Jungkook's P.O.V

"Jeon Jungkook!!" I was shocked when I heard my mom calling me by my full name. It would always go bad when it happens. I've been stuck, thinking, should I go out there or should I pretend to be dead. It always worked and my mom always believed my act ever since... yeah.

I got an asthma out of nowhere, it seems more severe more than ever. I can't even count with my own fingers. How many times have I been hospitalized this year?

And don't get me started with my severe allergy with seafood. I would've been in a hospital ward for like- I don't know... For weeks! Well. Yeah. I Know. If I do have an allergic reaction, then, why bother to eat it. Who should I blame when that butter prawn and that grill lobster are so damn good! And oh!! Did I mentioned about how much I love seasoned crabs???

"Jeon Jungkook! You better come down here! And don't pretend you're dead! !I'm  not going to believe it!"

Fuck it! How did my mom read my own thoughts? How could she know what I'm thinking about? Man. I might end up believing people if they said mom has some kind of super power.

"Yeah. Yeah. Coming!" I said and walked out of my room, walking down the stairs, trying to control my breathing, and finally, to our wide living room where I saw my mother looking at me with her her harsh glares. Her arms were folded on her chest. Intimidating.

"Y-Yes?" I stuttered as I sensed something bad when she suddenly threw her phone on the table, she gave me a sign with her eyes for me to take it.

'No. Please. Don't tell she knows.' I pray.

Damt it! I knew she would find out about it sooner or later when I saw my twitter account on her phone screen.

"Mind to explain?" Mom asked, her tone being too firm.

"N-No. This is just-- I am just..." I ended up stuttering in fear.

"No! I'm done with your shit! You are going to get married right this instance!" She said as her voice boomed over.

"But mom! I'm only 19 years old!" I screamed back, trying to reason out.

"You choose then! Either you find your own wife or I'll do it myself!" She said with a stern voice.

My hands fall to my side. I stood still. Her phone shows the exact reason why she is like this at this moment.

Yes, I have a Twitter account, which is undeniably famous.. @taekook9597.

You want to know what it means? Taehyung and Jungkook. Yes. I am a gay. And I will love my Taehyung for the rest of my life. I'll fight for my love!!

Author's notes.

So, yeah. I am the author. It would take me a while to publish this story. Since my first story didn't get much attention, I am afraid that this story will have the same fate to it too. But, since I love writing so much, I decided to make it and publish it. Anyway, I'm not going to update until my first story(An Error Butterfly) is finished. And, I'll only update if this chapter gets at least 20 readers, with at least 10 votes and comments. Please help me. It hurts to see people reading your works but won't even support to it. Thanks for your support in advance. And yeah. I am a Vkook's trash