A/N: It's shit, bare with me

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JUNGKOOK

"Appa..." The word left my mouth as soon as I saw my dad standing outside the room. I immediately removed my mask to hug him tightly. Patting my back, his eyes turned towards you who was standing behind me with a small smile and a bouquet of lilies. Of course you'd ended up with me, in the hospital. You tried to stop but my convincing skills are way too adorable to ignore.

"Who's this" He smiled, looking at you. "This is my friend... Y/N" I replied and he grinned at you. You bowed a ninety degree, your face enlightened with a bright smile. "Hello" you spoke in your foreign tone and my dad replied. "Can I go see her?" I asked and dad nodded. "Two people at a time." He told us and I could see you hesitating "Oh... Here" you handed me the bouquet and I frowned. "Come with me" I simply said and you looked at my face with big twinkling eyes. "Of course! My wife must be bored of seeing my handsome face anyway" He said and you chuckled, following me.

There she laid on the bed with a hundred pipes attached to her body. My form visibly must've weakened, her weaker face making me shudder. That's my mom? I kept looking at her for a minute, her beautiful face hidden under that ugly oxygen mask. The world had stopped. I was seeing her after months, and I could see how her condition had worsened. I bit my lip, moving towards her bed and slowly caressing her hair. I took her hand in mine and kept on addressing it. She didn't move though. She were in a slumber, I guess. A deep one.

I pressed her hand to my eyes and before I knew, I had started shaking a bit. I didn't know what to do. I just couldn't take in this image of her. I just can't see my mom like this. Almost lifeless.

Y/N

"Eomma..." I heard him whisper in his broken, soft voice, his face burrowed into her weak hand. I frowned, the old lady lying on the bed almost unrecognizable to me. The last time I saw her, she was beautiful and healthy, a welcoming fifty-year old looking far more younger than the said age. I saw her son loosing himself, not knowing whether I should interfere in the interaction. I kept the lilies on her side table, going towards Jungkook who was sitting on the stool and put my palm on his shoulder.

It had no effect though. He stayed in the same position, sobbing ever so gently, not caring that I was there to witness his trembling form. He'd probably gotten used to it. It was a comfortable moment, an act of pure love and caress in front of me. I knew what this meant to him, meeting the person for whom he longed to see since so many days. I smiled a bit. Why? In the middle of being sad myself, it crossed me how I'd seen Mrs. Jeon healthy and happy. And that was in the future.

I knew she was gonna be alright.

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You had left the room after a minute or two, because you knew Jungkook needed a moment alone with his mom. Then he came out too, the door creaking behind him as he walked out. His father had gone to the cafetaria, leaving the two of you alone in the empty lobby. VIP section, pros. He did not say a word, head hung low as he walked towards you, sitting on the chair next to yours with a sigh.

Your eyes were boring into his head the whole time, making him eventually turn his head towards yours. "Fine. It's all gonna be fine" You smiled softly and he softly frowned. "How do you know?" He asked with a given up expression. "No one knows" He muttered and you gulped before sighing, your hand already patting his back slowly. He simply rested his head on your shoulder and you smiled. A few moments, and your head rested on top of his as well.

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11:24 am

5th December, 2021

"What's wrong with you?" Jin said, frowning at Yoongi who was grumpily grabbing the milk from the table where Jin, Jimin and you sat. "I'm frustrated" He groaned, thumping on the chair. "And..?" Jimin asked, stuffing his mouth with noodles. "My laptop is hallucinating" He blindly muttered and you giggled. "Cool" Jimin shrugged and Yoongi stared at him through his black bangs with a blank face. "You know what" You wiped your lips. "Give it to me" You said and he blinked.

"Give you what?" He asked and you chuckled. "Your laptop. I may be able to solve your problem" You said smoothly. "Woahhhhh, this woman" Jin clapped and you chuckled, hiding your face. "I'm a genius, I know" You fooled around with him and were laughing when you finally seemed to notice the person for whom you'd come looking for to their house.

"Kook?" You softly voiced when you saw him entering the house and passing the dining table from a few metres away with a packet in his hand. Your calls did not seem to affect him at all, almost as if he ignored you. You frowned, the other three drifting into another topic for the conversation to build while your puzzled face stayed intact. "I'll be back" You murmured and they probably didn't even hear you when you stood up and left the table to follow the tall guy to his room.

"Kook?" You said again and opened the door of his room, finding him rushing into his closet. You followed him, as he walked into the closet. At first you thought about it, disturbing his privacy, but you could smell something was wrong. You closed his room door behind you before opening his closet door. He turned around, eyes red and panicked. "What is it?" You asked him with a frown and he shook his head, trying to walk past you back into his room before you held onto his arm firmly. "Jungkook" You said sternly and he bit his lip, finally staring back at you.

You stared at his tired and pained eyes, all while holding the expression, your hand went to his, snatching the packet from his hand. You opened it and stared at the bottles in it, along with a few small boxes. You frowned immediately, looking back at his now, pissed off expression. "What the fuck, kook?" You asked and he raised an eyebrow at you, leaning his back on the cupboard next to you. "What is this? What are you doing?" You sounded angry, looked angry. But inside you were kinda hurt. You tried your best to keep yourself calm but all you could do was spit out your disappointment.

"Again?" You asked, a huge frown on your face as you looked at his slouched form. "So what?" He softly mumbled and you frowned even more. You thought he were gonna apologize but instead there was something else happening. "Hmmm?" You said and he rolled his eyes. "I asked you, SO WHAT?" He suddenly raised his voice and you flinched, but the angry face still on you. "What are you gonna do, huh? You're gonna act like a fucking controller? Again?" He mocked you and your lips parted, staring at him in disbelief.

"I will do whatever the fuck I wanna do, okay? And you don't interfere with my life. It's mine to lead and I am going to do WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT" He kept raising his voice and didn't let you speak. You crossed your arms, looking at the ground. You knew you were near your edge, and you definitely did not want to create a scene even if you were locked with him inside this small closet.

"Did you see her? Did you see my mom?" He asked, his face inches away from yours, but eyes filled with disgust. "What could you change? Did anything change by you 'super mental therapy'? Did she become any better?" He asked you with pain and regret filled with anger. But you didn't care about him right now. You were hurt, and instead of healing you, he was visibly worsening it.

"Can you please stop manipulating me now?" He narrowed his eyes and you kept your straight face the whole time. "Stop using me, Y/N" He said and you finally scoffed. "I am using you?" You asked with raised eyebrows. "Of course you are! It's obvious! You like me and you wanna just screw me like every one does. And then you'll leave me too!" He loudly said and you looked at him with now pearly, watery eyes. "Please take back whatever you said" You mumbled quickly and he snickered. "I wont" He spoke and you shut your eyes. "Jungkook, PLEASE SAY YOU DON'T MEAN THAT" You said and he raised an eyebrow again.

"Well you know what?" He paused, staring at you with mocking eyes. "I did mean that" He whispered to you with his drunken annoying smell, making you look away and then hook your hands to your waist. "Well then" You faked a smile, eyes shining. "Good luck, fucker" You threw the packet on the floor before leaving his room with a bang, making the other members come to that side of the house.

You just grabbed your bag from the couch Taehyung sat on, and he stared at your cheeks which were finally stained with tears a bit. You looked at him blankly before leaving the house, vowing to yourself not to look at his face again.

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This beauty, is again by Junganya_04