THE PATH TOWARDS THE EXIT || BTS

ROOM #7: Jeon Jungkook (4)

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"So, what's your deal?" Jungkook asked as soon as he sat down on one of the stools. His hands busy preparing his instant cup noodles.

Gippeum raised a brow. "What do you mean?"

Jungkook gave a small snort. "You may think that you can fool everyone... But not me. I can read your every actions. You're sticking to me for some reason."

Gippeum wanted to roll her eyes. Why the hell does he know? "I just appreciate that you don't seem disgusted by how I look."

"How do you look?" Jungkook asked, confused.

"I didn't want to answer that... Everyone calls me fa—"

Jungkook was fast to cut her off. "Don't listen to them. Their opinion doesn't matter. Just do what makes you happy."

Gippeum groaned. "You only say that because you're good looking. You don't know how I feel!"

Jungkook smiled sadly. He glanced at her as he tell her something. "Good looking or not, with a lot of mistake or with just a few, tall or short, talented or not... People will talk — that's what they're good at. So instead of worrying about whatever someone will think about you, you should worry about what you want to happen in your life instead. Just think about something that makes you happy instead of worrying about whatever they'd think. It's your life."

Gippeum understand what he meant and said but it's just too difficult for her. "I was played." She sighs, catching Jungkook's attention.

"My ex boyfriend... I had a crush on him for a long time. One time he asked me out and I was the happiest, but later on I found out that it was a dare and he was disgusted with me everytime." She told him her story, trying her best not to break down.

"Do you know how it feels when your relatives would just tell you mean things? Like; I should probably not eat or I should work out or count my calories or should be ashamed of how I look." She confessed. "I get compared to all of my pretty cousins."

"There was one compliment my grandmother gave me but my mom turned that compliment to an unpleasant remark..." Gippeum grits her teeth as she complains. "My grandmother said I'm the smartest because among all of my cousins I'm the one who's not pregnant yet... I wasn't reckless, I used my brain, and I didn't disobey my parents at a young age. But my great mother said that I was the only one who's not in a relationship because I'm the ugliest among everyone!"

"That's my freaking mom! How would I feel good about myself if even my own mother steps on my low self-esteem?!" Gippeum was seething.

She didn't realize how Jungkook stopped eating his ramen. How he just stared at her with sad eyes and angry heart. He hates this. He hates it whenever someone would think bad about themselves. He hates that she has to go through it, she didn't deserve any of those. She was trying and Jungkook knew from that beginning that she may seem like she's taking everything lightly, but she's actually wounded inside. He have been there... All his hyungs have and they still are all struggling from time to time. It's the standard that society forced inside everyone's brain... Again.

"I feel sorry that you have to hear all of those bullshits. I know that it must've been difficult, trying to boost your confidence but being constantly stepped on, specially by people you trust..." He moved his cup away, twisting his body and catching her off guard when she felt Jungkook engulfed her in a tight embrace. "I know that this hug wouldn't be enough to patch those bleeding wounds, but I'd like you to know that not everyone would see you the same way most people made you believe."

He gently pulled away, eyes staring deeply at Gippeum's "I — me... I never saw you for what you're insecure about. Physical appearance doesn't matter. A good person is a good person and that — that last longer than a pretty body or face."

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