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" So I was nothing to you ? " - Jimin
" Yeah, you were... just a little slut. " -Jungkook
★ A story where a beautiful , innocent, pure hearted 20 years old Park Jimin hopelessly falls in love with a ruthless, cold hearted , Billionare...
“ Even when he forgot his home, The home didn't forget him in the need hurting him more. ”
Third Person's POV
Jungkook didn't know why was he remembering all the pasts from years ago all suddenly. May be it was because that day was just a single day away. ‘ Pain’ would really be a very small word for what Jungkook makes him feel in that day.
He stood under the cold shower with dead eyes as he unknowingly remembered about that day and all the things his life had showed him afterwards. He knew he was thinking all these because that day was again coming. Why does it has to come ? Each year ? That day makes him feel what he doesn't want to.... he feels pain, helpless. There were times where Jungkook almost killed himself in that day in his teenage years.
It was so hard for him to save himself from his own demons.
But once again, Jungkook suddenly remembered about a single person. Those beautiful glossy eyes, soft hair, perfect button nose, rose petal like lips, honey smooth voice ...His Doll.
“ what about his smile ? That's the prettiest thing ever ! ” Jungkook unconsciously remembered himself and suddenly he forgot about all the dark things going through his mind. He didn't even care to think about stopping himself from letting his brain take over the thoughts of Jimin.
Jungkook simply sank into the thoughts that made him feel different.... happy. Never in his life he thought anyone will see him like Jimin does, understand him like Jimin does. Now he suddenly missed Jimin.
Oh how frustrating. He hasn't seen Jimin for the entire 30 minutes ! So long ! Without thinking anything more he turned the shower off , washing away all the worst thoughts of hurting himself once again which he might have done if Jimin didn't corrupt his mind.
After drying himself off and wrapping the silk robe around him, he didn't even glance at the drawer where he certainly kept those sharp metal blades which were once his best company.
Jungkook walked into the vast bedroom of the private 72th floor where no one stepped into other than him and ofcourse his Doll. His eyes straight went to the bed where he left the sleeping Jimin tucked under the sheets. The younger had fell asleep on his lap after dinner or more likely after the medicine. How could Jungkook move away his Doll who was sleeping so peacefully with his head resting on his shoulder ? So Jungkook had finished all his works like that and carried Jimin to the bedroom. Well, it was just his Doll and him. No one has to see this side of The Jeon Jungkook nor anyone ever will.
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But Jungkook's eyebrows scrunched up as he didn't found Jimin on the bed. His eyes quickly roamed around the room to find the sight of his Doll .
" Dol- " Jungkook was about to call when Jungkook was about to call when he caught the glance of a familiar silhouette standing in the balcony . It was certainly Jungkook's Doll, wearing his silk night robe which was falling off from his shoulder because Jungkook didn't tie it properly and Jimin didn't care to fix.
