"People ruin their lives by their own foolishness and then are angry at the Lord."     Proverbs 19:3

"It has just been released that worldwide Pop star, Raven, is going on a hiatus."

"Soloist, Raven, recently has been released by his company Oasis on his hiatus due to mental health issues."

"Oasis Entertainment announces Soloist Raven is on a temporary hiatus after the tragic death of his parents early this month."

"Raven will be making his last performance at the Christmas Charity Event before his hiatus."

Jungkook browses through his twitter feed, that's flooded by the news after Oasis released the statement about his hiatus. The media were not aware of his parents death, but of course if he's going on a hiatus, they need more details as to why to add more depth to his story. Didn't take long for hashtags to spread around in trends, showing their comfort and support - but Jungkook didn't look at those.

He only focused on the comments saying he's a little bitch who stopped doing music after the incident instead of using that pain to make more music.

Some declare that's what he deserves for his demonic concepts.

Others saying he's going to hell with them. 

The list continues, a never-ending stream of hateful comments. Jungkook couldn't stop reading it, and he didn't want to stop either. Reading it helped fuel his empty heart, confirming all the things that he already was thinking about himself. It helps making him not feel shit, especially when he wanted to.

And today.... He definitely was emotionally provoked to unleashing something.

Not too long ago, he received a call from the hospital where his parents and brother were taken to, specifically with updates on his brother.

"Your brother had no severe injuries from the incident. Not a single inch of his body was touched, besides a few cuts and bruises, but his body doesn't seem to be taking the medication well from the hospital. We don't understand as to why since we've even checked him for allergies, and he's not allergic to anything. If this keeps happening, he will enter a coma and we're not sure of his chances of survival."

Jungkook had to find a distraction. He felt his throat clench up and his chest began to burn - he just had to feel something other than that. So, he snorted a line of cocaine - to which he's running low on by this point - and referred to going on his Twitter, reading the hateful comments. It worked numbing the feelings down, even if his brother's face is all he could think about.

Now he is left staring out the wall window after being satisfied enough with all that he has read, the reflection gazing back to the empty oasis of his orbs - revealing the giant flakes of snow falling from the night sky; Allowing the emptiness to accept his brother's case after what the doctor had said.

Of course his brother would be a complicated case, he always was.

The main reason being is because apparently when he was born, he was born special. Jungkook's mom gave birth to him naturally at home, and she never took him to the hospital, nor did she get him checked out.

Actually, their neighbor - Yoona, who just so happened to have been a doctor - was there to help her deliver the child. During that time, they didn't have the money, or the insurance, for medical treatment to anything at all. They were practically scraping for food by that point, they didn't even have enough to take care of Jungkook as it is.

And Jungkook's parents were fearful that the government would start to charge them more for their housing and other expenses because of the family size, and they didn't want to give Yeosang up either - so they raised him in silence.

Jungkook was forbidden to talk about him to anyone, and if the topic came up about his family, he had to always say he's an only child. All the books Jungkook used for school were kept, helping Yeosang while growing up since he wasn't allowed to go to a public school.

The only one who knew of his birth was the doctor who helped Jungkook's mom when she went into labor, but the doctor never spoke a word about it. Dr. Yoona would give Yeosang his yearly checkups at home - even if she herself was going against a lot of regulations and laws to do this. However, she understood the Jeon's financial instability and their struggle during that time.

Jungkook didn't grow up in the wealthiest area, more like the deepest trenches of the countryside - where it was difficult to find a proper job and afford even a decent medical insurance. When Jungkook decided to go to Seoul as a trainee, they were fortunate enough since Jungkook would get paid for his presence there - and it was enough for their parents to sustain themselves, even opened up their own kimchi shop.

But Yeosang was still kept in the dark, until now.

The police have been investigating the case, from the car accident to now his existence in general. Jungkook has found home in then police station by how often he has visited there to be questioned on this situation. Not like there's much to be done now since Jungkook's parents are dead, and Jungkook is just a sibling.

Not once did Jungkook ever mentioned about Dr. Yoona though, she would lose her job over something like this.

