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Jungkook yawned groaning as he tried to relaxed his every nerves. He just got home straight from a flight because of a business plan in Los Angeles. He was very tired because of the endless meeting that he had. Also, he just have two hours to rest because of another appointment. He will try to go and see Seokjin in their house. He doesnt know why but he already missed the younger probably because he doesnt have any way of communication with the beauty other than meeting him personally, he's not complaining though. "Jungkook! Jungkook!" The man groaned when he heard his mother's voice with continuous slamming against his door. She also got home from a business trip with his Dad somewhere in Europe. "Mom, please! Let me rest for awhile!" He yelled. "Open this damn door, Jeon." Jungkook rolled his eyes knowing that he doesnt have a choice but to obey hearing his mother's threatening voice. He lazily rose up to his feet even yawning as he opened the double doors in his room revealing his mother's worried gaze. "Dont you still know what happened to Seokjin?" He asked. Jungkook furrowed his brows tilting his head to the right trying to examine more of his mother's expression. "Why? What happened?" He curiously asked. Jungkook's mother winced and clutched onto her chest as if the thought of whatever happened hurted her. "He was.. he was raped..." Jungkook's jaw dropped biting his lower lips, clenching his fist and his chest already heaving up and down trying to sink in those words and wanting his mother to say that it was not what he think it is. "Mom, those kind of jokes are not funny." He said shaking his head. A tear fell from his mother's eyes, it's as if her heart is breaking even just by looking at his son. "Im not joking, sweetie." She faintly said. Jungkook blinked for a couple times vigorously shaking his head before taking in a deep breathe and pulling his hair up. He yelled turning his back against his mother slapping the door hard that it made his mother jumped out of surprise. "Why?" He said, "Why? Why!?" He yelled. He kicked everything that is from his reach that made that maids go upstairs worrying that something might happen to Jungkook. Jungkook took in a deep breath clenching and unclenching his fist trying to calm himself. He cursed under his breathe knowing that he wouldnt f*****g calm down so he ran downstairs and immediately walking out of the house. He drove away from their house to go straight in Seokjin's house. Though, he dialled Erin's number. "sir Jungkook..." "Im sorry, I just find out everything now. Where is he?" There's a long pause from the other line, it's as if she's contemplating to answer it or just let it be. "We're already in the house." "Okay, thank you, Ma'am. I'll go there." He said ending the call already. He drove faster and not even fifteen minutes when he's already parked outside Seokjin's humble abode. He slammed the door closed and jogged towards the gate ringing the doorbell for a couple of times getting impatient as the time goes by without anyone opening it for him. "Please, please, please." Jungkook let out a sigh of relief when he saw Seokjin's servant making his way towards the gate and immediately opened the gate. "Thank you..." He jogged inside the house and immediately walking upstairs but stopped when he saw Seokjin's Aunt who just got out from her own room. "Can I go inside, Ma'am?" Jungkook asked, timidly. Erin slowly nods her head, "Okay. Please be mindful, Jungkook." She said. Jungkook whispered a thanks before gently knocking for a couple of times opening it after. His heart beat louder and faster against his chest, he doesnt even know if Seokjin wants to see someone other than a family member, he doesnt know what to say. "Seokjin..." He frozed in his spot when Seokjin looked up to him, their eyes met, it made Jungkook swallowed the lump forming in his throat. His heart feels like its being torn apart and he did his best to prevent himself from clutching onto his chest when he saw a lot of bruises in Seokjin's arms and the pain that is lingering in his eyes. He walked towards Seokjin and sat on the edge of the younger's bed which made the other flinched and it made Jungkook's eyes widened. The trauma that Seokjin had, the pain that he's trying to hold— it is probably unbearable. "Im sorry.. im sorry, im not there for you." Jungkook said in his hoarse voice. Seokjin looked at Jungkook, hesitant. He stared at the older's very much concerned expression. Though, in the very deep side of it— he can definitely sense anger or whatnot. Jungkook's lips quivered when he saw how the tears of Seokjin just unconsciously rolled down his cheeks. "I am filthy. I am so dirty," Seokjin said, "I am so disgusting." He cried. The younger pulled his hair up crying his heart out, his chest heaving upside down and his veins popping out from crying too much. He backed away from Jungkook causing his back to hit the headrest. He slapped his face once, twice and over and over again. He did that for a lot of times while crying and whispering all to himself how all of what happened was his fault. Jungkook tried his best to get a hold of Seokjin, he held both of his arms caressing it up and down and trying to meet the younger's eyes. He sighed, he hesitated but did it anyway— he cupped Seokjin's cheeks wiping his tears using his thumb as his eyes met the younger's. "All of this is no one's fault but that bastard." Jungkook said with finality in his voice. Jungkook held his hand, panic rose up to his chest when Seokjin suddenly shut his eyes closed with tears still streaming down his face while scrunching up his nose even wincing in pain. "Seokjin, seokjin. What's the problem?" Jungkook continuously asked. When Seokjin opened his eyes, he gripped onto Jungkook's shirt crying even more while vigorously shaking his head. Jungkook pulled him closer caressing the younger's hair up and down trying to give even a little bit of comfort. "Lee Kyung Hoon..." Jungkook furrowed his brows but immediately hugged Seokjin ever more tighter when he felt his body shaking too much. "Who's that, baby? Can you tell me?" Jungkook asked in a very gentle and careful way. Seokjin pulled away from the hug, his eyes already red from crying and his lips quivering. "That.. that bastard. I saw it." He said, his shoulders visibly shaking. Jungkook shut his eyes closed and once again pulled Seokjin into a tight hug caressing his back in circular motion. "We will find him, Seokjin. I promise." He may sound gentle saying it to Seokjin but deep inside of him, he's already burning in so much anger and his hands itching to get a hold of that bastard.
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