Fucked Up Boyfriends || VMinKook

Grief

Published: 11.13.20

Trigger Warning: Death

  When I turned, it was as if my time had slowed down.

I could see the exact moment when Soomin dropped with a knife in her abdomen.

Standing just above her was the second man. For some reason, he looked shocked.

I was pulled back to reality harshly when a shriek came from the corner of the room.

It was so loud and desperate that it caused shivers to run through everyone's spines. While the two intruders were distracted, I punched them both hard enough to knock them out.

I huffed and panted for only a minute before I realized that Jungkook was still in the room, watching everything that had just happened.

When I whipped my head towards the corner where I left him, I found him by Soomin instead.

I had never felt dread hit me as hard as it did at that moment.

My knees shook as my mind suddenly realized exactly what had just taken place. My family was attacked, my son was almost killed, and my wife was bleeding out on the floor.

The worst part of it all.. My son, who hadn't even become seven yet, had witnessed everything.

Now, he sat next to Soomin, covered in her blood, eyes flowing with tears and hands shaking.

I burst into tears but held it back in favor of rushing to my family.

I called the cops and an ambulance, but I knew that they'd be too late to save Soomin.

I could tell that she knew it too.

She tried to assure us both that she loved us and that we shouldn't change just because she'd be gone.

Jungkook was a mess, but he didn't make a sound.

Soomin hugged us both the best she could.. until she couldn't anymore..

When her body went limp, I pulled her away carefully and laid her on the floor.

I pulled Jungkook into a tight hug and waited for the police to arrive. By the time they did, Jungkook was asleep in my arms.

The two intruders were taken into custody and I recognized them both.

Someone in RASFAW reported that they suspected a woman of abusing her two sons. Soomin was the person who rescued them both.

It turns out that it was the first time someone seemed to truly care for them and they both admired her a little too much for it.

The damage to their mental states caused by their mother made them both desperate for affection, one that they sought to get from Soomin.

They planned to get Soomin to themselves and it cost her her life.

I quit RASFAW the day I found out.

I pushed the blame to the organization. I thought that if it hadn't existed, then Soomin would still be alive.

I knew deep within that she'd still do whatever it'd take to save others, so it was pointless to think so, but I couldn't help it.

Jungkook, being traumatized at such a young age, had somehow forgotten everything.

The police suggested that I take him to a psychiatrist to help him work through everything that happened, but he was mute for an entire month.

It was in the middle of the second month that he started talking again, but we noticed quickly that his mind had blocked out the night of Soomin's death.

That night had affected him so much that his mind did whatever it could to allow him to heal.

I thought it was best that way, so I tried my best to keep him away from anything that could remind him of that tragic night.

I locked his bedroom so he couldn't get in, moved him into the guest bedroom on the same floor, and I never mentioned Soomin again.

I also started working more to keep us from going homeless.

Before I could even notice, I was distancing myself from Jungkook altogether.

As time flew by, Jungkook became more and more like his mother everyday, and it terrified me.

It was as if the universe had made an exact copy of Soomin.

Top grades, the best of the best, and expected to become an Alpha. He was so remarkably similar to Soomin that I began to expect too much from him.

I expected him to ace everything effortlessly and blamed him for causing fights with other students just as Soomin had.

I completely forgot that he wasn't Soomin, no matter how much I saw her in him- until just a few nights ago, when we had a fight.

[A/N]

  IMPORTANT!!

I've been having trouble writing because of business and I've decided to let a select few of my readers see and help me with the story drafts.

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I don't have a chapter finished for after this, so sorry if I don't post anything next time.

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