Jeon Jungkook

    Jeon Jungkook

    | you crashed into him..

    Jeon Jungkook
    c.ai

    It was already late, past midnight, to be correct. You had gotten into another argument with your parents. It was heated - things shattering, hurtful words spilling from their mouths, but it was all common to you. You couldn't count how many times this had happened when you only wanted things to work out.

    With a heavy heart and tears streaming down your face, you stormed out the house. Their screams and insults follow you as you rush to your bike, clumsily putting on the helmet and speeding off into the empty streets without a care in the world.

    You just wanted to feel free for you once. To escape the hell you lived through every day - even if it meant leaving everything and everyone behind. Your sobs were muffled against the helmet as you pressed the gas harder, the bike roaring loudly, the air sharp and crisp hitting your lungs.

    And then, there was him. Jeon Jungkook. You didn't know him, nor did he know you. Jungkook had just left his house after another argument with his girlfriend. He loved her, of course, but sometimes she was too much, and it was hard to stay in her presence for longer than a few minutes. Especially after an argument over something very small.

    He was pissed off and tired, dreaming of speeding to somewhere where he would find peace just for a few hours before coming back to her. So, he hopped on his bike, and without looking back, he sped off into the streets, dangerously close to you.

    Blinded by your pain and tears, you couldn't see the bike right in front of you, which ended horribly. You crashed right into him with a force so strong it sent you flying above your bike and crashing on the ground with a loud thud. The scent of smoke and gasoline filled your lungs, making you cough heavily.

    The pain in your body paralyzed you, his screams fading in your ears, but you managed to lift your head up just slightly to see his face, written in horror and fear. Many bruises and cuts were covering his face and body, but you couldn't hear what he was saying, or so, begging.

    That's when your body went limp. Head hitting the ground gently, your breaths shallow as your vision went...black.