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⚠️ w a r n i n g ⚠️

!! cheating !!
!! alcohol abuse !!
!! playboy character !!
!! harsh language !!
!! unwanted pregnancy !!
!! asshole jungkook !!

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three years ago

"i- i love you,"

"no, you don't!" the girl wipes her tears on her sleeves, pushing the boy away as she slaps him tightly, making his head snap to the side, a tear flowing out of his eye too.

"chelsea, really hear me out once-"

"what?! you still have anything to explain jungkook?! i just saw you fucking my own best friend! y-you... why? why jungkook? am i not enough for you? why did you do this?"

"no, i seriously had no-"

"oh please, we both know this is not the first time i saw you with her. i trusted you, jungkook... all this while, with everything... still... what did i do?" she cries, hitting him again, making him shut his eyes close, not protesting and not moving muscle.

"i'm sorry..." he whispers.

"of course, you are..." she looks down, touching her stomach and gulps her saliva along with the bile burning in her throat, "i'm pregnant, jungkook... with your child. i thought i'd tell you this and you'll ask me to marry you or something. this is not at all what i was expecting..."

"w-what? no, you're not..." he stares at her with wide eyes.

"now you'll decide that?" chelsea hisses, grasping the collar of his shirt and pulls him closer, face to face, glaring right into his eyes, "i don't know what to do with this. you either think of something, or-"

"abort it..." jungkook hushes out, "what am i supposed to do with it? keep it if you want it's your body, or abort it if you don't want it."

"my body?" she frowns, "jungkook, you... you've changed so much. you don't care about me, fine. but not even a child? your own child? do you know how much pain a woman has to bear while she's carrying a child? forget about the nine months, do you know how much it hurts during the few minutes of the delivery?"

"then what do you wanna do?" jungkook looks at her, "i don't wanna get married right now, not like you'll come back to me."

"i hate this attitude you have." she grits out, "why do you think you're all a girl needs? i don't need you in my life, you've made me cry enough. i'll keep this child, because i'm sure you wouldn't bother taking care of it. and make sure you never show up in my life or my child's life."

"you can't do that..." jungkook bites his lip, "i seriously don't know why this is happening. i was drunk, chelsea i didn't know it was hana with me. you wanna go, fine, leave me. i don't stay around that long anyway, you know it."

"and i hate you for this!" the girl screams, glaring at him, "every other person in my life told me to stay away from you... i didn't listen to anyone. i regret it now, jungkook... i have no idea what i did wrong, but still you-"

"i don't want that child of yours. keep it with you. i'm done." the boy looks away, getting himself away from her grip and takes a step back. his eyes never break the stare at the girl, seeing her sliding down against the wall, crying with her palm pressed on her mouth, tears streaming down her face as if she was hurting physically too. he straightens himself, looking down and turns around, leaving the room.

jungkook releases a breath, cracking his neck and strolls downstairs, suddenly returning in the world of buzz, people dancing, drinking, sweating, the music playing loudly in the background, arising a pounding pain in his head. his jaw clenches in frustration as he pushes his way past the crowd, stopping only when his body touches the bar counter.

"vodka" he voices, glaring at nothing but empty space, hissing when a swaying body bumps into him from behind, making him turn around a raging gaze, not even caring that it might be a woman. and it is. what a misery. he rolls his eyes, shoving her away from himself and looks back over the counter, "i asked for a vodka, what the fuck is taking so long?!"

"sorry sir," the bartender rambles, preparing a shot, earning another glare from jungkook.

"gimme the bottle." he orders and slams his black card on the counter. the man does as he says and takes the card for the payment, returning it in a minute and bows to which jungkook doesn't respond as he's busy dowing the drink straight and storms out of the place.

"fuck!" he groans loudly, kicking his own car and screams his heart out, falling on his knees against the vehicle.

"uh excuse me are you okay?" a person stops by, glancing at jungkook's reddened face, looking on the verge of breaking down and too heavily drunk to be having another bottle of vodka in his hands.

