In the Dark

                                    

                                          
Luna has been laying unconscious in Jungkook's bed for a couple of days now. He's been caring for her ever since hoping she wakes up.
He wakes each morning to try giving her more blood. He waits and waits looking for any sign of movement, but so far nothing. The rest of the guys have stopped by a number of times to check her status and also make sure he's ok.
Yoongi had her scanned again the day following her collapse and the portal is much bigger now. He's afraid she may not have much time left at all. He hates to put a timeframe on it, but Jungkook was desperate, almost in tears, asking Yoongi how much time she has left. His best guess is she has maybe 2 weeks, assuming no one else goes through her portal. That time could be cut in half if another Saakhan, or anyone, goes through her. 
Jungkook is trying to stay calm. He's been working his whole life to keep his emotions from taking him over. He knows he can act irrationally if he lets that happen, and he can't afford to do that right now. 
Yet he somehow found himself back at Luna's parents house two nights later. The house was surrounded by police tape, but no one was present. Jungkook went inside and spent most of the night making sure there was nothing they had overlooked. Her parents bodies have been taken away, but the mess and blood remain. 
He carefully went through the house not finding anything to help their investigation of the SV aside from what Yoongi already found before. Perhaps that's not the reason why he's there. He doesnt know why he's there, at least he doesn't want to admit it, but still he looks through the house getting a glimpse into the place Luna grew up. 
He spends the time cleaning up small things and looking at the photos of young Luna and her family. He goes to her room looking around more getting a sense of the person she was as she was growing up. There's journals that had been saved going back to when she was a child. He reads her words as she expressed sadness in her younger years for being different. Through her writing he learned how other kids called her many names when she was a child. They made fun of her eye and even called her names when she was hospitalized briefly after receiving a severe sunburn on part of her leg. 
After chuckling at embarrassing photos and reading a few more things that make him empathize deeply with her, he goes back home. Once again, he's disappointed to enter his room and see that she still hasn't moved. He gives her another dose of blood and sits there looking at her. 
Luna hasn't come out of the dark abyss. After seeing the memory of Jungkook, she had remained in constant darkness. She has no idea how long she's been in this state, but being left with only her thoughts has begun to take a toll on her. She would rather relive more memories than continue thinking to herself for all of eternity. 
Suddenly she can hear a faint voice. She still can't see a thing so she tries her best to make out what the voice is saying. 
"...maybe I should have let someone else do this, but I can't now. I think I'm in too deep." 
The voice gets louder and Luna realizes it's Jungkook's voice. She can't tell where his voice is coming from but he continues speaking. 
"I don't know how to talk to you," he continues. "I don't know how to talk to anyone. My dad has spent years telling me not to let my emotions get the best of me because it can get me in trouble. So...I can't let any of this show. I can't let anyone see my weakness. I can't let anyone use it against me."
He pauses a moment before continuing. 
"Why did you call me Kookie? My focus is so fucked up, why would you do that? I've trained so hard to pass the emotional tests to get my gun license, now I can't seem to keep myself together and I don't understand why. Why am I only weak around you? Why am I so...insecure around you? I could have just let Jimin take care of you, but I can't even let that happen and I don't know why. I'm just trying to be a good shield. A better one than my dad, but it feels like I can't do that with you around. I just become a fucking mess and a failure. Fuck. I just..." his voice cracks and he says nothing more.