So, they registered Yeosang into the system and now, under the law, Jungkook is the legal guardian of him once he's released from the hospital. Not like he needs a guardian, he's eighteen after all, but for now it'll be Jungkook's responsibility to have him attend school and take care of him - well, that was the plan.

After that phone call, who knows if it's something that'll come into existence.

Jungkook grips the phone tightly, his eyes growing colder as the ice falling from the sky. He's back to feeling nothing, just like what he has been doing for this long period of a time since he's been off work - nothing.

The times he would go to rehearsal would only be for a few minutes, right before giving off a pitiful excuse that he needed to go. The lyrics are now even more difficult for him to sing. He gets all choked up and he remembers his dad specifically - who knows why - and then the reality he's been denying reaches into his head that they're no longer here, and to force it away he has to excuse himself.

He can never last too long in there or anywhere for the matter, and he has found comfort in his lonesome apartment to feel nothing. It's not so bad, has made him realize how better off he is alone.

As his CEO promised, he did sign Jungkook up for therapy, and perhaps to not aggravate his boss off, he did go. Once. But it only pissed him off when she asked him to talk about how he felt about his parents' death.

Hearing that sentence pissed him off.

Everything about her pissed him off.

So, he never went again.

Since that day, he also hasn't heard from Karma. Perhaps somewhere deep down inside, Jungkook knows what he did was wrong, and he could feel guilty about it, but he doesn't.

He doesn't care about anything, and he's still angry.

He's just angry, all the time.

Hasn't change, probably won't either.

Yet the last thing he was expecting was for a visitor on this lonely day.

In the midst of the storm purging in Jungkook's head, he heard his doorbell - signaling that someone is outside. Jungkook doesn't get visitors, unless it's a distracting visitor, but he hasn't reached out to anyone to come over for a distracting time so he really has no idea who it could be. 

It wouldn't be Namjoon since he would always text him before stopping by.

A part of Jungkook hoped it'd be Karma - as toxic as it sounds. Sure, Jungkook's pissed off at him - perhaps even has proclaimed to hate him for whatever reason - but Karma was the only person around Jungkook who was tolerable.

He was a big distraction, and now he's not here.

However, Karma isn't so toxic - unlike Jungkook. If he's angry by what Jungkook said about him, he won't be crawling on his door for attention.

He has a spine after all.

The doorbell rings again and Jungkook sighs, getting up from the floor and strides across his living room and kitchen, reaching the door and pushes it open.

Now this is surprise.

Standing there on the other side is a familiar woman, the one Karma introduced him to the day of his release party.

And unexpected visitor.

Minnie.

Narrowing his eyes in sudden confusion, Jungkook looks past her to see if Karma is with her, but she's completely alone.

"I asked Namjoon for your address when I accompanied Karma to one of his shows," He flickers his eyes back to her, "I hope you don't mind."

Jungkook doesn't know what to say, much less how to react since he's not close to Minnie at all - only has heard based on the details that Karma has shared with him, which also consists of Jungkook being a jerk in return.

Does Karma even know she's here?

Blinking back to her for a moment, Jungkook realized how she's still out there with a big jacket in the cold, so he let his politeness take hold since he's not entirely an asshole, extending the door wider, "You may come in."

Minnie seemed a bit hesitant upon the gesture as she glances from the door and then to Jungkook, but she takes a deep breath with her head up and steps inside. She removes her shoes by the door and puts on indoor shoes that Jungkook offered her while removing her jacket, just as Jungkook leads her to the living room but goes to the kitchen quickly to get her some hot water for her quivering body.

Many things are rushing through his head in this very moment, and he's not sure why he's doing so much to make her feel comfortable. He's usually not like this with most guest, but then again, they usually get to the point, and it doesn't take long for them to find his bed and for them to get started. 

For some reason, Minnie's presence sightly shackles him to be on his good behavior - as submissive as it sounds. She just has that presence that demands respect and to please, almost like walking around thin ice. 

