Lovelorn //Vkook ✔️

Blue and Grey

Jungkook looks at his empty house, it has everything that one wants but it doesn’t have what Jungkook wants most, he feels loneliness eating him, feeling the familiar ache in his chest, sudden numbness of his hands and weakness crawling in his body, he hurries to get his medicine, going to his room, he opens the drawer of the side table, taking out the bottle of medicine, he looks at the tablets in his hands wanting to eat them all but his eyes waters as he couldn’t bring them up to his mouth, his mind having two thoughts, it is always the same, him depending on his medicine, he feels so helpless. Jungkook throws away the medicine on the bed, quickly opening other drawers in his room, bathroom, living room, wherever he has kept medicines, taking them all to his mini bar, he was panting at this point but had a fire in his eyes, he has to do it or he could not breathe, so he empties the bucket of ice putting all the medicine bottles in it and pouring the alcohol over it, emptying the content of bottles until the bucket is full of the it, he looks at the notepad resting there on the counter and tears its pages burning them up with the lighter and throwing it in the bucket, the alcohol in bucket burns out with high flame, slowly burning everything inside. Jungkook watches the flames as they burn the bottles, the image reflecting in his eyes clearly, he feels tears brimming in his eyes but doesn’t even care to wipe them or blink, he blankly stares at the fire, it was the same as the one his heart held, which others have been trying to extinguish so hard, making him feel the ache, making him succumb to the all the pain he has been given silently, he watches it maybe this way it will be relieved but his father voice keeps ringing in his head, his words clearly repeating like a tape on repeat-

“Son….is that..that you?” Jungkook’s father asks, not able to move much but tries hard to pull his hand from the bind to reach out to the person standing there with his back at him.

“I….I always thought..” He licks his lips, feeling his mouth getting dry quickly “I never thought…I could witness this day” He looks expectantly at Jungkook. The room fells in silence as Jungkook doesn’t respond to him, only the machines makes the noise. His father waits for some time, tears trickling his eyes “I..I am sorry” He says, looking back at the person standing there.

Jungkook clenches his fist hearing the apology “Is that all you have to say” He turns to face his father “Will that be enough…” He was shaking in anger.

“You….you are really here” A sobs leaves his father’s lips, he tries to break free his hand to reach out to his son but his weak body doesn’t help. “I…I am the wrong one here” he looks helplessly at Jungkook “I am to blame, hate me but son…”

“The son you had is long dead, I have no emotions left to spare on you neither am I touched by your words, I am here just to see you in this situation and it feels good” Jungkook says.

Mr. Jeon looks at him with sadness filled in his eyes “I know..I lost you a long time ago…I lost my ability to think rationally..I blame myself for our situation…but I couldn’t handle the b..betrayal” His body shakes with the force he was putting in speaking, but he wanted to tell all that he had in his mind, craving so much for his son to remember him. He had seen his reaching heights but never mention him once, he deserved this, he knows.

“Betrayal? What betrayal are you talking about? Why am I even listening to you? You hold no place in my heart” Jungkook was frustrated now.

“I failed in being a good husband and father…I have tons of regrets…I know I will rot in hell, I already am but my love for you two was true….things never worked good for me…..I loved her with all…all my heart” Mr.Jeon remembers her wife and more tears slips his eyes “When I first saw her, I fell in love from that moment onwards…only if she loved me back”