Unveiled
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Last published Tue, Dec 24, 2019
Two years after Yoongi has taken over Buleugi, now named Bangtan Sonyeondan, Jungkook wakes up from his coma in the morgue, ten minutes before he's scheduled to be placed in a coffin. Alone, cold, and out of time, Jungkook struggles to understand everything that's happened in the past two years.
Yoongi's taken over Buleugi, only it's no longer Buleugi; it's Bangtan Sonyeondan.
Jimin actually isn't dead.
Seokjin is being babysitted.
Oh, not to mention, his father's dead.
Wait, let's throw one more thing in there.
Seokjin's the one that killed him.
Of fucking course he was.
To add to the pile of news, Yoongi, apparently, has held a love for him. He'd had an epiphany when he'd heard about Jungkook's condition two years ago. Now, Yoongi is constantly confessing his undying love for Jungkook, showering the younger with gifts, love, and attention. Though Jungkook wants nothing more than to reciprocate his feelings, he's having a hard time.
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The therapist sighs as Jungkook sits before her with a blank gaze. It's twenty minutes into their third session and the therapist hasn't heard the man utter a single word. She pushes her glasses up and rubs the bridge of her nose between her forefinger and thumb.
"I can't help you if you don't tell me what'd going on, Jungkook," she starts, exasperated. "Like my mentor always said, 'You can't heal what you will not unveil.'" Jungkook nods and for the first time since the therapist has laid her eyes on the now 20 year-old, he speaks.
"I don't think I love him."
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"You looked at what was inside the SD card, didn't you?" Soomi deadpanned, your best friend knew your natural curious nature all too well. "Hehehe you know me so well." You cheekily laughed before grinning, knowing exactly what sort of lecture was heading your way. "(Y/N) YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T LOOK THROUGH OTHER PHOTOGRAPHERS SD CARDS, IT'S LIKE~." "Looking through someone's diary yes I know. Now, look at who's yelling." You sent her a playful smirk which only earned you a smack on the head in return. "If you know, why'd you do it?" She placed her left hand on her hip in a disappointed manner before you quickly wave your hands up in the air in denial. "Yes but that's not the point~." "WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT'S NOT THE POINT~." You quickly covered her mouth with the palm of your hand and hissed at the talkative girl. "LISTEN. There where these odd candid photos of important politicians and lawyers and such but the crazy thing is a few where killed DURING THIS PAST WEEK!" You yelped, further emphasising your point. "Nah that can't be, are you telling me this SD card is some kind of Hitlist or something?" Soomi quickly brushed off the crazy idea you had just pitched, she loved you but this idea was just too hard to believe. "YES, THAT'S EXACTLY- what I am saying!" . Begun: 11/3/2018 Concluded: 12/5/2019
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