Jungkook has been an emotional mess after your breakup. He throws back another shot of Jack Daniel's, which would be the last of it since he'd drunk three whole bottles.

He'd been confined to his bed for the longest. His cheeks were tear-stained. The phone to his ear as he's been trying to call you, but his attempts were futile as you never answered.

"Baby, please." His voice a whisper, as he begins the one hundredth voice mail.