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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
• ᴄʜᴏᴏsᴇ •

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Jungkook hides his handgun in its usual spot and fixes his black suit jacket. He turns around and looks at you fixing your shirt.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah," You utter nervously. "And remember, follow the plan and no violence. It'll only make things worse. Just talk things out with Jungsik."

Jungkook lets out an annoyed chuckle at the thought of him, "My father isn't just all talk. You know him and ending this night without violence is practically impossible."

"Baby," You place your hand on his nape. "Just try, okay?"

Jungkook sighs deeply then nods his head slowly. You pull him down to place a quick chaste kiss on his lips.

"Let's go."

• • • •

||▹track playing: deep end - ruelle||

"Come in!" Jungsik shouts after the knock on the door is heard.

Syon steps in, throat feeling dry, "Sir Jungsik..."

"What is it, Syon?"

"Sir," Syon pauses for a moment as he tries to find the right words. "Well, sir, Jungkook is–"

Jungkook walks into the office nonchalantly, "Father!"

Jungsik's eyes widen, enough to almost pop out of their sockets.

"Are you glad to see me?" Jungkook makes his way towards the chair across from him.

Jungsik smirks and leans back on his chair, "As I live and breathe, the devil himself."

"In the flesh," Jungkook smiles as he sits on the chair.

"Leave us, Syon." Jungsik shoos him away with a movement of his hand.

The door closes and the room is filled by Jungsik's displeasing laugh.

"You're back? Did Y/N not want you anymore?"

"Hurry!" Hoseok whispers and motions with his hand to walk faster.

You and the two boys run down the darken hallway. It was the hour Namjoon and Hoseok were guarding outside the room Batam was in so rescuing him was made easy.

Jungkook chuckles mockingly, "As much as you want that to be true, it's not." He leans back on the leather chair. "We're more in love than ever thanks to you."

"I bet," Jungsik scoffs. "What are you doing here, Jungkook? You knew that if you came back we'd keep you here, so what do you want?"

"Get in!" Namjoon gently shoves you into the room.

You turn around and find Batam hanging from his feet, shirt ripped open with multiple slashes on his stomach made by what was most likely a knife.

Your palm comes up to cover your mouth, a barely audible "Oh my God" heard coming out of it.

"Well, father, we need to talk about something I have just learned," Jungkook stands and walks over to the alcohol table to pour himself some of his father's bourbon. "It's quite a funny story actually."

"Batam," You shake him by his shoulders to try and wake him up. "Please wake up, please."

"Fuck," Hoseok curses. "How are we going to get him out without the other guards seeing us?"

Namjoon bites his lip in anguish as he tries to think about something.

"The catacombs!"

"Where the hell is the entrance to the catacombs?" Hoseok questions.

"I know." A weak voice speaks and the three of you turn to a weak Batam.

"You're awake!"

"And you're my son's girlfriend," He smiles weakly. "You're lovely."

Namjoon and Hoseok turn to each other, confusion being read all over their faces.

"I don't even know how to say this," Jungkook chuckles as he takes a sip of his drink.

"Spit it out, Jungkook." Jungsik orders, annoyance and anticipation eating at him.

"Well," Jungkook sighs and sets his glass down. "Remember when I was born?"

"Of course. It was the best day of my life."

Jungkook inhales sharply, "Yikes. I might have to burst your bubble on that one."

"What are you talking about?"

"My sweet, caring mother lied to you, to us," Jungkook begins.

"What do you mean?"

"Hurry up, Hoseok!" Namjoon yells over at his friend.

"I'm trying! Batam here isn't helping."

"Batam here is impaired!" You state the obvious.

"You're lying," Jungsik shakes his head. "You are my son."

Jungkook seems taken aback, "So you didn't know?"

"Didn't know?!" Jungsik stands with a slap of his hand on the table. "That you're a bastard?! Of course I didn't know!"

Jungkook's heart crumbles at the words of his father.

"So what? Am I not your son anymore? You raised me for years and suddenly I'm no one to you?"

"Suddenly you're the son of a whore and a worthless man." Jungsik remarks.

Jungkook scoffs, pain and rage coursing through his veins, "I've always been nothing to you, huh? I've always been an heir, never a son."

"Oh please, Jungkook, don't start getting sappy. You know I still love you even after the news you just gave me. I raised you and watched you grow up for fucks sake. Sure, I'm disgusted in your mother and you may think I'm a villain, but just because you're not my biological son that doesn't mean I'm going to throw you away like trash."

