BTS' 8th Member《Imagines & Scenarios》

💭 Anger [J.JK]

Sorry I haven't updated in ages- I've been going through some stuff and I was just knocked with a huge wave of writers block. I might often take long breaks.. I'm sorry. I'm ok though, don't worry about me~ I might just slow down my pace a bit so I don't get too stressed.

You'd been swallowed by sleep for the past few hours. You had a busy schedule tomorrow so you decided to get an early night. Although, a sudden bang against the wall separating yours and Jungkook's room shocked you out of your slumber.

At first, you thought you were just imagining things, so you settled again. Just a few seconds later though, another crash made you realise it was happening in real life. You were confused on what was happening, but you were worried at the same time. The other boys rooms weren't connected to yours and Jungkook's so there was a small chance they could hear what you could from the youngest boys room.

Hearing another crash, it sounded to you like things were being thrown against the wall. Anxious, you slowly slid out of bed and walked out of your room and towards Jungkook's. The apartment was pitch black, a small light creeping out from under Jungkook's door which directed you towards it.

Standing there for a second, you decided whether to just leave him alone, but you didn't want him to wake the other boys up, and you couldn't bare thinking he could be in pain. You slowly knocked twice, before you heard a muted swear from the young boys mouth. He sniffled a bit as you heard his mattress sink.

"Kookie-yah? You in there?" You whispered just loud enough for him too heard from the other side. At first, he didn't reply, so slowly you twisted his door nob.

"Wait.. Please don't come in Noona.." His voice was faint and raspy. He sounded weak and fragile, almost broken. Your heart sank, sorrow fulling it whole as you listened to his quiet sobs and sniffles he tried so hard to hold back.

"Jungkook-ah.. Please let me in. Everything will be alright, just let Noona in." You didn't want to force yourself in without his permission so you decided to take it slow, to ease him into letting you in willingly so you could hopefully settle the problem and send him into a peaceful sleep.

"I can't."

"Why not, Kookie-yah? What's wrong?" You gently let you hand slide off the door nob and leaned against the wall beside the door.

"I can't tell you. I'll stop making noise, just please go away."

Go away.. He'd never told you to just 'go away'. Your chest clenched, you didn't know what was wrong so you didn't know how to feel, but you were persistent. You weren't going to just let him tell you to go away, you weren't going to let him stab you in the chest and just leave it there like nothing happened.

"I'm not just going to go away. Unless you let me in, I'm not going anywhere. I'm tired, but I'll stay here all night if I have too." You crossed your arms, trying to make him feel guilty so he would let you in.

"I SAID, GO AWAY!"

Well shit. He's done it now.

Anger raging over the both of you, tension seeping through the door which was the only thing separating you, you pushed off against the wall.  You weren't going to let him keep the others up, so you roughly twisted his door nob and forced yourself in. What you saw swiped away all emotion off your face.

His room was trashed. A glass cup had been smashed against the wall, the shattered pieces were scattered on the floor. A mug had been cracked, the thick, tar like coffee spilled over his desk as it lay on it's side. Paintings and bed sheets had been angrily scattered over the floor in a clear fit of rage.

Although, sitting in between the midst of all the mess, was Jungkook.

"Oh Jungkookie.."

"I thought I told you too g-"

"Go away? You really want me to just leave you like this? Quit putting on the strong man facade, for God's sake, Jungkookie. Why can't you just let me help you for once? Why do you never let me help you!" You stood there, allowing yourself to scold the younger boy. You held back your tears and unleashed your anger instead, yet you didn't feel sorry for him.

"I.. I don't want to be a burden on you."

"What kind of burden is it just to let me help you? You're a bigger damn burden when you don't let me, so for once, please. Let Noona help.." You gently walked over to him and dropped weakly to your knees. Lifting his head out of his knees with your fingers, you caressed his cheek, wiping away his tears.

"Noona loves you, Jungkookie. Please trust me, let me be there for you when you need someone, don't hold it in, it doesn't make you any stronger." He looked into your eyes with his adorable dough ones for a few seconds, his face completely emotionless.

A single tear elegantly rolled down his porcelain cheek, no other movement in his face, just a single tear. That's when he suddenly leaped into your embrace. You both toppled to the ground, both hugging each other in the mess of the bed sheets scattered messily on the cluttered floor.

"I've just been having a hard time lately. I didn't want to wake you up but I just lost control in that moment. I'm so sorry, Noona. Forgive me.." He weeped longingly into your chest.

"Just promise me you won't do it again. I'll help you clean up tomorrow before the others see. Just remember something though, Kookie-yah." He slowly stopped crying, sniffling his last few tears away before he looked up at you.

"Hmm?"

"Your Noona loves you, Jungkookie, and she always will. My doors always open for you, promise. I'll never be mad unless you hide your feelings from me, so tell me from now on, okay? Get some sleep, I'll stay by your side."

His arms tightened around you as he tried to keep any remaining tears from falling. "I love you too, Noona. Thank you."