Jeon Jungkook' JAIL

• Are you going to wait for him any longer? Yoongi, are you an idiot or something?

• I can't do it any other way, Jimin. He's my boyfriend.

"I don't give a shit who he is, they'll put him in jail for two years. Those two years are wasted, he's already such a moron, and now you'll have to wait for him," Jimin sighs and closes his eyes in irritation. Yoongi has always been stubborn. Nasty when it comes to his beautiful, beloved one.

• Jimin.

"What's wrong with Jimin? I'm just upset. Jungkook isn't worthy of you, he's not worthy of you waiting for him for two years," the older man spat nervously and frowned. "You could find someone even better in those two years. What do you need this asshole for?"

But Yoongi didn't listen. He loved Jungkook, or rather, had been chasing him since school. Jungkook was a troublemaker, nervous, wild, with a brash and difficult personality. But Yoongi justified it by saying he simply had a bad childhood. Yes, Jungkook's childhood was indeed unfortunate. Because of that, he grew up a troublemaker, the kind of person you can do anything to. But often, such people aren't good for relationships, yet Yoongi still tried to somehow build something out of this dirty chaos.

Two years passed, and during those two years, Yoongi had gotten used to the silence, to the calm; he'd forgotten what emotional swings were. He'd forgotten what wild sex every day was. He'd become gentle, quiet. He'd learned to breathe evenly, no longer nervous. But it seemed two years of silence weren't enough. Jungkook had returned, and that meant the quiet life was over. The elder arrived immediately that evening; he didn't come into the house, but sat in the car and waited for Yoongi to come out.

Yoongi had forgotten the feeling of being waited for outside his window in the evenings, and he'd forgotten how Jungkook usually stopped by after a fight to pick up flowers and give them to him as a sign of affection. These seemed like small things, but they covered up all the arguments and Jungkook's furious, hot-tempered nature. Now Yoongi sees his car outside his window again, black and tinted. With the familiar obscene music playing on the speakers. That long-forgotten chaos again. I wonder if Jungkook has changed much in these two years in prison. Most likely, yes. Prison often changes people.

You are not yourself.

• I know.