Anguish (Jikook/vmin)

2.

A sob....
And another one....
And it continued for a while as he palmed his mouth tightly so that his dad wouldn't hear him sobbing like an idiot.

It was his first outburst infront of his dad and he felt like a loser for pouring his anger at the one who did nothing bad to him.

He was stressed over himself, his own physique, his own apperance....he was exasperated at himself for being the way he is.....but he shouted over somebody who was the only one to love him in the world.

'I am so sorry, dad!' Jimin sobbed for the nth time while tightening his hold at his mouth, digging the skin with his nails in the process.

He had long forgotten the slap his father gave him, long forgotten his heart-ripping choice of words.....the only thing he remembered was how he talked back to his dad who just wanted to feed him.

'I couldn't be a good son! I am so sorry!' He further said as he wrapped himself up with the blanket and slept on his stomach, stuffing his mouth with pillow not letting any sounds escape.

And then he heard the click sound from the door indicating somebody has twisted the knob and he very well knew who it was.

'Get up and have the food!' A very ice chilling voice helding no emotions reached his ears and he didn't move from his position as he had no courage to come face to face with the one who would yet again mock him for being weak.

Placing the bowl somewhere else in the room, his fiancée who was supposed to say atleast few comforting words to him, he pulled the blanket so harshly that he rolled down from the bed and landed on his back.

'For every fucking time, do I have to tell you that I have no time to spare you. Does your father always have to call me here for whatever childish shit you do?
Tell me do I always have to be here everytime when you lock yourself up. Why can't you just grow up and be a man? I am so annoyed by your immaturity. Why do you always have to be so weak?' And then those as usual things were hurled at him and jimin was questioned for the reason of being weak.

He balanced himself up, taking the support of bed and quietly sat on the bed, avoiding the stare he was receiving.

'Is this my sin for being your fiancée? For god's sake, I have my own life out there. Get this thing clear, I am not your babysitter and you are not a baby either. You are a 20 year old grown adult who needs to buckle up and deal with his problems on his own. You lock yourself up in for every trivial matter. Sometimes for scoring less marks in test, sometimes for getting teased by some idiots in the uni....and this time for no reason at all. I don't care whether you eat or not. But I do want you to finish the contents in the bowl so that I can atleast go back to my house and complete my due assignments. Your father wants me to feed you as if I am your mother when I am not. May be this is why your mother doesn't give a shit about you because....Park jimin, you are a headache and full of tantrums. People around you always feel suffocated and get annoyed to death by your tantrums. So eat what your father has send you.!' Jungkook turned his heels around coming back with the bowl placing it infront of jimin who was appearing like a statue for how quiet and still he was.

'I would eat it later. You can go!' Jimin lowly spoke as he placed the bowl on the nightstand and lied quietly on the bed without looking at him for once.

'You have to finish it now. Otherwise your father won't let me breathe in peace.!' Jimin was pulled up harshly and jungkook came up with the fork infront of his lips to forcefully feed him but jimin sealed his lips and that's what rose jungkook's anger to another level.

'You will fucking eat!' He said as he slowly pressed jimin's lips with the fork's tips so that he would open his mouth and eat in fear.

But jimin had no fear except of his own self- image and hence he kept his mouth sealed as before.

'Fine! Just tell me where the trashcan is?' Jungkook asked and jimin pointed him the direction.

Jungkook dumped the bowl content into the trashcan and placed the empty bowl beside jimin.

'It's not like you father would check the trashcan in your room, anyways.' He
monotonously said as he scoffed at jimin's state wondering for what he was crying about anyways.

'You are living someone's dream life, you know that? Branded shoes, gold plated ceilings and walls, limited edition clothes and accessories, servants, overly caring dad....you have got everything but you still spill your tears like you are going through some very bad shit. Get your head straight and start being grateful for what you have got instead of sulking and sobbing like a kid.' Jungkook rebuked him and jimin slowly nodded his head and headed off towards the washroom to clear his head off.

And just after a minute while jungkook was still there in the room, jimin's dad arrived looking at jungkook with hopeful eyes.

'He ate uncle and currently is in the washroom. I have to go now. It's pretty late and I didn't even arrive here with my car.' His eyes ultimately went to empty bowl placed aside the bed and he sighed in relief and felt so thankful towards jungkook as he did what he could not do.

'Thank you so much, son! I don't know what happened to him, today! He reacted in such a way that my mind started spinning it self. But how could I even say that in the first place? It was me who slapped him, knocked him down from the chair and unintentionally mocked his physique. I shouldn't have done that...I am such a bad father.' Jimin's father was near to crying and jungkook brought him out of the room, consoling him in between.

'Shit happens, uncle. Now please rest and bid me goodbye!' He said pretending a smile in his face, while feeling suffocated from the melancholic atmosphere. He hated that.

And as soon as he received a nod, he strode off towards the entrance cursing his own dad for engaging him to the one and only  headache who has been troubling him in the uni as well as outside the uni.

He wasn't there to just wipe off tears of some weak ass spoilt kid to whom he was unfortunately engaged. And it angered him more that he couldn't even do anything else about it instead of going by his dad's words.

He couldn't see what was troubling jimin to such extent or it was more like he didn't want to see. His strong unliking and hate towards the one who couldn't take a stand for himself was what blinding him to see what was happening with his fiancée and he would always shiver up everytime when he thinks about the ultimate day of his and jimin's marriage as he was guaranteed that it was bound to happen some day.