《Angel》


 Chapter 1

    Jungkook POV:


    ¡°Jungkook-ah¡­ Aish..Jungkook-ah.¡± Jimin¡¯s voice comes from my side once and then twice. Finally I turn my head towards him. ¡°Yes Chim?¡± ¡°Kookie, they''re having singing auditions for scholarships in Seoul today do you wanna go?¡± Seoul? As in leaving my abusive father behind? My eyes widen. ¡°Will you audition to Jimin-ah?¡± ¡°Yeah I will, apparently the auditions are being held by Kim Taehyung because his parents want him to help out with their company.¡± I nod Kim Taehyung was rich, his parents owned the biggest record label in South Korea. Taehyung and his friends were all rich kids. The three of them were known for being the kids of really rich CEOs. Kim Taehyung, Min Yoongi, and Jung Hoseok. ¡°The auditions are at lunch, don''t be late.¡± Jimin yells before running off. What song should I sing? I did write a few but I don¡¯t know if I should sing one that I wrote. Maybe ¡°Still With You?¡± or ¡°Paper Hearts.¡± I keep thinking. It''s a period before lunch and I still don¡¯t know what to sing. I keep thinking and the teacher says something about waterfalls. My mind wanders to the song I wrote last month. ¡°Euphoria¡± Maybe I should sing that. The bell rings and Chim is waiting for me outside. ¡°Hey Jimin what are you gonna sing?¡± Jimin smiles at me. ¡°I¡¯m gonna sing the song I wrote last month when you wrote Euphoria.¡± My eyes widen again. ¡°Serendipity?! Jimin that song is so good you¡¯re definitely going to get chosen.¡± He laughs. ¡°What are you going to sing?¡± I give him a sorry look. ¡°I um I actually don¡¯t know yet I was thinking about singing Euphoria but I don¡¯t know.¡± Jimin looks at me seriously before saying. ¡°Jeon Jungkook, that song is so amazing and you are so talenten-mmph¡± I cover his mouth with my hand, and give a sheepish smile to the people who are watching us with quizzical looks. He looks at me and then whispers-shouts. ¡°You better sing that!¡± I nod. Jimin smiles and grabs my hand. He drags me to the auditorium where the rehearsals are being held. Smiling brightly he goes behind a changing curtain. ¡°Umm Jimin what are you doing?¡± Jimin¡¯s voice comes from behind the curtain. ¡°Jungkook-ah did you expect to go out in those clothes.¡± I look down. I didn''t bring an extra change of good clothes. Not that I have any. Tears blur my vision. The one chance I had to get away from my father is gone because I don¡¯t have good clothes. Jimin¡¯s voice comes from behind the curtain again. ¡°Hey Jungkook-ah if your crying stop. I got an extra change of clothes for you too. I figured you didn''t know about the wardrobe change since you didn¡¯t even know about the audition. If you''re crying wipe your tears now I don¡¯t wanna see my Kookie cry on our big day.¡± I wipe my tears. What would I do without my Chim? Jimin comes out from behind the changing curtain and my jaw drops in the sixteen years we¡¯ve been friends, I¡¯ve never seen Jimin dress like this.If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    What¡¯d you think?¡± I smile at him. ¡°Jimin-ah you look so amazing!¡± He smiles in embarrassment. His cheeks turn red as well. ¡°Ah Kookie stop looking at me like that you¡¯re making me feel like a celebrity.¡± ¡°You will be one pretty soon.¡± Jimin hugs me. Then he pushes me behind the curtain. I¡¯m going to go get our numbers you change into these clothes. He throws clothes over the curtain. I hear retreating footsteps. I look down at the clothes they¡¯re so pretty I don¡¯t deserve to wear them. I''m too ugly. I¡¯m still thinking when I hear Jimin¡¯s voice again, ¡°Jungkook-ah hurry up we have to go we¡¯re next after a few more people. After hearing this I rush to put on the clothes. I comb through my hair with my fingers and walk outside. Jimin squeals and looks at me. ¡°Kookie why do you have to look so good you¡¯re making me jealous!¡± He giggles. I turn red and look down. He makes me sit down on the small step and takes out a hairbrush and cologne. He sprays me with it a few times and then brushes my hair. When he¡¯s finally done. He pushes me towards the mirror and I can¡¯t believe that its me in the reflection.


