Jimin felt like he'd been run over with a bulldozer, sitting up he looked around, had his befuddled brain imagined Jungkook yesterday?
He stood up wandering to the kitchen grabbing a beer only to have it swiped out of his hand from behind.
"No fucking way , Jimin," Jungkook said turning the boy to face him.
"Excuse me? Who put you in charge of me?" Jimin tried to grab the bottle back.
"You may be trying to drown your sorrows but I won't let you."
"Just leave me be, who cares I'm just a fucking mess anyway."
"Well do something about it, otherwise they win."
"You couldn't understand how I feel,"
"I know you seem to wallow in it,"
"I fucking hate you Jungkook!" Jimin screamed at the other hitting out, crying, tears streaming down, Jungkook just held him letting him spill it all out, rubbing his back as he calmed down.
"I didn't mean to be harsh but what you've been doing is hurting yourself, you need proper help."
"I just don't know what to do..., I'm sorry for hitting you....." Jimin hiccuped.
"I don't know if you will kill me but I've been in touch with a qualified psychiatrist who is willing to see you tomorrow ,"
"I-I don't know........I'm not good with new people."
"You will love this one.....it's Hobi."
"Boat owner Hobi?"
Jungkook smiled," Dr Jung Ho-seok, Otherwise known as Hobi, qualified Psychiatrist and counsellor, hobbies spending time on his boat, dancing, drinking etc etc."
"He's Dr Jung!!"
"You've heard of him?"
"Jin talked to me once about counselling, I've always denied needing it..., but I know I'm not coping, he gave me Hobi's name."
"So you want me to call him to say yes or do you plan on becoming an alcoholic?"
Jimin tried not to laugh," you got me there, hmmm, let's see?" He giggled," seriously though why do you help me so much"
"I like you Jimin a lot. I want to do things with you but you aren't ready for a relationship right now, you need to get help to heal, maybe then we can see how things go?"
"D-does that mean, no more Erm you know...., what we did in the shower?"
"I don't want to take advantage of you, you are in a fragile state."
"But I liked you taking advantage of me it was nice."Jimin mumbled.
"And I want to do so much more but maybe we should stop at cuddles and kisses for now?"
"But you made me feel better than alcohol does," Jimin whined.
"I'm glad about that, so how about we tidy up here and leave Hobi said he would come to mine and see you there, so let's pack up and you can stay at mine."
" can we walk along the beach to the cafe first, I haven't been outside since I got here and just so you know, I can never be an alcoholic it was a real struggle to keep drinking but I wanted to try and get so drunk I couldn't remember anything but the taste reminds me of cough medicine but every drunk person on tv says how good they feel, I think they lied." Jimin said seriously.
"Aw your such an innocent baby, alcohol is ok if you manage it and find something you like to drink, maybe beers to heavy for you, when your at mine I might let you try some wine but for now stay sober! Let's get some fresh air."
Jimin walked to the door.
"Forgetting something?" Jungkook said looking at Jimin.
Jimin frowned,"Er....,"
Jungkook laughed," clothes?"
Jimin went red rushing to get dressed, then the two males walked hand in hand along the beach to the cafe, enjoying the hot coffee and a toastie. Jungkook also text Hobi for Jimin, then rang his brother.
"Hey Joon,yes he's with me now, ok , I'll tell him, what ? Of course I've been nice to him. He's going to stay at mine Hobi is going to come and talk with him, no no jobs for a while for either of us, oh and Joon..., I'm ready to take on more responsibility , I shouldn't make you handle all the hard stuff, I'm giving up the modelling so find me an office, yes I'm sure I've let you cope for too long , bye"
Jimin looked at the other," I thought you liked modelling?"
"I liked the freedom and travel but the posing around is getting old, I need to step up, Namjoon hardly ever takes a break, I already know the business side I just chose to take the easy path but I can't do that forever."
"Your right, I sort of fell into modelling, I really wanted to have something to do with dance, you know like run a dance school but with everything that happened I dropped one of the things that made me happy. Another thing I'm ashamed of is Old Grandma, she and Jisoo were my friends and now I couldn't tell you where they are, I've never tried to get in touch yet she always helped me and Jisoo also had a run in with my uncle, how can I call them friends when I forgot about them?"
Jungkook listened letting Jimin have his say taking in every word.
"I had a passion for dancing I felt fulfilled and then......" Jimin stopped.
"It's ok Jimin, you know that's the most I've heard you talk!"
"Mmm, b-better save some for Hobi." Jimin said suddenly shutting down.
Jungkook put his arm through the others and they walked back in silence.
"Welcome to my abode," Jimin walked in he had been silent the whole trip back.
" so let's get some food, I'll put your bag in this room ok."
"I'm not staying with you.....?"
"Er well, do you want to? I thought you should have your own room."
"Ok," Jimin agreed not wanting to press the point after all he was just a visitor," I'm not hungry I'll go to bed, he walked in and closed the door leaving Jungkook staring worriedly.
It was two thirty in the morning Jimin hadn't slept at all, he felt nervous at the impending counselling, would Hobi think he was nuts, was he doing the right thing? He paced back and forth muttering to himself getting more worked up with every minute.He was shocked to see his door open and jungkook walk in swing him up in his arms and carry him to his room, putting him in his bed he got in too pulling the cover over them," sleep now baby remember it's all about help not fear of the unknown" he cuddled Jimin to him the smaller boy immediately relaxing," my protector," Jimin mumbled before falling asleep Jungkook holding him to him keeping him safe.
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Acceptance
FanficJimin kept himself to himself, work then home even his own family hadn't wanted him so why make friends.