Wallflower (Season Two)

Chapter One: Our Pain.

Jimin felt his heart stop for a brief moment when he'd heard that loud crash.

The first thing that came to his mind was that Jungkook was in danger. That his mate was hurt or worse. Jimin could feel his heart pounding in his chest and shaking his ribcage as he stumbled to run out of their room on shaky legs, still weak from his earlier vomit session.

"Jungkook!" Jimin called and slid into the kitchen as he looked around before he saw a sight that broke his heart in two. Huddled up in the corner of their kitchen was his Jungkookie, arms wrapped around his head and shaking. Jimin's eyes lowered as he glanced to the side, seeing the mess of broken mugs that Jungkook must have pulled down by accident. Jimin slowly walked towards his mate as he tried to be light and careful with his approach. Jimin could hear Jungkook's soft whimpers and hushed apologizes. Jimin slowly kneeled down in front of the other as he tilted his head, blocking Jungkook's view of the mess he'd made.

"Gukie, baby, hey. It's me." Jimin spoke softly. Jungkook seem to freeze at the sound of Jimin's voice as he turned his wide eyed, fear filled gaze on Jimin. He blinked a few times, almost as if he wasn't sure if Jimin was real or not.

"M – M – M..." Jungkook stuttered out, but Jimin offered a soft, warm smile as he slowly reached out his hand towards the other. Jimin stopped when Jungkook tensed up and backed into the wall some.

"Shh, shh, it is okay. You know I won't hurt you Gukie. It is just us here okay?" Jimin said, slowly brushing his fingertips along Jungkook's arm, just to show he meant no harm to the other. Jungkook's eyes lowered as he seem to relax just a little.

"J – Ji...Jimin?" Jungkook called softly, Jimin gave a small nod, inching closer as he gently slid his hands onto each of Jungkook's cheeks. Making the shaking Alpha look him in the eyes, so Jungkook could see him.

"I'm right here baby." Jimin said, using his thumbs to wipe away the forming tears from Jungkook's long lashes. "See me?" Jimin asked. Jungkook gave a slow nod as he finally seemed to be calming down. His sour scent was slowly going back to its normal state. Jungkook swallowed as he took deep breaths to try and calm himself down the rest of the way.

"I – I'm sorry." Jungkook said. Jimin shook his head, leaning forehead as he placed a kiss against Jungkook's forehead.

"Don't be. You aren't hurt, anywhere are you?" Jimin asked, kissing at Jungkook's cheeks and earning a soft whimper from the other.

"...no." Jungkook said quietly, his voice still strained with emotion. Jimin pulled back as he sighed in relief.

"Good, you scared me." Jimin said with a small pout. Jungkook curled his larger hands around Jimin's, making the other squeeze his cheeks a bit as he tried to get as close to Jimin as he could.

"M'sorry." Jungkook said. Jimin kissed Jungkook's nose as he giggled.

"It's okay, I will let you have a free pass since you are cute." Jimin said, moving his hands despite Jungkook's protest and pushing them through Jungkook's long locks, slicking his hair back and off his face as he used his sleeve to clean it some of the tear streaks.

"But you have to be more careful Gukie." Jimin said. Jungkook glanced to the side. He hated that he was so pathetic. At a time like this, he should be caring for Jimin, but like always, it was Jimin coming to his rescue. Always with a warm, gentle smile and understanding tone. Jimin noticed the pout on Jungkook's face and his eyes lowered, his smile slipping a little. Despite how far they had come with Jungkook's therapy, he still had a lot of PTSD from his childhood abuse and these episodes were becoming more frequent the deeper that the therapist seem to dig. A small part of Jimin wondered if this was hurting more than helping. Jimin tugged on Jungkook's long locks.

"It has gotten so long, hm?" Jimin said, a thoughtful look on his face as he admired how healthy and pretty Jungkook's long hair was.

"Don't like it?" Jungkook asked. Jimin lowered his eyes to Jungkook's as he smirked a bit playfully.

"Actually, I love it. It suits you. But might want to tame it a little. I think a man bun would be cute." Jimin said. Jungkook's brows knitted together in thought.

"A man bun?" Jungkook asked. Jimin nodded as he shifted slowly to stand, pulling Jungkook up with him, although it took some effort on his part. Jimin turned to walk towards the mess of glass on the floor.

"Well, we should clean this up." Jimin said, but he let out a surprised noise when Jungkook grabbed his arm to stop him. Jimin blinked before he turned and glanced back at Jungkook curiously.

"Baby?" Jimin said as Jungkook glanced to the side, a scowl and frown decorating his face.

"...let me. I did it." Jungkook said. Jimin lowered his eyes as he smiled and turned to face the other, gently patting Jungkook's cheek.

"Okay Gukie. But be careful. I am going to take a shower, call me if you need me. I will come running, okay?" Jimin said. Jungkook's face took on a guilty expression but he slowly nodded. Jimin went to leave the kitchen and Jungkook stared at his back as he curled his hands into tight fists as he bit his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. I should be saying that to you. Was the thought that Jungkook had as he glanced down at the mess of plate and coffee mug on the kitchen floor. When was he going to be strong enough? Be good enough for Jimin? Jimin walked into the bathroom, closing the door as he slumped back against it. He wrapped his arms around himself as he slowly slid down it and curled into himself, burying his face into the tops of his knees as his form shook, small sobs leaving him. His mind flashing to the horrified look on Jungkook's face.

The feelings that shot through their bond and made him dizzy. The nightmares he shared with Jungkook of the abuse he'd suffered, mixing with his own childhood traumas and the death of Yoongi. It all came crashing down on him, but he couldn't ever let Jungkook see him like this. Jimin had to be strong for Jungkook. Jungkook needed him. But was he enough? Jimin's soft sobs filled the bathroom as he tried to hold his emotions back from flooding Jungkook. Jungkook paused in sweeping up the pieces as he felt a slight pain in his chest and a throb from his mating mark and he glanced over his shoulder as his eyes lowered. Jimin.

Jimin slowly turned on the water to the shower as he slipped into it once his clothes were off. Pressing his hands against the wall under the showerhead as the scolding hot water rushed down his bare skin. Jimin stared down at the drain as the water rushed into it and his half-lidded eyes were filled with something.

Pain.