"First day here and you already have a date?" Taehyung parked the vehicle as Namjoon looked at his phone in awe. "Cmon, I couldn't say no to this cutie pie. Look!" Namjoon zoomed in on the photo and showed Taehyung the picture. "Kim Seokjin." He looked at the same first and then the picture with a smile. "Okay, fair enough. Even states in his bio that he's handsome, love that." Taehyung laughed and got out of the vehicle with Namjoon who followed behind. "I meet with him this evening and you're coming."

Taehyung stopped once he heard that. "No, I'm not." Taehyung scoffed as Namjoon wrapped his arm around Taehyung. "Yes, you are because If you don't, Sungjae will come looking for you and I don't want that," Namjoon stated as they walked into the hotel they were staying at for the next few weeks. "You make that sound scary. He'll look for me either way." Taehyung stated back to Namjoon who rolled his eyes and got out his wallet. "More of a reason to come with me."

Scrunching up his nose, Taehyung rolled his eyes and went with it. Besides so- being in Seoul gave him a different vibe. Like he was scared to be here? Although there were tons and tons of people here, he felt like he could bump into his family or Jia at any moment which was dumb, he knew it was but with his luck? He was sure of it. Then again... Taehyung did change quite some bit. Changes being Taehyung started to work out more. Not a lot but he did gain some muscle and some parts of his body were more defined. He changed up his hair to a blonde after having it dark his whole life.

His wardrobe? Changed a lot. He wore clothes that made him more comfortable. Baggy shirts and pants were his go-to fits but eventually, he started to look into new styles, and well, he finds himself pretty damn hot. Not to forget about the tattoo he got on his thigh just a year after he left Seoul. His parents would have gone against everything he decided to do for himself but honestly? he loved being his own person. The tattoo though... well, that was inspired by the one and only Jeon Jungkook.

No one else knew that but for Taehyung but it was the truth. He always admired the tattoo's on Jungkook's body although the truth behind them hurt. His tattoo consisted of flowers running across his upper thigh. Very pretty and shaded. Taehyung personally loved it. No real reason behind it but the fact that Jungkook loved tattoos... which made Taehyung love them too. Taehyung was more open now and not as shy as he used to be. He actually liked talking to new people which he never used to like but being back in Seoul- it made his old self crawl out.

"Alright, okay. Let's go get ready." Namjoon grabbed some of the bags once he got the keys for their room. Shaking his head to get rid of his thoughts, Taehyung followed Namjoon.

As for Jungkook... the morning he left Seoul, he was a wreck. Felt like a wreck, looked like one and he just overral really wanted to end his life. Throughout his drive he kept it in. Jungkook kept his emotions in but the moment he left Seoul and was on the highway, Jungkook let his guard down as he felt the tears building up and eventually they fell and just kept falling. Those words... those words his father said put a pang in Jungkook's chest. It hurt so fucking bad that Jungkook just wanted it all to end... so he drove faster. Tears dropping until eventually Jungkook drove off to the side and came to a harsh stop.

Parking the vehicle, Jungkook stepped out of the vehicle and gasped for a breath he didn't know he lacked. Feeling like his throat was closing up but it was from the emotions rushing through him. Feeling like his world was crashing as he sat beside his car and held his chest, trying to breath while he cried. Even after all those years, after what he told his father.... he still didn't love him. His own father wanted him dead... what the fuck? How was that not supposed to hurt?

And Taehyung... that broke him the most because he found his home. No, Seoul wasn't his home but he found home in a person which he never thought he could do but Taehyung... Taehyung made him smile and laugh until he couldn't breathe. Taehyung made him happy even through all the hell he was going through. Now he was alone and the thoughts in the back of his head chanting with his fathers were consuming him. Jungkook really thought that was it for him.

Everything was falling apart for Jungkook as he sat on the ground next to his car, breathing in and out as slow as he could just to get a grip of himself. Though what did he do? Just like he always had, he forced himself up on his two feet and sucked it up. Life broke him multiple times and as much as this time fucked him up... he knew life couldn't always be like this right? It couldn't be because why would he be put on this earth to suffer? What was the point in that?

Wiping the tears, Jungkook gave himself a moment to recollect his thoughts. Then what did he think of? The biggest tattoo he could get. Something to take the pain away in which he looked at his arm. His arm wasn't fully covered but that was the plan. Cover his whole right arm with tattoos. That was the only pain he liked to feel and so he got in his vehicle and started his journey yet again. Pushing every thought he had away as he blasted the music to drown out the thoughts.

And Jungkook did get that sleeve tattoo he wanted. Hurt like a bitch but that was the whole point. Where did he go after that? Well... he saw enough of Busan and so Deagu was his next stop. Jungkook lived in his car for a good four months before he came across someone named Min Yoongi. Yoongi is a producer of music but also an underground rapper. Jungkook met him by coming across the male battling against another male who stood no chance.

Jungkook approached Yoongi that night and they just clicked? Went out for drinks and Jungkook dumped everything to Yoongi. Which he was not going to do but it was a long while since Jungkook had anything to drink so he couldn't handle his drinks and that was the reason why he spilled everything to Yoongi. Luckily for Jungkook, Yoongi kept those secrets and even offered Jungkook a place to stay until he could find a place of his own.

They bonded well. Jungkook even helped Yoongi with some of his work. Got involved in some as well. Deagu treated him well after he met Yoongi and Yoongi treated him even better. Like a big brother Jungkook never had which made him feel utterly happy because he was the big brother and he still is but knowing he had someone who feels like an older brother to him was something he always wanted. Then Jungkook started busking to bring in money for his apartment searching.

Jungkook was not capable of getting a job and he knew that. If something fucked up in his life he would be gone the next day. Jungkook just... never liked to face his problems and running was always the solution but it always worked out for him so he wasn't complaining. While busking, Jungkook then met another male that went by Kim Seokjin. Kim Seokjin worked for his father just across the street from where Jungkook would usually busk at.

Seokjin usually would just watch and give Jungkook a few bucks here and there but then one-night Seokjin decided to join Jungkook and they both made one hell of a profit. What did Seokjin do though? Gave his half to Jungkook. Then by the second year of being in Deagu, he was finally able to get his own home. One-bedroom apartment with a view of the city. Sixth floor and so he was loving his life... he really was but when he was alone, his thoughts came back.

Jungkook always struggled with his mental thoughts. Either it was suicidal or him regretting every single thing he did in his life. It was always a battle between himself. Every single day and he needed help, he knew he needed help but he didn't want it. As long as he could get through the day then he was okay but nowadays it seemed like all he was doing was just trying to get through the day, every. single. day. So what did he turn to?

Alcohol. Jungkook turned to alcohol because when he was drunk he felt numb to everything. His body, his mind... he just felt okay when he was drunk and it was fun... for a while it was fun. Then Jungkook started abusing alcohol every single night. After busking or being out with friends he would come home and crack open a beer... then it would be the same day on repeat.

Now here we are, Jeon Jungkook rushing to the restaurant he was supposed to meet Jin at fifteen minutes ago but he was busy having a drink before he had to do this date. Jin calls it a meet-up but Jungkook knew damn well it wasn't just a meet-up. Pushing through the doors, Jungkook looked around kind of out of breath before he saw Jin waving him over and so he walked over after fixing his hair that was a little messy due to the wind.

"Hey, sorry I'm late." Jungkook looked at the table that included Seokjin... Namjoon? and... oh shit-