    Jimin chuckles at my reaction, and then he grabs my hand and walks towards a big screen. There are many good performances. Each leaving us both in awe. After a few more Jimin¡¯s name is called I smile at him and nod. He takes a deep breath and walks out. I hear him singing and I listen intently. I love his voice. Tears fall from my eyes hearing the lyrics, I wish someone would love me the way Jimin loves who this song is devoted to. If I don¡¯t get through I really hope he does. When he¡¯s finished there¡¯s loud applause and then I hear someone¡¯s voice say. ¡°Thank you Jimin we¡¯ll definitely be getting back to you.¡± I see Jimin walk off stage and I know he¡¯s dying to squeal. As soon as he gets close to me he screams really loud causing many heads to turn towards us. I quickly hug him, and he continues to giggle. He¡¯s smiling really brightly when he breaks the hug. ¡°Jungkook-ah they¡¯re really nice you don¡¯t need to worry about it except Kim Taehyung was making out with some girl on his lap. Don¡¯t worry about it though.¡± I nod and we watch a few more performances. They¡¯re amazing but they don¡¯t top Jimin¡¯s voice. My name is called and Jimin smiles at me before pushing me forward a little. I turn to look at him and he gives me a thumbs up. I walk outside, there are many people seated in the audience. At the front there are two boys sitting peacefully I recognize them as Min Yoongi and Jung Hoseok. Jimin was right Taehyung is making out with a girl. I internally cringe at the sight of it. I don¡¯t know what happened next but Taehyung suddenly pushes the girl off of his lap. She lands on the floor with a loud thud. I flinch at the noise and Yoongi looks at me. ¡°Hello Jungkook what are you doing for us today?¡±

 Chapter 2

    Taehyung POV:


    I hear Yoongi call out another kid. He nudges my shoulder. ¡°Taehyung at least try and pay attention?¡± I roll my eyes and break the kiss with the girl on my lap. Lisa I think her name is I don¡¯t even know. The boy on stage takes my breath away. I quickly push the girl on my lap off to get a better view.He looks like an angel, his hair is brushed to the side and he¡¯s wearing white. Only adding more to the angelic look. His button nose is red and his doe eyes are a little swollen indicating that he cried but that just adds to his angelic look. Yoongi waits for him to get to the middle of the stage before he talks. ¡°Hello Jungkook what are you doing for us today?¡± Jungkook, that''s his name. It''s beautiful just like him. He takes a deep breath and answers. His voice is smooth and soft. ¡°I¡¯m g-gonna s-sing a s-song th-that I-i wrote.¡± His nervous stutter adds to his adorable demeanor. Yoongi nods and he walks to the piano that sits on the other side of the stage. Jungkook sits down and starts to play a soft melody. His voice makes me widen my eyes in surprise, Jimin was good but Jungkooks¡¯ voice is angelic. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgGZInK2l64</a>. The lyrics bring tears to my eyes, but I don¡¯t let them fall. I look over to Hobi who''s full on shedding waterfalls. At the end of the song I speak. ¡°Thank You Jungkook we¡¯ll be in touch.¡± He nods before giving us a smile. That makes me internally coo. He quickly gets up and walks off stage. As soon as he¡¯s gone Yoongi turns and gives me a smirk. ¡°What?!¡± I play dumb.This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.

