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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.
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“ He woke up ? What happened ? Don't tell me he had another nightmare ! Is his head ache coming back? ” this single thought made Jungkook quickly approch Jimin in the balcony who still didn't acknowledge the older in the room.
Jungkook silently walked behind Jimin who was busy looking at the past midnight city view with gleaming eyes while lots of things going through his head. He woke up and was paranoid cause he didn't find himself in the older's arms nor the older was in the room. Then he heard the shower and calmed himself .. the older didn't leave him. But when he took his phone to ask Hoseok if Taehyung had already returned or not, he saw the news broadcast of this evening and the chaos that is still going on circling the event .
" Oh -ah " Jimin let out a light squeal of surprise and almost jumped as a very familiar tattoed hand wrapped around his waist from behind and pulled him a little away from the glass railings.
But in a flick of seconds Jimin relaxed and his back rested on the strong chest behind while Jungkook suddenly rested his face on Jimin shoulder. The younger gasped as he held Jungkook's hand around his waist with a tender touch and felt tingles , not to mention his rapid heartbeats.
" Why were you standing so close to the railings Dollie ? " Jungkook's breathy voice beside his ear made Jimin's breathe hitch. He felt the older's body was cold. He might have took a freezing shower once again. The wet long hair on Jimin's skin made him feel so different, a different kind of sensation and he felt safe in the man's arm even after what he just saw in the news.
" I di-didn't realise.. " Jimin almost whispered cause it was really hard to speak when little cold droplets of water was wetting his skin and at the same time Jungkook's hot breathe was making Jimin close his eyes and breathe sharply.
" Be careful Dollie. " Jungkook said with a more lower raspy tone, not like his usual cold strong deep voice. This had something intoxicating.
Few seconds passed and Jimin could only clutch onto Jungkook's hand as he rested his head on the older's shoulder when Jungkook pulled him closer. Jimin wanted to ask something real bad when he already knew the answer but still he couldn't stop himself. It's just his master, no one else.
But before Jimin could say anything Jungkook spoke.
" What made you wake up now ? Is it another Nightmare again Doll ? " Jungkook asked making Jimin turn around in a quick move and pressing their lower bodies together.
Jungkook's one hand was wrapped around Jimin's waist tightly while another one was already on it's way to Jimin's nape. While Jimin could only stare at the epitome of gorgeousness infront of him. He couldn't even blink. It doesn't matter how many times he see his Jungkookie ..it was never enough. Right now Jungkook didn't look real . His perfectly sculpted face which looked like a goddamned Greek God and those wet long hair.
Jimin gulped as he put his hands on the older's chest like everytime . City lights illuminated on their faces when Jimin looked at Jungkook's eyes ..... Watching how the older's eyes roamed over his face...but with a different expression...was it worry?
" No.. I just woke up...and couldn't see y-you... I thought you lef- " Jimin couldn't complete his answer, thinking if Jungkook will get angry because of it. He didn't want to ruin the older's mood after all this day. Jimin never had felt this kind of comfort with anyone where he almost cried when Jungkook fed him patiently.
Even if Jimin didn't complete his words, Jungkook understood . What was there to not understand ?...but it certainly made Jungkook angry. Not on Jimin but on himself. He hated how Jimin thinks that Jungkook can easily leave him and what Jungkook hated more....is he made Jimin feel like this. He had left Jimin for numerous times for his fucked up feelings.