Best Of Me |Jikook

6. Kissing Your Sword

It had been almost two months since the two were reunited. Their amazing bond grew stronger and stronger with each passing day and Jungkook could definitely say that he had fallen harder and harder for Jimin. It was as if every breath that left his body was for Jimin.

Jimin was all he could think about, all he could talk about, all he could dream about, and all he could see. In his world, there was nothing but Jimin.

"Jimin, Jimin, Jimin" he smiled as he shrugged his shirt on, getting dressed for the day. "Jimin-ah~" he whispered as he imagined the said boy's face in his mind, which wasn't hard, since it was always there.

Jungkook had woken up especially happy today. Of course, He Woke Up Happy Every Morning, the mere thought Of seeing Jimin giving him the boost to get up in the mornings. However, this morning was different. This morning he was over the moon. He had planned something today. After weeks of this intense feeling, he'd decided that today would be the day he told Jimin how he felt about him.

He didn't know what to expect if he was being completely honest. He wasn't sure if Jimin liked him back. He'd tried very hard to get Jimin to like him over the part few weeks. He'd done everything he could to please Jimin and to show him that he cares for him a lot. He could only hope that Jimin wouldn't reject him when he confessed. His heart wouldn't be able to take it if Jimin were to stop talking to him. He couldn't bare it. He wouldn't be able to. In his mind, there'd be nothing else to live for if he couldn't be by Jimin's side.

Jungkook felt his knees grow weak at the thought. He sat on the bed to try and calm his thoughts. His heart hurt and his head hurt at the mere thought of a possible rejection, at the mere thought that he could lose Jimin again like the last time. Only this time, it would have been his fault.

"No, no, no shut up " He whimpered as he pulled at his hair. "Stop please" A tear slipped from his eye as the voices kept assaulting him. Jimin was his weakness and they knew that. Jimin was the only one who could stop him from breathing and so they tormented him about it, saying that Jimin will hate him for ruining their friendship with his unwanted love and that Jimin would never love him back.

Jungkook stood up abruptly, still gripping his hair and banged his head onto the wall closest to him. "STOP IT!" He growled at the voices in his head. "He will love me" he whimpered as a tear fell from his eye, before his sadness was once again replaced by anger as he slammed his head into the wall again. He saw stars and his head felt dizzy. He couldn't think, he couldn't speak, he couldn't see, the voices only got louder and more distorted in his head, shutting down all his other senses."STOP!" He screamed, and just as he was about to bang his head on the wall again, a knock sounded on his door.

It was as if time froze. The air stilled as the voices ceased their assault as Jungkook looked towards the door. He removed his hands from his tangled hair and stood, waiting for what would happen next.

The door creaked a little, the head of his Jin Hyung peeking in. "Jungkook, are you alright?" He asked with a concerned look on his face as he regarded the boy's dishivelled state. "I thought I heard you yell from downstairs. Is everything okay?"

Jungkook stared blankly at him for a while, before his face morphed into one of confusion. He titled his head, looking at Jin questioningly, looking like a lost little bunny. After a few moments of silence on both sides, Jungkook finally smiled a small smile.

"Is breakfast ready Hyung?" He asked sweetly, as if he hadn't heard Jin's question at all.

Jin looked at him strangely, though not surprised. He was getting familiar with Jungkook's odd behavior. Not knowing how to address what just happened, he simply chose to answer his question. "Yeah, it's ready. I thought you were too. You don't even look ready for school. Why is your hair like that?"