However, there's something in Jungkook's head the made the wheels turn in a different direction, one that made him fall into a dark realization.

She's Karma's girl.

Karma. 

Since Karma wants to go around and succeed so well with many opportunities for his fame, Jungkook can take the one thing he was so happy to have.

Minnie.

If he can just seduce her and have them sleep together, it'll destroy him.

Afterall, with fame comes scarifies, love doesn't exist in this agency.

Jungkook is a perfect example of that.

So, it's his turn.

Jungkook returns to the living room with both mugs and the devious plan in his mind. Minnie gives him a quiet gratitude when she takes the mug while moving her siren eyes around the room silently. Jungkook was just about to sip his own hot water once he sat on the couch across from her, but then he stopped just for a moment to stare at her. He gazes to her expressive eyes that somehow seem to hold the nebulas of the galaxy, her long raven hair flowing down her spine in waves like ink swirling through paper. The way she's sitting upright with her legs closely pressed together, almost like a polite child listening to the instructor - showing she has been raised to make sure her appearance with her manners is clear to anyone who sees her. 

She's delicate as she holds the mug, especially when she moves her lips to dry them from the wetness of the water, right before snapping her eyes to meet Jungkook's stare.

Somewhere in Jungkook's heart skipped a beat, and quickly the idea on seducing her didn't sit well with him. 

Even if his inner dark voices are telling him otherwise.

He gulps dryly, putting his mug down and decided to get to business, "So, I'm assuming you're not here for a heart-to-heart conversation, especially considering you went through the trouble in finding where I live and came here in the middle of a winter storm outside. I don't want to waste your time, so let's get to the point."

Minnie's feet are rubbing against each other from the slippers, rubbing the cup almost nervously before she clears her throat, taking another quick sip of her mug before starting, "Karma told me about what you said about him to your CEO," She starts off, provoking a slow perk of an eyebrow from Jungkook since - how is that any of her business, "You have no job, no friends, and no family. No doubt in denial to how things are going, right?"

Jungkook tilts his head to the side with a sarcastic smile, but Minnie continues, "I came here to tell you that you will return to Oasis Entertainment, and you will terminate your contract," What? "You will continue to practice for the Christmas Charity Event, with no label to represent. That's it."

.....

......What?

Is this woman out of her damn mind?!

To quit?! That's all she came here for?! To tell him to quit??

Oh, Karma must've put her up to this. 

There's no other logical way she's that comfortable storming into his apartment to tell him this bullshit.

Jungkook blinks at her slowly, unsure if she's being entirely serious or is just fucking with him at this point because - who just does that?! And so confidently?! To a stranger she only met once!?

Seeing how moments have passed and she still didn't twitch a reaction, she must be serious. So, Jungkook puts his mug down on the coffee table between them, looking at her dead in the eye, "You're bold in wasting your time coming here, telling me what do to -"

"You were already thinking of it," Minnie retorts calmly back, "This place isn't for you, and they never allow you to embrace your passion. You've been wanting to quit for a while, but never found the excuse to since you think you owe it to yourself after everything you've done to stay. And I'm telling you right now, go to the Oasis building and terminate your contract."

Now Jungkook stares at her hard, unsure on understanding her motives here. He can't call her bullshit on that because it's not. Jungkook always had a little voice in the back of his head telling him to quit. All the things he started off in the agency of things he wanted to do was quickly shifted along the way, losing all those desires and dreams he always was focused on since the agenda just changed. He had hope things would change the more he was in the industry, but it never did.

Minnie isn't wrong, how she knows this is beyond his understanding since he has never spoken about this to anyone - not even Karma.

Unless she just has amazing observation skills with just one meeting.

Instead of fighting back, as he'd usually would do, Jungkook didn't have it in him to argue over something this pointless, so he grimaces, "So you're telling me to just go and quit? You do realize this apartment is being provided by them, right? I have an album close to be releasing and I'll lose.... Everything. I already have nothing; I'll end up in the streets."

"No, you won't," Minnie says back, "You're not alone, even if you think you are. Sometimes having nothing is the start to having something. You lose to gain, and this time, to gain what's yours the right way."