"Really?"

Jungsik walks towards him, cupping the back of his head, "I want to rebuild our domain, son. To take over more than South Korea. To be powerful and have everyone fear us, but I only want to rule with you."

"No," Jungkook declines. "You don't like Y/N and I want to be with her. I don't wanna hear any more shit–"

"Then be with her, Jungkook," Jungsik interrupts. "I want the news you just told me to bring us closer not separate us, so if me accepting Y/N will make you happy then I will try to get to know her."

"Really?" Jungkook's face lights up.

"Yes, son," Jungsik chuckles. "So what do you say? You want to be my right-hand man?"

Jungkook thinks for a moment before nodding, "Okay. I'll be your right-hand man,"

"Great!"

"If you let Batam go."

"Why?"

"Because he's still human and you know I've always hated torturing innocent people."

"Alright," Jungsik rolls his eyes." Consider him free."

"Good. Namjoon and Hoseok will help him out." Jungkook says.

"Fine by me."

Jungkook half-smiles, "Thank you."

"No problem," Jungsik smiles. "Now return back to where you're staying. We'll leave for Korea tomorrow."

Jungkook nods and exits the office. Syon walks in and looks at him with confusion.

"I'm sorry to say, but I heard everything, sir. You're letting Jungkook still be the heir of everything you have and you're finally accepting Y/N?"

"You did wrong in eavesdropping, Syon, but I'll let it pass," He grabs Jungkook's glass that was still filled with bourbon and takes a sip. "Every king needs an heir, don't you think? And he's the closest thing I have to it. About Y/N, don't worry about it. Sooner or later he'll fuck it up himself like he always does," A malevolent smile appears on his face. "I'll only have to tolerate her for a while."

• • • •

Jungkook stops the car on the side of the street and runs down the alleyway to help with Batam. He helps him get into the car then the five of them drive off.

After dropping off Batam at a hospital, Jungkook takes you back to Batam's loft since he gave him the address and the key so you can both stay there.

"The boys and I are gonna go out," Jungkook announces as he fixes his suit in the mirror.

"I would really like if you could stay here with me."

"I'll only go for an hour, okay?" Jungkook walks over to you and kisses your forehead. "Promise."

"Okay." You whisper.

Jungkook smiles at you once more before leaving you alone in the loft.

—

Jungkook's head falls back as he wipes his nose with his palm. He leans back on the leather couch letting the cocaine enter his system.

"I fucking love this feeling."

"We know you do, Kook, with your druggie ass." Taehyung teases.

"What can I say?" Jungkook shrugs. "I love being powdered nose."

• • • •

||▹track playing: i found - amber run||

As soon as you're falling asleep, your phone decides to go off. You look at the contact name which reads 'Jin' then look at the very top of the screen to check the time—4:15am.

Jungkook isn't even here yet. Way past an hour to me.

You sit up and answer the phone, bringing it up to your ear, "Hello?"

"Y/N? Hey, this is Jin's nurse."

"Oh, hey. What's up? Did something happen?"

"Actually," She pauses for a second and you hear her exhale deeply. "I'm making this call because Jin... Jin's in a bad place, Y/N. The doctors and I have reason to believe that he's on his death bed."

"What?"

"The Helmer's myopathy is getting to his heart too fast. Soon, it'll stop it since his heart muscles won't be able to keep up."

"No," You let out a shuddery breath. "No."

"He wants you to be here, but he's too weak to even move so he asked me to call you."

"Okay, yeah, I'm on my way." You answer frantically.

"Be quick, Y/N. I don't know how long he has."

You hang up the phone and quickly get out of bed. You hurriedly put on your leggings and grab your charger along with your phone.

"Y/N?" You hear from behind you, not realizing Jungkook had gotten back a few moments ago. "What's going on?"

"I'm heading back to Seoul."

"Why?" You don't answer and continue gathering your things. "Why, Y/N?" He repeats and you ignore him again.

You grab the bag you brought with you, but Jungkook stops you and turns you around, hands gripping your upper arms.

"Y/N, why do you have to go back?" Jungkook asks again, more sternly this time.

"You really want to know?" Jungkook nods. "Jin is dying. His sickness is getting to him faster than we thought, so I need to go be by his side."

