I don't believe in soulmates (YM) |ON HOLD|

I have to be strong for you

"The course of true love never did run smooth." ― William Shakespeare

''BAM'' with a hard slam Jimin closed his bedroom door, falling on his knees, while his whole body started shivering from the cold breeze that entered his room from the window that was ajar. Jimin crawled to the windowsill, but when he wanted to lift his arm to close the window a cold breeze hit his face, the sharp and icy wind bringing tears to his eyes. 

 The tears began to fall , every teardrop representing his undying pain and ironically also his undying love.

Jimin let his arm fall down and shoved a little closer to the wall, resting his back on the white, cold stone. He brought his knees up, hugging them as he would hug him. More tears streamed down his face when he thought of him, when suddenly the door of his bedroom opened.

''Jimin, I am ho-'' The man in the doorway stopped talking, taking in the sight of the boy sitting on the cold floor under the open window, the curtains moving through the hard wind that entered the room, the sound of it howling or perhaps crying, giving both men goosebumps on their arms.

 ''Baby, why are you crying?'' The man approached Jimin, coming dangerously close to the boy, who was still hugging his knees. The man kneeled in front of him, approaching Jimin's face with his hands to wipe the tears off his face, when Jimin yanked his hands away, without even looking him in the eyes. 

 ''Please, don't be so stubborn.'' The man tried it again, without success. Jimin slapped his hand away immediately. ''Don't touch me-'' Jimin choked under his breath, the lump in his throat still present.

''Don't touch me.'' The man spoke, repeating Jimin's anxious words in a mocking way, while he tried to touch Jimin's face again.''I said don't touch me!'' with all his strength he had left in his vulnerable and weak body, Jimin pushed him away.

The man on the ground slowly got up, the mocking smile on his face changing rapidly. ''How dare you misbehave with me like that?'' The man approached Jimin again, this time a lot more angrily than a couple of minutes before and instead of trying to wipe his tears away, he just created them, pulling Jimin up to stand on his feet, by grabbing a bunch of his hair.  ''AAH!'' Jimin cried out, the pain of his hair getting pulled so harshly, making the man succeed in bringing more tears in Jimin's eyes. 

 ''I am asking you something! How dare you behave with me like that?'' Jimin closed his eyes, he promised himself not to cry in front of this man, he promised he wouldn't show his tears.

 ''Fucking open your eyes, look at me when I speak to you.'' The man pulled at Jimin's hair again, making the boy winch in pain. Jimin grabbed the arm of the other male, trying to get free from his grip. ''Let go of me!'' Jimin shouted back, failing miserably, his body too weak to free himself.  

''Who do you think you are?'' Jimin shouted again, shutting his eyes, the pain in his scalp only getting worse and worse. Suddenly the man loosened his grip on Jimin's hair, finally letting go, which gave Jimin the opportunity to breathe again, but not for long. 

 ''Who am I??'' Now it was his turn to push Jimin, pushing the boy onto the wall, Jimin's back colliding with the cold stone. He almost thought he broke something. ''YOU ASK ME WHO I AM? I AM YOUR HUSBAND FOR GOD'S SAKE.'' ''YOU ARE NOT MY HUSBAND!'' Jimin shouted back, his voice cracking in the middle of his sentence. The man standing in front of Jimin, clenches his teeth and balled his fists. The fury in his eyes, making Jimin scared for a second, just a second because when he looked up the man in front of him slapped him in the face, leaving a red mark on his cheek.