going to school now I'll be a little busier than usual 😢.
Also, it'd be nice if there were some comments so I could see if people are enjoying it or if they'res something that they would want to happen 👉🏽👈🏽🥺. I'll read them and think about it 😉. I could also find out how many people there are roughly reading this cause it actually says 83 all together at the moment 😳.
So~, on with the story hehe 😁!
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Jungkook
I feel lost.
I hurt him..an angel boy who did nothing to hurt me, I shoved him, made his bruises even worse but that wasn't the thing that meant the most.
I'd hurt his feelings, his precious little heart. Even after saying so many things, he doesn't deserve the hurt I still hurt him. Even worse than that..
I rejected him.
He's crying now, running away from me and I can't do anything.
"Go home Jeongguk!" Taehyung had yelled at me, but I couldn't, I couldn't leave him when he was crying hard and looked so weak.
But that's what he wanted right? Or was he just saying it..did he want to be comforted? I don't know..i don't know him well enough to guess that. He's so precious, I just don't want to hurt him.
"I won't..not until you're looked after and okay-" I started before he ran off, rushing into his house and slamming the door loudly, making me flinch.
He obviously didn't flinch or notice that I did either.
Third person POV
Taehyung had headed into his home, realising that the slam from the door had been loud when his mother came running over with a worried expression.
'Tae bear! What happened! Why are you covered in brui-'
She never got to finish signing before he ran upstairs, locking his door to his room and bursting into tears again as he rested his back against the door.
He would scream and cry, but what was the point..he couldn't even know what he was saying properly and would just embarrass himself even more.
He was out of his mind, covering his mouth as he cried loudly. His first day out from his coma and he'd had a shit day. At first it was good: it all went down from the café.
Jungkook was still standing in his garden, his heart breaking even more. He could see through Taehyungs window, even though he couldn't see the boy, he could definitely hear his cries.
They sounded so pained..
The little sobs that left his small body made him start to tear up too. It was clear that Taehyung did this a lot though by the way he cried..he'd been through too much for such a sweet innocent boy like him.
Jungkook couldn't bare to listen to it anymore as he knew he couldn't help. He started to run the other way, back to the hospital: his job. At first, people looked at him as if he were crazy, he could well be. But as it started to rain again, the sky dark and covered with clouds; others did the same.
Shit weather to suit his shit feelings. How poetic.
But at that point he didn't care, he didn't want to think of anything apart from the blue haired angel.
He was so distracted by his thoughts that he had barely registered the car coming quickly towards him as full speed as he crossed the road..
______________________________________I wrote quite a bit in 3rd person.. 👀
Should I continue to do mixed, third and first or one of the two? 🤧😳
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Fanfiction"He's deaf from birth Mr Jeon." Jeon Jungkook, a young doctor assistant, helps in the hospital when a coma patient finally wakes up. Yet he knows this blue haired angel: he couldn't forget him. And he won't let the pretty male forget him either. Ki...