"leave" he says.

"uh you don't-"

"leave! why are you interested in my fucked up life?! don't you have yours to take care of?! just leave..." he rambles and stands up, taking support from the black jaguar that he bought a few months back, because his nephew said he wanted to go on a ride with him in this very car after he saw it in a movie.

jimin said he was wasting money, but jungkook said he was saving it. saving it in form of his two and a half years old nephew's smile.

he glances at the car, only recalling one name and his hands fish out his phone from his pocket. blinking a few times his eyes try to clear his vision and taps on the very first number in the log, then smiles a little, holding the phone close to his ear, trembling with every breath leaving his lips.

"hello?" a raspy voice breaks in, making him sigh in relief. "jungkook-ah? why are you calling right now?"

"hyung..." he says, glancing at himself and lets out a breathy chuckle as if mocking at his own self, "what are you... what are you doing right now?"

"you called me at two in morning to ask what i'm doing?" jimin hisses.

"it's... i'm here, at a- at a bar and, i- i fucked up so bad hyung." jungkook says, frowning to himself as his hand grabs his hair in frustration, recalling chelsea's crying face and the hatred in her eyes, "ch-chelsea, hyung... she-"

"jungkook, where are you?" jimin asks, sounding, less sleepy now while jungkook shakes his head, glancing back at the bar.

"bar..." he says.

"which bar?"

"lite- litenite's..."

"aish! you- okay, do you have anyone with you right now? any of your friends?"

"no," jungkook sniffles, rubbing his eyes and glances at the bottle of vodka, taking another sip at the temptation. he coughs at the strong taste on taking a too big sip at once.

"are you still drinking?"

"yeah, this... this vodka, it's great..."

"you jerk..." jimin mutters along with some shuffling noises, "stop drinking and stay where you are okay? move an inch and i'm gonna whoop your ass right there."

"i'm here." jungkook stands still, not even moving his muscles to breath, but gives up when he runs out of breath and pants deeply, "can i breathe a little? i promise i won't breathe too much..."

"jesus christ! jungkook, why are you like this?"

"i know right..." jungkook mumbles, sitting on the ground slowly and releases a breath, "i wish i could just die..."

"wha- no! i didn't mean that. listen just talk to me okay? hyung is coming, you'll be okay." jimin assures.

"mm" the boy nods, closing his eyes then opens them again, glancing at his phone, "where's jiwon and- and noona?"

"sleeping." the elder sighs.

"oh right, i was thinking me and ji-jiwon would go out today in his favourite car... but then i had other plans, tell him i'm sorry."

"yeah it's alright."

"no, you tell him... that,"

"okay fine, i did."

"w-what did he say? is he mad at me?"

"no,"

"he's my favourite... he doesn't get ma-mad at me no... matter what... but chelsea y'know she was so mad a-at me. she even hit me hyung... you go and tell her not to hit m-me, i'm jeon jungkook, i don't... i don't let people insult me like that..."

"she hit you?" jungkook nods in response, pointing at his cheek to show where, "hello?"

"hello? jungkookie speaking..." he says, "i was talking to my... my brother who are you?"

"i am the brother..." jimin sighs.

"oh really? why should i believe you?"

"where are you?"

"i'm jungkookie"

"i know that, i'm asking where are you?"

"here... uh near my car."

"where is your ca- oh wait, nevermind." jimin sighs, "are you in the car?"

"no, i'm sitting here... on the- on the ground."

"stand up."

jungkook nods slowly, pushing himself up, accidentally dropping the bottle of vodka from his hand and hisses when the glass shatters on the ground. the call ends and a honk fills his ears, making him frown and look around with half closed eyes.

door of the car opens and jimin walks out, wearing grey joggers and a plain t-shirt which he probably just had to put on to rush out at this hour. he walks over to jungkook who is squinting his eyes at the elder, trying his best to make out who it is.

