Change is possible// Jungkook FF✔️✔️ (rewriting again)

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I started to fall until someone caught me. 

They then brought me up onto the bridge with me soaking wet. They shook my shoulder, seeing if I was okay or not. Then they spoke out to me, "Y/N?" I looked at them, confused to why he knew my name. 

He didn't look familiar to me. But still, my vision was still a blur from being in the water. "What do you want," I asked, coldly not liking the fact that I didn't know him or anything at all. 

All boys were not nice. 

He smiled at me, making me more nervous than I already was, "Nothing. I just saw you fall and wanted to help. Also, my name is Jeon Jungkook."

 "I need to go," I said as I stood up but felt dizzy like I did in the concert. My balance slowly goes down before it did, he got me. I looked up at him, confused as to why he wanted to help me. 

"What am I going to do with you," He whispered almost to himself than me but I still heard what he said. 

"What are you doing," I said after I found his arm on mine, keeping my balance stead. 

He shook his head, getting to the point, "I'm taking you home. You can't be out like this, it's dangerous. Where do you live?" He grabbed me bridal style as I sighed, pointing to the direction of my house as I knew he wouldn't stop helping me if I didn't tell him. 

A few minutes of walking, my eyes slowly closed wanting me to go to sleep. Before I fell unconscious, I heard his laugh as I fell asleep in his arms.

Jungkook's P.O.V

My eyes went to Y/N as she slept in my arms. I expected it from her. She looked tired. 

But everything was very tempting. I wanted to bite her, tasting her blood that was right in front of me. I could just lean over and taste it if I really wanted to. 

I started to lean in, lost in my own thoughts and then irreputed by someone speaking. It made me raise my head up, looking at them. "Jungkook, I will take her home," Taeyong said as I sighed in annoyance, hating that he was here. 

I didn't want to deal with him. He already causes too much. 

"I will, Taeyong," I said in a cold tone as I walked passed him. 

He then walked in front of me, stopping me from walking, "Mark wants me to." 

I couldn't go over to her house if Mark was there. He would kill me if he saw me near her.

 I exhaled, "Can I have her number?" 

His glance moved to the ground, questioning what I asked. He then looked up, making his decision. "Fine, don't do anything stupid with it," He told me as I nodded, understanding. He then puts her phone number into my phone. 

"Can I b-," I was about to ask an important question but he cut me off, not liking where that question was going.

 He shook his head, no, "No, you can't, Jungkook?"

 I looked at her, "Why is her blood so sweet," I asked Taeyong as he sighed in annoyance with my questions.

 "She was adopted, Jungkook." 

"Can I tell her," I asked him.

 But he shook his head, no. "No, I would let her dad or Mark tell her. You don't even know her, why would you even tell her about it?"

 I shrugged my shoulders. I thought it might be something important that I could use if she gave me any problems. I didn't say anything to him but I did give him sleepy Y/N. 

"I have to go now," He said to me as I nodded, rubbing the back of my head. 

My gums was about to rip if I didn't get out of there. But I sighed. 

The bigger picture was her life that I was curious about. It made me question who she was. 

I walked down the bridge, going back to the concert that I left since I smelled something off about her.

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Hours later, all the boys sat in the living room, tired after the concert we just had. 

My thought hadn't got off to Y/N. 

Why? Why haven't they told her that she was adopted? 

I wondered where he parents were if she had any. 

All the boys talked around me as I was zoned out by my thoughts about Y/N and her life. 

But then Taehyung stopped my thoughts that I was having, "What did you do," He asked, concerned that I did something. 

I shook my head, "I did nothing." 

Yoongi tilted his head, "We thought you did that's a shock."

 I looked up at them, sighing, "I couldn't. Taeyong came and I couldn't." 

"But why does it look like you want to say something," Jimin said, confused at my expression of my face. 

I exhaled before I told them. I couldn't keep it from them. They are my best friends and brothers. 

"She is adopted, guys. Mark isn't her brother," I told all the boys as all of them except Jin looked shocked by my statement that I told them. 

Jin spoke out for everyone, "Does she know?" 

I shook my head, no as I spoke, "No, don't tell her." 

Yoongi ruffled my hair, smiling, "You know we don't listen to the rules, Kookie." 

I breathed in. 

I knew this would happen. I trusted them to keep it a secret even if they didn't like the rules. 

I stood up, "I have to go to bed. It's late," I told them as they nodded, understanding what I told them.

 And with that, I went upstairs to my room. I laid in my bed, looking up at the ceiling. 

I smiled at myself. "I do love to kill people with my looks."