fake love [j.jk x bts]

was

I told him everything. About the 2 man. About the carving in my arms. My arms stinging from the pain.

Nim "im sorry for what happen but let me tell you the reason why you can't meet got7 and exo anymore."

Jk "manager nim what happened"

Nim "well jyp wanted you to join got7 or a new boy group. And sm hates you. He things your worthless and talentless. He wants you dead. He and jyp are best friends but your in out company. I didn't want to let you go. Now theres a roumor that your members abuse you. I know it isnt true. There amazing humans."

'Sm is right i am useless and worthless. Im killing myself soon'

Jk "aah yeah thats just a roumor. My members are awesome. Also thank you for explaining"

I can't believe i just lied to my manager. I bowed and left. I cried my way to the dorm.

My hoodie was broken. They ripped it off when.i got raped. Guy2 cut it with the knife.

My arms were fully on display. My undershirt had hole in it.

My riped jeans were destroyed. It was shreaded. They were like booty shorts. It was uneven. Some parts were larger than others.

When i arrived at the dorm but i remembered i wasn't allowed inside. I just walked to the nearest bridge. No one was there. Only me.

I was cold. Alone. And scared. I had stage 2 lungs cancer. I started coughing out blood. After around 10 minutes i passed out. Around 2 hour later i woke

I still had my phone with me. It was 3 am. I had 10 missed calls from jin. Shit hes really going to beat me now.

I called jin again

Eomma jin❤ FUCKING JUNGKOOK WERE ARE YOU.

Fucking brat 👆im at got7s dorm.

Eomma jin❤ your not getting food when you come back

Fucking brat👆im sorry jin I'll be home tomorrow

Eomma jin❤ BITCH COME HOME NOW

Fucking brat👆im coming tomarow

Eomma jin❤ fuck off

Fucking brat👆 bye hyung

He hung up. I looked at my undershirt. It was covered in blood. It wasn't dark colored.

I walked home still feeling light headed. I got stared at. When i arrived at the dorm i didn't know how to hide my arms.

Right when i unlocked the door i almost colaped at the smell of alcohol. I knew some members were drunk.

Jimin "KOOKIE YOUR BACK" jimin was the only one who wasn't drunk.

Jimin loves alcohol. But he's the only person who knows about my illness. He hugged me. But saw my arms. Full of cuts and the words "slut,whore" and "was raped"

Jm "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU"

JK "Its nothing serious jiminie"

Jm "nothing serious you have cuts all over your arms."

Jk "jimin don't worry"

Jm "let me check your thighs kookie"

Jk "w...why"

Jm "i need to see if your cutting yourself some scars on your arms look like you made them"

Jk "n..no"

Jm "let me see or I'll tell the others about your illness"

Jk "fine but I'm not telling them until im at stage 4"

Jm "come on let's go to your room"

We walked to my room.

Jm "i need to pull your pants down"
(DON'T BE PERVERTED)

Jk "okay"

When he slid my pants aka ripped shorts down. It revealed my biggest secrets.

My thighs were covered in scars. Fresh and old.

Jm "jungkook... Why"

Jk "its a long story"

Jm "tell me"

Jk "you know how the members hate me right"

Jimin nodded

Jk "well i was also abused by a teacher physically,mentally and sexually. My parents also abused me at home. It was bad. I was left with a broken shoulder. Thankfully it didnt cause permanent damage. But it did cause permanent damage to my left leg and ankle. Im suppose to wear a brace on my leg. I don't wear it. Its not becauee its uncomfortable but because its broken. I also don't wanna worry A.R.M.Y."

Jm "why didn't you tell us kookie"

Jk "because...i didn't want to worry you guys"

Jm"let's get your arms cleaned off"

Jk "yeah"

After a few minutes the cuts were bandaged and disaffected.

Jk"jiminie"

Jm "yeah kookie"

Jk "can we cuddle"

Jimin smiled widely
Jm "sure why not"

We cuddled until the next morning.

I woke up around 4 am. I started coughing blood. I couldn't breath.

"J..jj...jim...jimi..jimin"

"JUNGKOOK"

Jimin put me in the car. We drove to the hospital.

Time skip

"Guardian of jeon jungkook"
"Yes is he okay"
"He's on stage 3 now and will go to 4 in a week"
"How do i take care of him"
"Well make sure he eats healthy and he might need an inhaler due to a breathing problem"

"Thanks doctor"

I bowed

"May i see him"

"Yes"

"Thanks and goodnight"

"Goodnight"

I bowed again and left to kookie room

(A.N) i forgot i wrote this like a week ago so here you go :)