"i told you to- leave... do you really wanna know how bad i fucked up? well, you-"

"jungkook, it's me." jimin says, reaching out for the brother as he pulls him up straight, "what have you done to yourself..." he sighs, shaking his head on seeing the younger looking like he just threw up. so bad. his hair messed up, lips swollen and red with all the hard drinks, his silky dress shirt untucked and unbuttoned at places.

"h-hyung...?" jungkook steps closer, staring at the elder's face and breaks into a smile of relief, hugging him tightly, "thank god you- you're here... i thought i would die."

"you're not dying." jimin says, scrunching his face at the awful smell from the boy's body, a mixture of sweat and alcohol like any other person from a club. "let's just go, you really need a shower."

"chelsea, hyung... she said she hates me..."

"who's chelsea?" jimin frowns, hearing the same name for the third time. he helps jungkook to the shotgun while the boy seems half passed out, as he tries to figure out some words to tell his brother.

"she was my girlfriend..."

"wasn't hana your girlfriend?" jimin frowns in confusion sitting on the driver's and glances at jungkook who shakes his head but keeps mum, staring at his hands numb in his lap, the hands he used to hurt so many girls.

jimin says nothing either, and keeps his focus on driving, stopping in front of the building he has an apartment in. although having a feeling that it might not be a great idea to have a drunk man at home when there's his wife and even a two and a half year old son there.

he steps out of the car, and walks to jungkook's side, opening the door for him and leans down, tapping his shoulder, "get up, we're here."

jungkook hums faintly, forcing his eyes open and leans outwards, grabbing the handle of the door, pulling himself out and stands up, stumbling on his feet. the elder brother holds him, bringing his arm over his shoulders and kicks the door of the car close, heading inside the building.

jimin sighs, glancing at jungkook, seeing the boy aching somewhere within him. he rubs his back, making jungkook open his eyes that are brimming with tears. "it's gonna be okay," jimin assures.

"i don't think so..." jungkook breathes out, shaking his head.

"trust me it'll be, champ."

"i'm not... i'm not a champ. i messed up hyung... i messed up that girl's life..."

jimin frowns at him, deciding to save the conversation for later as the elevator door slides apart and they walk out towards his apartment. he opens the door, shushing the brother down as he leads him to the guest room quietly, not wanting to wake his wife and kid up.

"sit here, i'll get some water." jimin says, leaving jungkook alone for a moment.

jungkook sighs softly, sitting down on the floor and kicks off his shoes, shaking his head as he tries to keep his eyes open and looks around, realising it's not his apartment. the alcohol lessens it's effect gradually, leaving behind a killing headache for him to suffer with.

jimin returns with a glass of water and a bottle in case jungkook needs more, and crouches down in front of the boy, helping him drink some, "are you feeling better now?"

"yeah," jungkook nods, "just... my head..."

"you should take a shower man, you stink."

"i know," he nods, sniffing on his shirt and scrunches his nose up. his hands move to unbutton the shirt and drops it aside, standing up and heads to the bathroom.

"i'll get some clothes for you." the elder says.

in the next half an hour, the two are sitting together, jungkook is much much sober than before and back in his senses. he sighs deeply, taking a sip of the hot chocolate the elder made for him and looks up on hearing jimin's voice, "you wanna talk?"

jungkook nods slowly, gulping his saliva as he places the cup down and speaks, "hana is not my girlfriend, chelsea is. well not anymore, we broke up today..."

"why?"

"i- i cheated on her... i was with hana and she saw us..."

"you ch- no, what? what were you doing exactly?" jimin frowns at the younger feeling cautious of the words as the younger lowers his gaze.

"i was drunk and hana showed up, we started making out and it got so intense that i- we couldn't stop and that's when chelsea saw us. she was so mad at me, and said she hates me for what i did to her... this was the longest i've been in a relationship, hyung i actually liked her. she said everyone told her to stay away from me and stuff but she loved me anyway... she was crying when she told me that she's... she's pregnant, and i'm the father..."

