Stigma

Chp 5

PARK JIMIN

I winced at the scream. It was loud, frustrated, and angry. The birds flew above our heads, the scream echos to the sea in front of us.

I continued to stare at my partner, my boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook. He kept screaming until his voice went to sore, cracked at the sudden abused of screams.

I wanted to help and even comfort him from the pain but I was too numb and blank to move, to do something at this point.  The small breeze of wind pass through my face.

Jungkook screams turned to wail, eyes filled with pain and anguish. He grabbed his hair, pulling and tugging any means to stop himself from crying, his knee buckled then fell down on the sand, harsh wailing started.

"Jimin..." Jungkook wailed. "They were joking, right? It isn't true?"

I stared at Junkook and stared down on the sand. "I-I-I don't know, Kook. I don't know" I slumped down further, everything in my mind was blank.

Why now?

Why would he go back now?!

Everything is already fine!

We're already healing?!

I felt small bits of tears, dropping down on my hands to the sands. "Why the fuck now?!" I cried.

"Jiminie, I love you!"

He eyes beamed, brighter than the stars in the sky, and smile even brighter than the sun itself.

"It isn't fair! When were already healing why did he decided to come back?"  I questioned, tears continued to flow down on my face.

"You promise, you'll stay by my side?" He asked, head tilted to the side, pout evident on his face, his pinky in front of my face. "Pinky swear?"

I hooked mine to his and kissed his temple. "Pinky swear"

"Why would the universe do this? Why?!" I turned to Jungkook, as he walked towards me we both cried, hugging each others figures underneath the moon, the quiet sea, with only the two of us to comfort.

I stared at him, scorn and disdain, my heart cried to help the boy in front of me, but my mind won for that matter. I couldn't bare to look at him at all without being brought back to that.

"J-Jiminie—"

"Stop calling me that!" I screamed, he flinched away, tears continued to flow down his face. "I can't believed you did that—I can't believed it, you fucking disgusts me!"

I turned away, he called out to me but I continue to ignore him, my heart continued to ache in pain and anguish.

Idiot

Go back

He needs you

Stop

I shook my head and stubbornly walked away, ignoring everything that my heart is crying for.  I had enough.

...

I walked down the hallway, eyes unwavering turning to look around until I spotted the person that I'm looking for. "Jackson!" I called out, the said person flinched in surprised.

He tried to walked away, but I hurriedly catch up to him. "Stop! Please, I'm sorry!" I said, he walked slowly, still up on his guard warily looked at me.

"W-What you need?" He asked, barely looking at me. I hanged my head down for causing Jackson's hesitation towards me. "I'm sorry!"' I blurred out, as the other jumped in surprised.

"Really, I am! It wasn't my intention or anything but I just hated talking about him and—"

"Woah! Hold on, Jimin hyung!" Jackson blinked. "It's okay! I understand about that and I forgive you, m'kay? Don't worry" He smiled, and patted my head gently, body language slowly relaxing.

"I'm still sorry" I mumbled quietly, continually letting him pat it even though I hated it.

"Thank you for saying sorry!" Jackson smiled, I smiled back at him, and nodded. "Is that all you're going to say?"

I bit my lips and shook my head. "Actually about that transfer student—"

Jackson hesitantly stared at me. "Uh, yeah what about him?"

"It's been three days, yeah? Since you told us about your assumption and a day after that you confirmed by the dean—"

"—He is one of the transfer student starting on Monday" Jackson finished.

"Are you going to be his guide?"

"I am but I still don't know for sure if that's really him but I could find out for you guys?"

I turned to look at him in shocked. "Isn't that against the rules?!"

Jackson shushed me down, and slowly nodded. "It is but I'm willing to help, yeah? Whether it is true or not. It will be our secret"

"Wow, I— thank you, Jackson"

My heart ached on how much effort Jackson willingly help us, even with what happened three days ago, he still tried his best to help us in anyway as possible. With all the apologizes awhile back, my stomach still churned in guilt, how earnest and worried he is for us. Willingly to gamble in guiding and helping us at the same time that could potentially risk his profile in the university.

Fuck

Fuck

Fuck

I'm an idiot.

"It's no problem, hyung!"

I'll make it up to you in every way possible! That's a promise for helping us, Jackson. I swear.