Jungkook POV

"Awe, baby. Get up." Eomma said as he lifted my head up to his shoulders and hugged me in a more comfortable position. I was full out bawling.

Believe it or die, I never cried when eomma left years ago. I didn't even cry. When I realized that I killed my own parents when I was mad, I was 10. I would always cry to Jin hyung bout random shit that made me sad, especially in the war of hormones my body held.

"Why did you leave me?" I asked quietly as my crying went down.

Jin POV

How can I tell him I didn't leave him? How can I tell him I left to protect him?
How can I tell him how they treated me with him?
How can I tell him what THEY did to me?
He would kill them.

"I went to study." I said simply.

"But what did you study for 7 years? And eomma? Why was it so long?" He threw questions at me," Why didn't you come to visit in the breaks? Why didn't you at least call on my birthday? ".

He paused and hugged me tighter, if that was possible. I ran my fingers through his hair until I realized that the rest are probably waiting to eat. I pried the baby koala off of me and looked him in the eyes.

"Baby, we have to feed the others, right? They also miss me too. I'll tell you everything after breakfast, okay?" he nodded with a pout. I held the pancakes up as he held on to my arms, thinking I'll leave again. We walked to the dinning table to be greeted with all the members smiling, they all stood up and came to me. We all cuddled in a group hug as the comforting circle is completed once more.

"Ah, hyung. It's been awhile." Yoongi said as he gave me a smile so tender you can tell he did miss me as much too.

"Yay hyung, I missed you sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much!" Jimin said holding the 'o' and waving his arms in the air in a biggest motion his small arms could go with of course the pouting of a 3 year old.

I smiled fondly at them all. Namjoon was very quiet but had a huge smile on his face.I sat down only to realize that Jungkook was still stuck to me like glue.

"Hey! Stob it! Jungglue! Go eat!" I said playfully. He just pouted and pointed to his mouth. Wtf? How old is he? I really think they misdid his birthday. He is NOT 20.

I rolled my eyes with a smile and shifted my chair back so he had space to sit on my lap. He happily took the hint and sat on my lap as I feed him pancakes. The rest of the members were shocked at how the tough, unbreakable Kookie was so vulnerable with me.

I know. I'm JINiues.(wtf?😂 forgive meh)(I don't think we can forgive you.. -Your friend)
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