She sounds very confident in this, it's cute.

But that's just now how the real-world works. 

She wants him to go into this blindly, Jungkook doesn't go by risky chances.

Sarcastically Jungkook chuckles, a hand on his chin, "And what? You're going to help me get a new life? Start over? Tame the broken?"

Minnie lips pressed tightly together, sensing the clear mock in Jungkook's voice, "I wouldn't be here if I didn't think you could be in a better path. You know this, we both do."

"And why go through this trouble over someone you don't know?"

"I... Don't know," Minnie's are now in a conflicting storm as she answers this, her voice not reaching this haunting tone that even sent shivers down his spine, "I woke up with it in my head, and it didn't leave me alone for the past week. I even had a dream of you, where you needed my help, but in my dream, you were a child. I don't know if that was God's way to guide me to you or -"

"Hold on," Oh this gets better, "You came here because you thought God sent you?"

"He did."

"You've got to be joking-"

"Just trust me on this -"

Jungkook has to laugh, this time too bitterly, "I'm so fucking tried of trusting people, that's my problem," He snaps in a venomous tone, "I have enough religious people trying to fix me, and let me tell you, it's a disappointment to them. You expect me to believe in someone who allowed all this to happen? My brother is dying in the hospital as we speak, a kid who barely got to grow up in a proper environment. I lost my job because this shit fucked me up and I can't go back until I'm somehow fixed, and I'm alone. I have nothing. Now why would God do that? Hm?"

Minnie edges closer to him, her fingers crossing with this pleading yet gentle stare in her eyes, "To bring you closer to him Jungkook," She says carefully, "God always wanted you to be with him, but you strayed too far away love. Sometimes God takes away what we take for granted, in that way we learn to be more grateful."

So many fucking excuses, Jungkook is going crazy by this point with the vagueness. 

He's not about to get into this conversation, it's annoying him by this point.

He gets up from his seat, "I think you should go. Maybe talk to Karma about this, he was a church boy after all. Could use it for his concept."

And he goes for the door to escort her out, but then Minnie says something that froze him mid-way in his tracks.

"I lost my family too."

Silence, a piercing and edging silence.

Jungkook felt a nerve twitch in his head, his teeth gritting tightly just like his fist as the words echoed in his head of the audacity of what she just said.

She.... Did.... Not -

Aggressively turning around, Jungkook narrows his eyes, "Do I look like a fucking pity party to you!? Don't do bullshit me now -"

"I was fifteen years old, and we were in our house Christmas Night, the night anniversary of Jesus's birth -"

"Don't try -"

"And a drunken woman set our house on fire because she wanted to see light," Minnie's bites those words like a vicious wound still bleeding, just like the pools in her eyes, "A firefighter saved my life, but my parents, my baby sister, and my older brother weren't saved. But I was."

A broken crack escaped her voice to her painful confession, the fierce rage and pain so vulnerable yet so raw behind those eyes that it forced a feeling to anyone who witnesses it. The guilt of still being alive. The pain of her family being ripped away from her, from one day to the night of a special day.

A memory she has tried so hard to accept, yet still feels the burn of the scar so fresh like an open wound.

It takes so much bravery to be able to go back to that moment of complete despair and relive it your own head, yet she's being vulnerable for him, to show him it's okay to feel how he feels.

To be vulnerable.

Jungkook feels the wound in her heart. The scar engraved in her soul.

It opened his own wound he tried to ignore.

Jungkook didn't even realize when the tears pooled his own eyes, not until Minnie strides towards him and softly wipes a tear that escaped with her shakily hand.

Her warm, trembling touch.

However, she didn't stop, she kept her head high, "I was saved. I'm alive, and I spent so many years wondering why? What did my parents ever do? What did my siblings ever do to deserve this? But then I learned that God isn't always the one acting alone. God is compassion, loving, and just, and the Devil corrupts, manipulates, and tries to drive us away from God. And it worked since I hated God."

