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Jimin woke up to the sound of uniform beeps coming from the ventilator.
Jimin's eye-lids lay heavy on his eyes as his blurry gaze travelled across the room, he sensed the pungent smell of antiseptics.
He was in the hospital.
"Took you long enough to wake up."
The voice...it was Jungkook.
Jimin's eyes flickered to his side with a weak jolt, his heartbeat increasing as he stared at the latter with dull eyes.
"They've injected IV cause it seems like you haven't been eating." Jungkook said, his eyes furrowed into a small frown. Jimin shivered at his deep tone, he was so afraid.
"Care to tell me why you're behaving like this?" He asked, Jimin didn't respond, he didn't want to. How was he supposed to convince Jungkook to leave him alone?
The other sighed, his hands reaching out to hold Jimin's.
"Jimin we were so good before all of this, why act different now?" He asked. "Is it cause I showed you that video."
Jimin shuddered at the mere thought of it.
That video...It was the reason he was still locked up with him, with Jungkook.
Jimin closed his eyes, jerking forward as he felt Jungkook's cold hand under his shirt, caressing his burning hot skin. His hands travelled up, Jungkook bending forward to nuzzle his head on the other's neck, pulling him closer.
"You know what you did was wrong right?" He whispered against his ear, Jimin didn't respond. Of course what he did was the very right, but he didn't trust his own consciousness anymore.
Jungkook had snatched all that trust from him...
"You know right?" He asked again, this time a bit louder.
No. You're wrong.
"Yes, I do."
All Jimin knew was it wasn't wrong, and he could still say that to him...but he didn't know anymore.
Jungkook could never hurt Jimin, he never layed a finger on him for beating him.
The other was too in love to do that...So Jimin ignored his words. Whimpering as Jungkook placed a soft kiss on his neck, inhaling his scent, gently nipping at his ear lobe.
"S-Stop." Jimin whispered, it felt too wrong.
But too right.
He still wanted to fight, find a way out of the mess he created, fix the mistakes he caused.
But nevertheless, Jungkook didn't stop, placing wet kisses on his jawline, licking Jimin's parted lips.
He didn't know how to react, he never felt disgusted of these touches, but he didn't seem like it too.
Words couldn't describe the relief he felt when Jungkook stopped as he heard the sound of someone clearing their throat on purpose.
Jungkook turned around to see Dr.Kim standing there, wearing a white lab-coat and a stethoscope hung carelessly around his neck. Black thin rimmed glasses complimenting his handsome features. He didn't look happy though, a serious expression covering his face as he crossed his shot a glare at Jungkook.
"Seriously? Even in the hospital?" He scoffed sternly, walking towards the duo.
"You should leave Jungkook, I need to be alone with the patient for a while." He said, glancing softly at Jimin.
Jungkook nodded, getting up and shaking hands with him, which Jin accepted with a scoff.
He left after winking at the other.
"See you soon." He hummed.
Both Seokjin and Jimin watched as Jungkook left the room, both not daring to say anything until he leaves.
Seokjin sighed, sitting on the chair with legs crossed. He stared at Jimin, observing how weak and pale he looked, Jimin had a dancers body.
A curvaceous body, thick thighs and an ass for which people would go weak on their knees. A beautiful milky pale skin and rosy complexion, eyes deep brown and ethereally pretty, full thick lips with a natural pink tint.
He was truly gorgeous, not only his looks but his heart. Kind, caring and most importantly naive and vulnerable...He was sensitive to feelings and Seokjin knew that better than anyone else.
He saw how one relationship completely destroyed him, though he was not sure whos fault it was. Him or Jungkook's.
"Jimin-ah, are you ok?" He asked.
But all Jimin could do was nod. Cause nothing was ok with him right now but he just can't tell this to anyone.
"Jimin you're blood report shows you are low on basic nutrients, you haven't been eating well and look at you! You seem so tired, so dull...And you tell me you are ok?" He speaks softly, voice wavering as he struggles to hide his emotion.
They were room mates during their dorm days and knew each other deeply and personally. That's what hurt the most, because Jimin wasn't like this...dull and vulnerable.
He was bright in everything, the kind but popular kid, the one who always got crushed on, the one whos smile lightened anyone's mood, the life of a party. He was happy.
And seeing him like this...It hurt.
Seokjin softly placed his hands on Jimin as a comforting gesture. "Are you sure Jimin? Is it...Jungkook?" He asked, careful about the topic he's trying to head into. "No." That's all Jimin said, but Jin knew somewhere it's all lies. There is something so wrong between them that he can't point out. "Then why, why are you behaving like this?" He asked, voice in almost whispers
"It-It's just work stress...I-I was too concentrated on work to eat. And the cut, I was just trying to cook a proper dinner for once." He explained, forcing a weak smile on his face. Seokjin just nodded.
That wasn't a kitchen cut, he knew.
But he also knew that he was heading to a sensitive topic so he decided to stop.
He whispered a soft "Love you." before leaving. Jimin sighed as he leaned back to the head board, a tear escaping his eyes as he finally let his emotions loose.
The tears turns into a stream.
And then a cascade of non-stop pain.
He wished he could turn back time and undo it all...
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