 Chapter 3

    Jungkook POV:


    After I get off stage Jimin tackles me. I laugh ¡°Jimin-ah I can¡¯t breath.¡± Jimin gets off of me and gives me a sheepish smile. I feel eyes watching me and then Jimin says. ¡°Why is Taehyung watching you?¡± I turn around and sure enough, there he is his eyes boring into me. I cock my head to the side and I see Taehyung smirk. My cheeks turn red and I look away. Jimin looks at me skeptically. ¡°What was that?¡± I shrug, he smirks ¡°Yeah okay¡±. My phone rings, I grab it from my pocket. ¡°Father¡± my breathing stops for a moment, I pick up the phone. My father¡¯s voice comes through and I can tell he¡¯s drunk. ¡°Boooy Get yourselv hone rign now¡± My face turns white I mutter a small okay and hang up. Jimin is looking at me. ¡°Kook-ah you know you don¡¯t have to go right you can stay at my house for as long as you need to.¡± I open my mouth to speak and Jimin holds up his hand, ¡°Before you even think about no you¡¯re anything but a burden.¡± I smile. ¡°Thanks ChimChim but I think I¡¯m gonna go home, tell the teachers I wasn''t feeling well. Yeah?¡± He nods. I give him a brief smile change out of the pretty clothes and back into my white tee shirt and jeans. I¡¯m so happy that I got good feedback but my happiness is short lived. As soon as I step foot into the house I¡¯m smacked across the face. My cheek stings I don¡¯t have time to register what¡¯s happening before I¡¯m thrown to the floor and repeatedly kicked in the stomach. ¡°You dizguztin¡¯ kyd.¡± My father slurs as he continuously hits me. I try to stand up but a bottle of liquor is brought down on my head, the glass shattering on my skin and the alcohol burning the cuts. When he finally walks away I stagger to my room. My phone starts to ring ¡°Chimmy >.<¡± The ID reads, my vision goes blurry. I answer the call and mutter. ¡°Jimin Help Please.¡± Before blacking out completely


    Jungkook POV:


    I awake in a room I recognize as Jimin¡¯s. I sigh really what would I do without my Chim? Jimin walks in and sits next to me on the bed. ¡°Jungkook-ah you¡¯re staying I don¡¯t care what you say you¡¯re staying.¡± I nod. Jimin moved out a few months ago when he turned eighteen. His parents are pretty rich too, they own a law firm. So they didn''t have a problem with buying Jimin a three story house that he would live in by himself. He had tried countless times to convince me to come stay but I always refused. I didn''t want to be a burden. I had to find my own way out. Jimin smiled at me. ¡°Luckily there were no bruises on your face! I wrapped the ones on your stomach already and applied ointment to the cuts the bottle caused. You¡¯re not going to school today. You can go tomorrow, stay here and rest. I don¡¯t want any argument. I have to go otherwise I¡¯ll be late.¡± He hugged me before giving me one last wave and leaving for school. I sat there for a few minutes before remembering that Jimin always keeps sketching paper in his drawer for when I come over. Opening the nightstand drawer I pull out a pencil and sketching paper. I draw what my mind commands me too. In a few moments I¡¯m lost in my own world.Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.


    Taehyung POV:


    ¡°Kim Taehyung get out of bed! You¡¯re going to be late!¡± I groan and crawl out of bed. I shower, change my clothes and brush my hair. I walk downstairs to be greeted by my parents. I actually have two dads Kim Seokjin and Kim Namjoon but that didn''t stop them from getting where they are today. My parents are eating breakfast. I take my seat and start to eat too. ¡°Taehyung when are you going to get a partner and stop playing around?¡± Appa Jin says as points his fork at me. I smile and shrug. I don¡¯t want to tell them about the angel-like boy. I know they won¡¯t stop teasing me. Appa Jin glares at me. ¡°Namjoon tell him to stop playing around.¡± Appa Joon didn''t look up from his phone. ¡°Taehyung stop playing around.¡± Appa Jin started yelling at him to get off his phone. I left the house the voices of their yells following me into my car. When I get to school Hobi tackles me. ¡°Tae where¡¯ve you been!¡± He yells in my ear. Yoongi looks annoyed and stuffs the bread he¡¯s holding in Hobi¡¯s mouth to make him be quiet. I smile at him in appreciation to which he rolls his eyes. ¡°Taehyung Oppa!¡± The voice comes from down the hall. ¡°Run!¡± I mouth to Yoongi and Hobi. They nod and we take off down the hall. The girl continues to run after us , until Yoongi turns into a room and pulls us all in with him. I recognize it immediately as the art room. ¡°Um are you guys okay?¡± A voice comes from behind us. We turn around and see Jimin. I nod he¡¯s holding up a beautiful painting.


