Jinkook Exhibit

8.8 Gun's N Rose's 🔞

"Thank you.." Jungkook smiles at the girl for the coffee she served. He has arrived at the old diner around 5 minutes ago, choosing to sit at the last table near the bookshelf, separated from the other customers.

He hide his wounds under a baggy denim jacket so Seokjin won't be able to see him in pain.

He don't want the doctor to worry about him or get back with him out of sympathy. He don't want to ruin the marriage, if that's what Seokjin really want.

He pull down the black mask, holding the cup with shaking hand, enjoying sipping the hot coffee. After a while, he put the cup back on the table and wear back the black mask, waiting for Seokjin.

Ding!

A new text message arrived. He immediately check the phone without wasting the times. It's a message from Seokjin.

Jin - Where are you? I'm here.

Jungkook looked up at the entrance direction. From his seat, he can see the guy is searching for him. He raise his hand, waving at him.

"Seokjin!"

Seokjin turns to his direction. His heart break when their eyes meets. Seokjin looks tired with black circle around his eyes. His puffy cheek somehow still so cute, Jungkook want to pinch them. And his lips, full and pink. He want to kiss them, if Seokjin allow him.

Seokjin pull the chair in front of him, taking off his baseball hat, put on the table.

"What is it you wanna talk about, Jungkook..?" asked the doctor immediately after settle down on the chair.

Jungkook smiles under the mask. "How are you? You looks tired.." he asked, not answering the questions.

".. Yeah.. I'm tired.."

"Havent had enough rest?"

"Um.."

"Take care of yourself, don't fall sick.."

"I know.." Seokjin glance at his watch.
"I'm a bit busy right now.. So, what is it that you want to speak with me..?"

Jungkook bite his lips. This is hurt. More than the bullet hit him. This Seokjin, acting cold, with no traces of love in his eyes, is hurting him. So bad that he want to destroy the world for changing him into this.

" I've ordered your favourite drink.. Caramel macchiato." he point at the glass in front of Seokjin, but immediately draw back, noticing blood stained on his fingers. He wipe his fingers on his pants, cursing inside for being clumsy.

"Oh... Thank you..." Seokjin didn't seems to realised, taking the glass, sipping the drink. "I'm feeling better.."

"Glad you still like it.."

"You're talking as if we were an old friends. How irony, because we only know each other for two months.."

"Yeah.." Jungkook nods. "But I remember everything you told me, about you.."

"Hm? Why though? I mean, I'm pretty sure you didn't listen to me.. Isn't our relationship just about sex? I didn't think you will take note on the thing I told you.. You looks like you don't care when I tell you about my boring life.." Seokjin was brutally cynical towards him.

"Is it too late for me to regret, Seokjin?"

"I'll marry the girl, in three days, Jungkook. There's nothing to regret.."

Again, he nods. Suddenly, he cough, accompanied with chest pain, wheezing, and shortness of breath. The coughing somehow stressing the wounds, secreting blood. He press his stomach in hope to stop the bleeding.