"she- jeon jungkook are you serious?!" jimin shouts, "you cheat on a girl who's carrying your child?! what exactly is wrong with you?! have you any shame left in you? that girl loved you and you do this?! what about the child? how long has it been?"

"i don't know," jungkook shakes his head, "and i don't care. i don't wanna be a dad right now, there's other th-"

jimin glares at him with raging eyes, hearing such harsh words from the brother as it was the most obvious and normal thing to do. his hand lifts, swiftly coming in contact with the younger's cheek, making his head jerk to the side with burning impact as he closes his closes eyes, dropping a tear while jimin stands in front of him, breathing heavily in anger.

"do you hear yourself?! that is what you've learnt all your life?! use women and throw them when you're done?! you don't wanna be a dad then fucking be responsible for that! i can't believe you still have the guts that you think it's all okay for you to hurt that girl! jeon jungkook, get this in your head what you've done and your attitude will fuck up your life and of those who aren't even at fault in this." jimin threatens out, throwing daggers at jungkook who keeps his eyes low, not saying anything.

"she was alone there in the club?"

"yeah..." jungkook nods.

"and you had audacity to leave her in a place like that knowing that she's pregnant?" the elder hisses, massaging his temples. "you think it's great to be a playboy right? that's what you think, to have girls around you, get whoever you want then leave them. i swear to god jungkook you have no idea how those girls feel, how their families feel. what do you think that girl, chelsea, will do now? she has your child and you just abandoned her in the middle of nowhere!"

jungkook says nothing, crying silent tears to himself while jimin has the fabric of t-shirt clasped between his fist, "this is really the worst you could've turned out, jungkook. i feel disgusted to be rela-"

"jimin?" the door opens, followed by a gasp as his wife rushes in, pulling him away from the younger brother seeing the potentially thick enviornment between the two and jimin being so furious. "what are you doing? jungkook are you okay?" she glares at her husband, turning to the younger male and cups his face, noticing the tears streaming down from the adorable eyes that always shine on seeing his only noona.

"go from here," jimin says, pulling haewon back and glares at the brother, "he's leaving."

"no, are you crazy? just look at him," she says, pulling her hand back and focuses on jungkook, "jungkook, what happened? why are you crying?"

jungkook shakes his head, not having any words to say, but he just takes her hand, sobbing to her, making the girl look at him with sympathetic eyes and pull him in a hug.

"don't you dare touch her, jungkook!" jimin hisses, almost pulling the two apart. but stops when haewon glares at him. jungkook lets go of haewon pulling himself back and glances at his brother.

"i see her as my sister hyung... why would you-"

"i don't know. after what you've been doing, it's hard to tell anything. i'm actually surprised you're the same boy i've had by my side all this while."

"what are you both talking about? will anyone tell me what's going on?" haewon stares at the two, more like at jimin as jungkook is crying. her hand softly grazes on her hair, hoping it would calm the boy down and he would stop crying.

"he cheated on his girlfriend and just abandoned her crying in a club when she's pregnant!"

"what?" haewon frowns, turning to jungkook who doesn't say anything, chewing on his lower lip hard enough to have it bleeding in a minute or two. "jungkook, really?"

"i... i'm sorry noona... i'm really sorry..."

haewon stares at him, seeing him almost begging for forgiveness that manages to get her tear up her eyes. she blinks a few times, wiping her tears and caresses his face, making him look at her, "is she okay?"

jungkook shakes his head slowly, "she- she was crying so much... i don't know... i hate myself for this noona, i didn't think of anything at that moment and just left. she said she wanted to marry me and everything when she told me about the child... i never knew this would get so intense... i'm just- so sorry for everything."

"god! you-" jimin hisses, stepping forward raising his hand again, however haewon stops him in time, standing between the two and faces jungkook.

"why did you leave her then?" haewon asks.

"i- i don't love her... she saw me with someone else she hates me now,"

"so you'll let her go?"

