I HATE HIM [JIKOOK]

Chapter 29

Jimin walked towards the boarding gate with chanyeol and his father, his heart rate increasing with every step he took. His thoughts were spiralling out of control. Is he doing the right thing? If so, he wondered why he felt so nauseous and light headed.

They finally stopped near the gate, chanyeol a little further away letting jimin and his father talk.
"Son, are you ready to leave? You'll feel better when you go back home." Mr. Park said looking at his tired son.
Jimin snapped his head up facing his father. When he was small he had always looked up to him and had always wanted to be like him. Now he hated what his father had become. He carefully observed his father's face, noticing the unreadable expression plastered on it. He wondered what his father gained by hurting him like this.

"No." Jimin replied looking at his eyes.
"No? What do you mean?" He asked confused.
"I'm not ready to leave because I'm not going anywhere." Jimin said trying to stop his hands from trembling.
He was ready to stand up to his father. Even though  his dad said he did everything for jimin's benefit, jimin wanted to make his own decisions. After all he had given Jungkook a whole speech telling him to stop being a puppet of his parents, ignoring the fact that he was the same. He wasn't doing this for anyone else, he wanted to do this for himself.

"What are you saying jimin? Don't be a fool! Listen to me and get on that damn plane. Are you going to ruin your whole life for a stupid boy? I taught you better than this!" He growled.
"STOP TRYING TO MAKE DECISIONS FOR ME! why can't you understand that I'm a grown up? I'm not 10 years old anymore. Can't you ever let me be happy? Why do you always try to hurt me?" He shot back, trying to not be loud to make a scene.
"I'm trying to help you. I'm doing everything for your own good son. I'm doing this because I love you and don't want you to get hurt!" He replied, some emotion jimin couldn't decipher present in his eyes.
"You're the one who's hurting me dad. Jungkook's not a bad person. I love him. Can't you just this once let me be happy? And you know what? Just because mom left you doesn't mean every person is like that!" He said angrily but regret rising the moment he said the last sentence when he saw his dad's eyes fill with hurt.

"I-I didn't mean- I. I'm leaving dad." He whispered trying to not let guilt eat up his heart. He quickly turned around and was about to run away when his dad's bodyguards held him tight not letting him leave. Jimin struggled trying to move away, tears finally falling from his eyes, knowing he wouldn't get to see jungkook again.
"Let him go." He heard his father say and soon he was released from the tight grip. He quickly ran away not bothering to stop his running tears. Not wanting to turn back and look at his father because of the guilt he felt.

Jimin ran through the airport, wanting to go to jungkook's house to find him. He didn't care if Jungkook still haven't told his parents or accepted himself. He wanted to help him through it. He took a huge risk, not even knowing if Jungkook loved him or if he even wanted to do anything with him after all the heartbreak jimin had put him through. But he wanted to try, to find out. Because he knew, without jungkook his life will never be complete. He was his other half.

Jimin was just about to leave the airport when he saw someone awfully similar to jungkook crouching on the ground crying his heart out for some reason. He thought his eyes were deceiving him until he walked up a little close to see it was really him. The love of his life. His ego and cockiness no where to be found. All the walls broken and vulnerable for everyone to see. Jimin felt a fresh batch of hot tears fall from his eyes looking at the scene. He wanted to know what he was doing here, so he did.
"Jungkook?" He whispered, heart threatening to fall out of his chest from nervousness.

Jungkook snapped his head up to the familiar voice which made his heart flutter everytime. He thought he had gone crazy and was hallucinating voices and images of jimin. He finally looked at the person after his blurry vision cleared from the tears. He forgot how to breath for a split second, the wind knocked out of his lungs. Infront of him, a few meters away was jimin. His eyes glistening with tears, face flushed and hair disheveled from tiredness. Yet he looked liked an angel, just like the time he saw him for the first time.