jungkook wakes up to the ringing sound of his alarm. he checks the time, 06:00.
'work' jungkook mumbles, voice raspy
oh
he would have work, but he's unemployed now
jungkook clicks his tongue as he curls himself back into a ball underneath his blanket
he tries to clear his mind, but it's not working. his mind won't become empty
'i don't understand. i'm empty inside, why can't my mind be empty either? why can't i just forget about him aswell?'
he twists and turns, he gets multiple more blankets to keep him warm, but he's still cold. the bed is freezing without him
jungkook decides to just get out of bed. he scrambles out of his hard, freezing mattress, losing balance and stumbling.
he groans and picks himself up the floor. his knee. it's cut.
cut
he sighs heavily when he remembers he won't be there to help heal his wound.
physically or emotionally
he trudges to the kitchen, he inhales the scent of smoke and alchohol
he suddenly remembers his boss firing him
'you're constantly being aggressive to customers, get out! you don't work here anymore, jeon jungkook!'
he scoffs at the memory
he walks to the fridge, empty
he walks to the drawers, empty
he opens the microwave, hoping for any leftovers, empty
he clutches his heart...
empty
he runs to the kitchen drawer, getting out a sharp knife. rolling up his sleeves as he places the knife to his wrist, slashing it as blood leaks out
he can't feel pain, he only feels emptiness
his eyes water up as his vision blurs, 'empty, empty, empty'
knock
he ignores it as he continues. 'without you, i'm worthless, alone, cold, useless, unwanted, empty'
another knock
he shouts and curses at himself as he grabs the door handle aggressively, swinging it open and hoping whoever is on the other side gets hit and knocked out
until he saw who it was
'i'm sorry, jungkook'
his tears come back, fast
they stream down his face
he pulls the smaller boy into his chest, hugging him with all his love
'jimin'
'jungkook, i'm sorry'
'it's... okay'
'...'
'i- i still love you'
'i love you too'
their lips collide instantly as they melt into eachothers touch, jimins hand in between jungkooks hair and jungkooks arms loosely around jimins waist
'i love you so much' they say between kisses
and finally, jungkook feels
he's happy
he's not empty anymore
-end
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THIS IS SO BAD IM LAUGHING AGSHDBDHS