Jungkook scoffs and lets go of you, backing up a few steps, "Wow."

"Jungkook, I've told you multiple times that I'm the only one he has. I can't let him be alone specially not at a time like this."

You watch how Jungkook clenches his jaw making it known that he's furious.

"Why do you always choose him over me?" Jungkook questions. "What does he have that I don't?"

"Jungkook, this isn't about that."

"Really?" Jungkook pulls you towards him and immediately connects your lips to his.

"Mm!" You groan as you try to push him off.

Jungkook kisses around your jaw before harshly pushing you back on the bed, "I bet he doesn't kiss you like I do."

He crawls on top of you, holding your hands beside your head.

"Jungkook, get off of me." You order as you struggle to pull your hands from under his grip.

"Does he fuck you like I do?" His lips connect to your neck and you squirm under him.

"Jungkook!"

"Why can't you see that I love you? That I love you so fucking much, Y/N," Jungkook leaves sloppy kisses down your neck. "I'd kill anyone and everyone you tell me to."

Jungkook kisses your collarbone and you finally stop him by kneeing him in the balls. He groans in pain and gets off you, laying down beside you as he grabs himself. You get up and look back at him.

"You're fucking disgusting when you're on coke! I fucking hate you when you're high!"

Jungkook stands, ignoring the ache in between his thighs, and walks towards you. You walk back until you hit the wall behind you, Jungkook placing his hands beside your face.

"And I hate you when you act like a bitch."

"Fuck you, Jungkook," You curse through gritted teeth.

"You leave, Y/N, and we're through."

"You're kidding, right?" He stays silent. "Jin is dying!"

"And I need you by my side!" Jungkook slaps his right hand against the wall beside your face making you wince in fear. "You're my girlfriend not his!"

"Why are you doing this?! You're being controlling and jealous for no reason!"

"For no reason?!" He grabs your jaw harshly, "Y/N, you choose him over me all the fucking time, so don't fucking tell me it's for no reason!"

You push him away, "Look at how you're treating me right now!"

"Choose your fucking pick, Y/N!" He growls at you.

You take in a shaky breath, "You can't make me choose."

"Well, I am."

"I'm the only one he has, Jungkook." You whisper.

Jungkook shrugs carelessly, "So who are you choosing?"

• • • •

||▹track playing: louder than bombs - bts||

You run down the white hallway to his room. You knock on the door and hear a faint 'come in'. You do so and Jin smiles weakly.

"You made it."

"I did," You close the door and walk towards the chair beside his bed. "I would've been here sooner, but the flight from Spain to here isn't short."

"I understand," He smiles. "I'm just glad you're here now."

Jungkook paces back in forth, hands pulling at his hair in anger. He punches the kitchen counter repeatedly to the point where his knuckles start to bleed.

"How do you feel?" You hold his hand and your thumb caresses his knuckles.

"Well," Jin chuckles. "I'm dying, so I feel pretty horrible."

"Don't think like that."

"It's not thinking, Y/N. It's what's gonna happen and there's no point in trying to avoid it."

You sigh and close your eyes, tears managing to escape them.

"Don't cry. You know I hate it when you cry."

"I'm sorry," You wipe away your tears. "It's just... this isn't fair. You don't deserve this."

The once full bottle of tequila was now half empty. Jungkook sits on the living room floor, head resting against the coffee table as he bawls his eyes out.

"Just promise me you'll stay here with me until it happens."

"Jin, please don't talk like that."

"Promise me, Y/N."

You nod slowly, "I promise."

Jin tiredly smiles and you run your hand through his silky hair.

"Get some sleep, Jin."

Jin nods and shifts around a bit, trying to find a comfortable spot.

"Fuck you," Jungkook says to a picture of you he's looking at on his phone. "Fuck you, Y/N."

• • • •

The beeping of the machine monitoring Jin's heart rate wakes you up instantly. The once zig zag lines became a straight one and you know what that means.

"No," You whisper, tears filling your eyes. "No, please, no."

You click the emergency button by Jin's bed before running out to the hall and yelling for a doctor. Jin's nurse along with a doctor run in and the doctor attends to him.

"Y/N, we need you out of the room."

The nurse pulls you out of the room as you yell for Jin. Once the room door closes, you break down in tears in the arms of the nurse.

Heaven gained an angel that night, but both you and Jungkook lost one.

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