Jinkook Exhibit

8.2 Gun's N Rose's 🔞

Jungkook winced when the cold alcohol touching his wounds.

"You can't even hold the pain.. Such a baby." Said Seokjin, his neighbours, also a veterinarian from a small animal clinic a few blocks from their apartment. His face wrinkles in concern.

It's two in the morning when he reach house, bumped into Seokjin that was out throwing the garbage. The neighbour freaks out when he sees his white dress shirt soaks with blood and so he offers to help.

"I know what you're doing. I literally live in the building next to you, mister.."

"..."

"Anygay, I'm Seokjin. Nice to meet you."

"..." Jungkook's eyebrows arched.

"You don't want to tell your name??"

"..."

"Alright. I guess people like you usually not talking much. Understa—"

Seokjin's silenced when Jungkook suddenly pointing his gun at his face.

"If you know what I am doing then shut the fuck your mouth and do your fucking job. I don't need your fucking mouth to preach at me." Said Jungkook, not thinking much, just want to settle things quickly.

He's tired and he need rest. The wound isn't big. It'll only take minutes to clean and stitching. But with Seokjin talking unstoppable, he's only cleaning the wound for almost minutes by now.

"..." Seokjin's face turns sour. "I'm sorry.."

His eyes redden and glassy, holding back the tears. To some extent he felt a twinge when Jungkook scolded him. But Jungkook showed no sign of wanting to apologize for the abusive words he said to Seokjin earlier. He was busy chugging a bottle of wine, holding back the pain as the needle pierced into his skin.

"Fuck....!" he groaned.

"Please hold on. Just a few stitches and we're done, baby—" Seokjin immediately stop talking. It's not that he want to call Jungkook with the name but that's what he used to call whenever he treating the animal in his clinic.

"I'm not a baby."

"... I know.. I'm just used to it.."

"You called that fucking animal baby??"

Seokjin nods.

"Alright. I did looks like an animal to you, huh?"

"What— No, I didn't mean that—"

"It's fine. I don't feel very human anygay."

Seokjin blushed, eyes fixed on the wounds trying to focus on finishing the stitching. Jungkook snickers. He gulp down the bottle, staring at Seokjin without blinking after finishing the drink.

".. There.. It's.. Done.." Seokjin gets up to wash his hands and back to pack his suitcase to leave. Jungkook still has his gaze fixed on him, making him uncomfortable.

".. Don't wash the wound.. Until it dry.. Then.. I'll leave.. Take care.." he turn his body to leave but suddenly was pulled backward with a strong arm wrapped around his wrist.

He lost his balance and fall right on Jungkook's laps.

"Wha—what are you doing?" he was shocked that he became stutter.

"Is that how you come out to me that you are a gay?" asked Jungkook, sliding his hands on Seokjin's waist.

"N—no I didn't.. I— I was.. Just—"