Jungkook's lips pulled to a painful scowl, just as Minnie takes a deep breath, her own tears gliding down her cheeks despite the firmness of her expression, "Sometimes God saves us from something worse yet to come. I learned a little after down the line that my older brother was messing around with the wrong crowd, and they were after him because he stole money from them because we didn't have much. My baby sister was dying from a failing kidney, and my parents were suffering financially. They were dying, in their own way, yet it was torturing since they were never happy."

Minnie lips managed to break into a weak smile, nodding to herself as she accepts that reality, "And now they're saved from such tragic endings. They're with Jesus, and not suffering anymore from what caused them so much pain. They suffered being here, and God saved them from the worse that could've happened to them. At least, that's my food for thought."

How can she think like this?

How is she able to be this accepting?

They're not here, but in some way, she's right.

This world is a suffering storm of torture, that they're no longer suffering in. 

Their battle ended to save them.

Slowly Minnie places her hands on Jungkook's trembling shoulders, staring at him in the eye, "Let God in."

Painfully Jungkook shook his head, "No."

"Why?"

"He's not real."

Minnie frowns deeply, patting his shoulder blade, "That's okay if you don't believe," Minnie whispers, meaning it, "But he believes in you, and he sees your pain. I wouldn't be here if he didn't. He's trying to save you because he's not done with you yet."

Jungkook frowns, looking away from her, "I don't need saving. I don't deserve it."

Gently she guides his face back to look at her, meeting her tender stare, "You deserve a lot more than you think," She says back, "For a moment I want you to believe that God is real, just for one single moment, and I want you to tell him everything you're feeling."

The words pondered in Jungkook's head, unsure how to feel about it since it's pointless an delusional, but Minnie only closes the distance between them and hugs him tightly.

A hug....

It's been a while since he's been given a hug. 

"Close your eyes, and just speak. I promise, he'll listen."

Jungkook lips twitches to her soft voice, feeling his blood boil as he thinks about those words in his head, and allows himself to fall into that delusion, since he has a lot to say.

"How could you do this to me?"

More and more flashes of his parents' bodies flew like a deck of cards before his eyes, his eyes burning as he thinks about how they're no longer here anymore, "They believed in you - My mom started to believe in you. How do you expect me to even believe if you have done nothing but hurt me?"

He can't call his mom.

He can't hold his dad.

He can't hear them laugh

Slowly Yeosang's face transitioned in his head, a hiccupping whimper coming out of his lips now as the emptiness settles in, "And then my brother, an innocent boy who doesn't even know what it's like to live a life, you're going to take him too, hm? It wasn't enough with my parents? What's stopping you from taking me too? Huh? What's stopping you!"

Minnie's grip on him tightens, and Jungkook closes his eyes, the tears running freely down his face - the first time he sincerely ever let it out, "I h-hate you. I hate you because you allowed it to get this far! You allowed me to do this concept, to do these performances, to take fucking cocaine - to lose myself! You allowed this to happen! You could've stopped me, but you never did!"

Immediately Taemin's face came to mind, along with Jimin's, Minnie, Karma, even Seokjin.

His dad.

At one point throughout Jungkook's career, they all have tried to knock some sense into him - or even bring up God in general to him - but did he listen? No.

Jimin, the first day they met and before Jungkook began his debut, by stating the song O Holy Night.

O Holy Night.

He was always had someone to guide him in the right path.

Jungkook squeezes his eyes tighter, subconsciously running his fingers around Minnie's body in a desperate embrace, "No! Why didn't you do anything! Hm? Why use them? Why! I don't want them! People are the same reason I'm like this now! God, I just.... I.... I can't -"

Hugging Minnie so tightly against his body, Jungkook buries his face to the nap of her neck, pouring his eyes while holding onto for dear life as he grows breathless to his confession, "I miss my mom! I miss my dad! I want to call her and tell her how much I love her! I want to listen to my dad lecture me about my life decision! I miss my parents - It hurts, please give me my parents back!"

Never has the despair been so great, so intense, so fierce that by now Jungkook has entered into a state of complete desperation. 

He lost his family, he has no one here.

