[4. Arrested]
Jungkook's mother was from the slums. His father had always been an alcoholic—even before marrying her. But they loved each other.
She died giving birth to him.
Since then, it had always been just him and his father.
His father worked odd jobs—warehouse shifts, sometimes loading trucks at the docks. Nothing steady. Nothing stable
Most nights, he'd come home smelling like cheap alcohol and sweat collapsing on the couch without a word.
It wasn’t like the old man hated him.
He just didn’t care enough.
Jeon Jungkook (RÕ)
*Glanced at the couch—and paused.*
His father, Jeon Gi-yoon, sat upright for once. Not drunk. Not passed out. Just… quiet. staring at wall.
Jeon Jungkook (RÕ)
*Began to walk toward his room—but a Hand grabbed his wrist*
What—
Before he could protest, his father stood up and gently cupped his face. His hands were rough. His grip, shaky.
Jeon Gi-yoon (Ã)
I’m sorry, Jungkook-ah
Jeon Jungkook (RÕ)
*Frowned*
...What do you mean?"
Jeon Gi-yoon (Ã)
What if Appa doesn’t come home anymore?
Jeon Gi-yoon (Ã)
*His voice cracked, a tear slipping down his cheek*
Jeon Gi-yoon (Ã)
Would you be okay? Would you eat well? Take care of yourself....
Jeon Jungkook (RÕ)
W--Why are you saying this...?
*felt uneasy*
Jeon Gi-yoon (Ã)
*smiled faintly*
Jeon Gi-yoon (Ã)
They think I killed someone, Jungkook-ah…But I swear— I didn’t do it… I just—I passed out in the truck. I was drunk, but I didn’t—
Jeon Jungkook (RÕ)
*eyes widened*
Jeon Gi-yoon (Ã)
*his hand's founds his son's as he kept jungkook's both hands on his forehead sobbing out.*
Jeon Jungkook (RÕ)
Appa… what are you saying? Don’t—don’t scare me like this.😨
Jeon Gi-yoon (Ã)
I don't know Anything—I just woke up in the backseat with blood on the bumper…
(CBI OFFICER)
Mr. Jeon Gi-yoon! This is the Central Bureau of Investigation.
(CBI OFFICER)
Open the door—we have a warrant for your arrest under Section 304 of the Penal Code. Step back from the door!
The door burst open. Several officers in dark jackets stormed in, pushing past the furniture and grabbing Gi-yoon.
(CBI OFFICER)
You are under arrest for suspicion of vehicular homicide in a hit-and-run case that occurred two nights ago.
Jeon Jungkook (RÕ)
No!.......😭
*screamed, sobbing.*
Jeon Jungkook (RÕ)
It wasn’t him! He’d never—he doesn’t even drive when he’s that drunk—please, leave him! 😭
But no one listened.
His father didn’t resist.
Jeon Gi-yoon (Ã)
*turned back with a bitter smile, eyes glistening*
Jeon Gi-yoon (Ã)
*pressed a kiss to Jungkook’s knuckles before being dragged out of the house in cuffs.*
After that, Jungkook went to court—but he was just a college student, barely surviving in life, with no proper knowledge or power.
They easily bribed the lawyer assigned to defend his father, and within days, Jeon Gi-yoon was given a life sentence for a crime he didn’t commit.
Jungkook dropped out of college after that.
He felt pathetic—because when he finally realized the truth, it was too late. And even after that... what could he do?
Nothing.
All he could do was visit his father once every few months, watching him rot away behind those cold prison bars.
He took up small jobs—working in stores, doing shifts in local shops, anything that paid enough to get by. He had no special talent, no ambition left, and no dreams worth chasing.
His life, from that moment, was just survival.
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