    I move closer to it and the work on it is beautiful. ¡°Hey Jimin?¡± I ask still mesmerized by the painting. ¡°Yeah?¡± He questions. The brush strokes are almost invisible. ¡°Did you do this?¡± He laughs. ¡°What? Yeah I wish, No this is by Jungkook.¡± Jungkook the angel. ¡°The boy on stage yesterday?¡± I ask turning to look at him. He smiles and nods. ¡°Yep that''s the one.¡± ¡°Why isn''t he with you?¡± I question tilting my head to the side.

 Chapter 4

    Taehyung POV:


    Jimin looked at me, his eyes darting back and forth across the room before he stuttered out an answer. ¡°Oh u-um J-j-jungkook haha yeah he um oh right yeah he stayed um at um home today so yeah.¡± He rubbed the back of his neck while his ears turned red. I cocked my head to the side. ¡°Are you sure? You seem pretty unsure doesn''t he Yoongi?¡± Yoongi nodded and Jimin turned even redder. He shook his head, ¡°What! No I¡¯m not lying why-why would I lie about that?¡± He awkwardly laughed and shook his head. I moved closer to him. ¡°Are you sure?¡± Jimin backed up and fell. ¡°Y-yeah I-i¡¯m very sure.¡± ¡°Hmm¡± I hummed backing away at last. Jimin seemed relieved and I held out my hand to help him up. I was going to say something but the bell rang. Sighing, I nudged Yoongi and we walked to class. I was too busy concentrating on my angel to concentrate on anything going on around me. The teachers'' lectures went through one ear and came out the other. During our ride home Yoongi and Hobi noticed, ¡°Hey Tae?¡± Hobi asked, waving his hand in front of my face. I nodded and Yoongi snickered. ¡°He¡¯s too busy wondering about his amazing Jungkook.¡± I looked at Yoongi surprised. ¡°W-what! N-no I¡¯m Not!¡± Yoongi rolled his eyes. Hobi looked at me skeptically, ¡°Tae look I know you¡¯re a good person but you play around with people and Jungkook he¡¯s too fragile for that.¡± I looked at Hobi, ¡°No Hobi I know I play around but this is different it''s like I can¡¯t stop thinking about him and he¡¯s so pretty and-¡± I was cut off by Yoongi. ¡°Alright lover boy, why don¡¯t you just leave letters for him like shakespeare?¡± He laughed. I smiled, ¡°You might be onto something!¡± Ending the call I nodded. This could actually work. I nodded my head and sped home. Hours later I sat at my desk. This was impossible what would I even say. The clock struck 12 o¡¯clock and appa Jin walked in, he walked over to me. ¡°Kim Taehyung what are you doing up!¡± I looked towards appa Jin. ¡°Eomma¡± I sighed and he looked at me surprised I only ever called him that when I was serious. ¡°Eomma I think I¡¯m in love.¡± Appa Jin looked at me again. ¡°Taehyung, are you sure?¡± I nodded. ¡°Eomma he¡¯s not like my flings. He''s so beautiful and I haven''t even talked to him yet but he took my breath away and his singing is so amazing and he¡¯s so shy. He looks so fragile like glass and I¡¯m so afraid that if I get the courage to talk to him I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ll hurt him.¡± Appa Jin smiled at me. ¡°Taehyung-ah you really sound like you love him. Why don¡¯t you tell him all of this? I¡¯m sure he¡¯ll love you just as much, and if he can¡¯t see how amazing you are then he¡¯s just not good enough for you.¡± I smiled and kissed his cheek. ¡°Thanks Eomma you always know what to say.¡± He nodded, kissed my forehead and left the room. Sighing I picked up the pen again and began to write.