He can't talk to them to tell him about his day, or his accomplishments, or even about his depressed days. 

It's killing him from the inside, and it burns. 

A broken wail escapes his lips, crying like a feverish child, "I can't do this God, I can't do this! I-It hurts - Why am I so alone? Why God am I so alone?!"

Unable to stand anymore, Jungkook's legs were giving out, but Minnie was gentle in guiding them to kneel on the floor, keeping her grip on him secure and firm with a tender caress of her fingers through his hair. Jungkook hiccups through his wheezes, feeling so vulnerable.

It just didn't stop.

He can't do this alone.

He can't carry this pain and agony alone.

It's killing him.

"I need h-help God," Jungkook sobs desperately, wheezing past his lips, "I need help because I'm suffering, and I'm so hopeless. I don't know what to do or what to believe, I feel like I'm dying! I can't see the light, it's so dark and cold and lonely and I'm so scared! I feel so empty that i-it..... It h-hurts."

Jungkook couldn't talk anymore, he couldn't form words by how hard he started to cry. Not only did he sob his heart out, but he also screamed his soul into the world. He screamed of the broke boy taken advantage by his innocence in this new world he stepped into. For straying so far away to focus on what's truly important in his life - His parents, his family, his own values. 

Everything he lost control over. 

And now.... It's all gone.

He has nothing.

He has nothing to hold onto.

Minnie was the anchor to his emotions in the moment, allowing him to scream and cry and kick his feet and punch the floor - she let him do whatever he wanted to unleash that sorrow. All she did was hold onto him, praying over his troubled mind and mourning, comforting his soul the best way she could.

What felt like hours were only a few minutes of Jungkook breaking apart to his raw vulnerability, all the way to only have silent tears gliding down his face with his lips silent. He was holding onto Minnie's hand as he rested back against her, allowing her to cradle his head to her chest while swaying him side to side - like a mother cradling her baby. 

Now he's drained, numb, and cold.

But it's different this time.

It feels different, and he can't explain why.

Jungkook continues to caress his thumb over Minnie's knuckles that are interlaced with his hand, and he slowly sings under his breath.

"Maybe there's a God above, but all I've ever learned from love was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you."

His eyes are still focusing hard on her hand before moving his body to his knees, "It's not a cry that you hear at night," He sings with every fiber of his pain, pouring that built up tension that was piling over his body, "It's not somebody who's seen the light."

And he places a hand on his abdomen, allowing himself to break apart, his face crumbling to the pain, "It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah."

And for the first time, he nailed those notes perfectly, like breathing it out from a sudden release to a cage - leaning forward now and pressing his forehead against the floor - breathing it in. 

Minnie rubs his hair softly, a weak smile on her lips to his own success in landing that note too, watching as Jungkook eases up and looks at her.

Jungkook did not expect for this night to turn out the way it did. Initially he was thinking of seducing Minnie, purely out of payback to Karma and making him feel just as shitty as he does.

He looks at her now, and he can't help but feel seen.

She broke him out, the last person he expected it to be from, and yet.... He holds no shame.

She's exactly what he needed right now.

"Terminate my contract and leave Oasis?" Jungkook softly asks back, his gaze bleeding into hers, "That's it?"

Minnie looks between his eyes, nodding, "For now, this is the first battle you must conquer over., the rest will come it's way."

Jungkook studies her face in defeat, nodding back in acceptance, interlacing their fingers together tightly, feeling this comfort by her presence after everything that just happened, "If you come with me, I will go. If you do not, I won't."

 It seemed as though Minnie expected this response because she didn't seem surprised, instead she holds his hand tightly with a determined nod, giving Jungkook enough ease for the future ahead.

"Okay."

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A/N: 

MERRYYYYYYY CHRISTMASSSSSSSSSSSS!! Well it's the 27th for me but still, MERRY CHRISTMASSS!!!

I hope everyone enjoyed it with friends and family!

I appreciate so much everyone who's reading this story! You have no idea how much it has helped me on my spiritual journey!

I PURPLE YOU!! <33