Jungkook POV
I was at a nice field with Dada and Daddy. We were running around and playing in the grass when I found the most beautiful flower in the field.
I ran to it. I inspected it before ripping it from the ground.
'I'm gonna give it to Dada!' I thought. I ran over to a patch of white flowers where Dada and Daddy were sitting.
"Dada! Dada! Wook! A pwetty fwower!" I waved the flower in the air as I ran to them.
I cupped the flower in my hands and brought it to Dada.
He scoffed and flicked it off my hand.
I stood there dumbfounded.
Dada stood up and stepped on the flower before moving his foot from side-to-side, crushing it.
I fell to my knees as he walked away with Daddy, not looking back.
I sobbed in the field surrounded with white flowers.
It soon started to rain, the once white flowers that surrounded me were painted with a nasty black, and so was my vision.
I stayed there, crying my heart out as it rained all over the field. I then heard footsteps.
When they were getting louder I curled up into a ball.
"It's okay. I won't hurt you." The voice was very calm and soft.
"W-Who are you?" I softly spoke.
"I'm your friend. Your savior."
"W-What's your name?"
"Death."
Then I woke up.
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Found (Jungkook x BTS)
FanfictionJungkook has been in and out of abusive relationships because he's a Little. He's never been loved and doesn't even know what love is, until one day he finds a friendly group of boys that are willing to be his caretakers.