"she won't stay with me noona, she told me to never show up in her life again."

"then what about the baby?"

"she'll keep it..." jungkook hushes out.

haewon sighs softly, nodding her head and takes his hand which only makes the boy sob again, keeping himself from hugging her which she probably understood and steps forward, giving him a hug and rubs his back, "don't worry, it'll be okay." she says softly, "i know you wouldn't do anything like this on purpose."

"are you serious?" jimin frowns at her, "he messed up that girl's life and you're saying he didn't do it on purpose?"

"of course, don't you know him? haven't you seen you him how he is with me, with jiwon, with you and your boys? you know it too jimin, he wouldn't hurt anyone on purpose."

"i don't believe you..." jimin breathes deeply, raking a hand through his hair.

"please jimin, just calm down and think about it. scolding him and hitting him won't do any good. he needs help and support, and you're being any of that right now." she says to her husband, making him sigh and nod his head as he takes a sip of water and breathes deeply, glancing back at his brother. who is quiet, not crying now, just hugging haewon like a child hugging his mother, seeking for a safe place.

"listen," jimin voices, making him flinch slightly but grabs the attention, "if you wanna sort this out, only thing i would suggest is to go and talk to that girl. apologize, beg her, cry in front of her, do whatever it takes but earn her forgiveness. again do not bring out that cocky attitude of yours, or i'll be beating you up till you're back in your senses. tell her you're sorry, staying with you or not will be her decision but tell her you want to help her during these nine months."

"yeah, i think that will be okay." haewon nods, wiping jungkook's tears and looks at him, "apologize to her sincerely, and tell her that you'll respect whatever decision she makes okay?"

"hm" jungkook nods quickly, hugging her again, "thank you, thank you so much noona... i don't know what i'd do if you didn't come right now."

"it's alright. i have to show up when kookie keeps messing up." she chuckles, ruffling his hair, "are you hungry? should i cook something?"

"no, it's fine. i don't feel like eating anyway..."

"aw don't worry, jungkook. okay listen, we can go with you when you talk to that girl if that helps you, what's her name?"

"chelsea," jungkook says, looking up at her, "you'll go with me?"

"sure, it'll be a good idea i guess. i'll talk to her and try to help you both out a little."

"yes, please do that." the boy nods, "thank you so much, i'll pay for your shoppings and be your and jiwon's driver for all my life."

"that's all?" haewon scrunches her face at him.

"uh and whatever noona says." jungkook smiles quickly glancing at jimin who doesn't smile and just shakes his head, leaving the room. "he's mad at me."

"i'll talk to him, don't worry. just be ready tomorrow, we'll go and talk to chelsea hm?" she smiles and jungkook nods, "now take rest, you must be really tired."

"yeah," he nods, and stands up, now becoming much taller from haewon which makes her huff and he just chuckles, glancing down with a small smile, "thanks noona, you're the best. even my mom didn't make me feel this loved, like you do. you're the best sister i've got."

"geez are you calling me your mom or your sister?"

"uh whatever you like, you can choose. the thing is, it's great to have you."

"hm if you think i'm not noticing you buttering me then, you're so wrong." she says making him laugh a little, "what do you want?"

"please talk to hyung now. i can't wait for tomorrow. he loves you a lot, and i know he would listen to you."

"alright, i'll go now. he must be really grumpy right now. you try to sleep and don't think about him."

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a/n- woah hello! how are you? after the last jimin-as-a-father chapter you wanted a jungkook's version of being a father. honestly i've been working on it since before that and when you guys mentioned it i was like, wow we have telepathy. 😂

there are three parts of this series as you might've already noticed. i can assure you of one thing that you'll enjoy jungkook's journey and see him have a complete 180° turn in his personality. just let the story go, read along and enjoy ❤️✨

vote if you liked the chapter, comment and share it with people who are interested in reading. have a great day/night. take care of yourself. ✨✨

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