    Dear Jungkook,


    Hello angel, I saw you perform on Monday for the first time you were so amazing, your voice took my breath away. Actually not just your voice you yourself took my breath away I kept wondering how a human could be so angelic. You¡¯re so beautiful that I can¡¯t even begin to describe it. At first I thought Angel would be a perfect fit. But the word Angel can¡¯t even describe half of your beauty, it doesn''t describe how fragile you appear to be. Your looks corrupt my every thought and the way you move like you¡¯re teasing me with every step daring me to talk to you otherwise you¡¯ll move on. I can¡¯t understand how I¡¯m able to smoothly talk to the prettiest ladies but when it comes to you I get tongue tied. Your beauty makes me forget everything going on around me . I don¡¯t know what it is but I think I¡¯m falling in love with you. I dunno what you¡¯ll think about this but I would love it if you could answer me back and leave me a letter on the roof under the bricks. Don¡¯t wait for me love, I¡¯ll probably wait till you''re gone.This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version.


    The next day


    Taehyung POV:


    The next day I got to school early and talked the school secretary into giving me Jungkook¡¯s locker number. I ran through the hallways and I could see people watching me but I didn¡¯t care. Breathless I reached Jungkooks¡¯ locker and slipped the letter into his locker. Before running away to my own locker.


    Jungkook POV:


    I stayed the night at Jimin¡¯s house and we had a lot of fun. But he wouldn¡¯t stop teasing me about what I had sketched. Honestly I didn¡¯t even know I was sketching Taehyung. But the minute Jimin saw it he wouldn¡¯t stop talking about it. The whole way to school and he wouldn''t stop, thankfully he signed up to help in the art room in the mornings so I was left alone. I didn¡¯t mind though I had time to collect my thoughts. I opened my locker door and a piece of paper fell out. I picked it up and opened it. The handwriting was so pretty, I read what it said and a smile was painted on my face. Halfway through the day I got a text from Jimin that said he was leaving because he didn¡¯t feel well and He would see me at home. Smiling I texted an ¡®Okay¡¯ back. Now I wouldn''t have to answer questions about where I was going during lunch. The period before lunch I had a free period so I started thinking about what to write. Finally I picked up my pencil and started to write.


    Hello whoever you are,


    Your letter really made me feel special. Thank you for your words but I don¡¯t think I¡¯m angelic. I¡¯m just normal, you though must be an extraordinary person to think that about someone ordinary like me. I don¡¯t know who would ever fall in love with someone like me, but I¡¯m thankful for your letter. Your kind words , make me blush though I don¡¯t know who you are. Can you give me a clue?


    Rushing to the roof I placed the note there and waited for some time. But I remembered what the letter had said, I guess they really weren¡¯t going to come. I hoped it wasn¡¯t a girl then I would have to turn them down, sighing I left the roof and continued on my school day.


    Taehyung POV:


    As soon as I saw Jungkook leave the roof I bounded for where he had left the letter. I had been watching from a distance. Shakily I opened the letter. What\ if he had been creeped out? I brought the letter to my face and began to read it. The words brought a smile on my face and I pocketed the letter. The rest of the day I was extremely giddy. He was happy to see my letter to hear my words. I didn¡¯t realise how wide I was smiling when I walked through the door, Appa Jin raised an eyebrow at me. ¡°What happened to you?¡± I ran over and hugged him. ¡°Eomma he answered me and he didn¡¯t think I was creepy he was happy to receive my letter and he wrote me back!¡± I cheered. Appa Jin looked at me. ¡°Taehyung I thought you were going to talk to him not leave him letters! What if he walks up to you in the hall and talks to you?¡± I shook my head. ¡°No Eomma, they''re anonymous!¡± Appa Jin sighed exasperated, ¡°Okay Taehyung.¡± I smiled and ran upstairs. After quickly finishing my homework I pulled out another piece of paper. The words that seemed to be filling my head only moments before had disappeared. I gripped my hair in my hands , why wasn¡¯t anything working!