Fucked Up Boyfriends || VMinKook

The Resulting Aftermath

Published: 11.24.20

  "I'm your son!"

Those three words hit me like a metal bat to the stomach.

It was only then I noticed the sadness and desperation that he was hiding all this time in the form of angry tears. He squeezed his eyes shut and yelled.

I could hear the faint shaking in his voice as he did.

He was panting by the time he finished, but when I tried to comfort him, he pushed me away.

"Don't touch me!"

The second he said that, my body moved on its own and jerked away.

There was a sudden pressure in the air that was forcing me to move away from him.

When he opened his eyes to reveal a glowing red shade in them, it was then that I noticed that his fangs and claws were out too.

I realized suddenly that he was using his Alpha dominance without knowing.

He must have seen something in my expression because he looked startled and turned, only to find his own reflection staring back at him from in the window.

He looked frightened as he took a step backwards in shock.

He looked like he was on the verge of a panic attack, so I tried to call out his name, but it was as if he couldn't hear anything.

The pressure in the air from before disappeared and I tried to pull him back into reality.

When he finally regained his senses, he looked to me in fear and dread as his face paled.

Before I could do anything, he ran, not stopping even when I called after him.

I tried to call his phone but it was turned off after two days and I got a call from his school saying that he didn't show up.

I started drinking from worry when I couldn't get into contact with him.

It only lasted for a day and a half until I walked out of the kitchen to find Jungkook blocking his nose from the scent of alcohol in the room.

He turned to me when I called his name and I quickly put the can of beer in my hand down before pulling Jungkook into an embrace and apologizing.

"Why? Did I do something wrong..? Did you blame me for mom..?"

Each question hit me, but the last one devastated me. I never realized that he'd think I blamed him for Soomin's death. It's all my fault for acting how I had.

His voice was so shaky and broken that I could feel the sadness and confusion radiating off of him. I hugged him just a bit tighter and tried to soothe him before directing him to the stairs.

Once he was near the top, I pulled out my phone and called a friend of mine, who connected me to someone else.

We decided to meet the next day to discuss something.

I was restless that night as I couldn't stop thinking about Jungkook's question. "Did you blame me for mom..?"

My heart broke everytime it repeated in my head.

I blamed the RASFAW Project for her death, but on the inside, I blamed myself too.

If I had paid more attention to everything going on around me, we might've avoided the whole situation, or at least prevented Soomin from taking a knife to the stomach in place of me.

I couldn't fall asleep, no matter how hard I tried.

During those never ending hours, I thought back to everything that's happened since Soomin's death. I found myself constantly scolding myself.