P.JM
He held Jungkook's body in his arms. Jungkook's corpse.
"No, I'm sorry Jungkook. I failed you. We all did..."
Jungkook, who they promised to look after. Who they promised they'd get out of there. Jungkook, whose skin was always warm but whose skin was now cold as ice. Whose face used to hold the warmest color but now had paled. Jungkook's eyes that used to glisten like stars with youth and hope.
Those eyes stared up at Jimin now, still glistening from the tears, but cold and lifeless. They screamed at him, you failed me.
"I'm sorry."
The whisper barely left his salt-tasting lips and his tears wouldn't stop falling from his eyes.
He brought his thumb and index finger to Jungkook's eyes and closed them.
Suddenly all of the pain and sorrow was gone. Instead, he felt the need to avenge his dead friend. His field of vision grew red and his heartbeat drummed in his ears. He slowly got up from the floor, Jungkook's blood stained on his clothes, and he knitted his fists.
You are all so dead, he thought in anger, before he fell to the floor beside the youngest with a bullet in his chest.
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Freaks
FanfictionBTS x reader ~ They called you monsters. Freaks. And little by little you started to believe in it. Letter by letter. Word by word. Monster. ~ Disclaimer: - I don't own BTS. In this book, they're fictional characters and any occurrence similar to re...
