Snowed In | Jikook ✓

Chapter 1: A Lot

Jungkook

When we both get back in the car, despite not liking him, there's this feeling that I am still worried about him.

I softly cough. "Are you okay? Why did you get sick?"

Jimin exhales as he gathers his luggage. "I have motion sickness. That's why I slept on the plane rides too. I took medication to help with any motion sickness and anxiety. The route we drove made me nauseous. I'm sorry."

"Oh? You should have told me, so that I drive not so fast. You don't have to be sorry." I scratch my neck and I grab my luggage.

"I know you aren't happy with the situation, but try and make the most out of it, okay? This couple doesn't seem to know we're idols. We get to be normal for a while and not stress over a schedule, Dispatch, Netizens, or anything else for a while. We're just worrying about the weather. It's a nice break in a way."

I sigh. "Fine. I'll try my best."

He smiles and heads toward the house to set his stuff up in the room.

"I wish the room was bigger." I pout and put all my stuff on the other side.

Jimin shrugs. "I think it's cozy. They said we can use other areas of the house, so I don't mind much."

I groan, and I grab my phone. "Just do whatever you want. I'll call Yoongi."

"Sounds good." He puts his AirPods in and starts watching shows on his laptop.

I roll my eyes and I start calling Yoongi.

"Hello? Did you find a place?"

"We did. The owner of this place is a couple, and probably doesn't even know that we're idols. The room is small, and only one bed. I don't like the smell either. It's making my nose itchy. You know how much I'm very sensitive to smell, but I can't do anything about it. This is the only place that's available and we can't go outside."

Yoongi sighs. "I'm sorry this happened. I'm sure Jimin is stressed too, based on the nervous wreck Hobi is right now. I think he has things going on at home that he was going to attend to. I have no idea."

I sigh. "My precious Bam must be waiting for me."

"I'm sure your dog sitter is taking care of him."

"I just wish for the snowstorm to be over soon."

"Me too. I'm worried about the both of you. Just stay safe."

"Stay safe too."

Suddenly, the lights go out. "What the fuck?"

"J-Jungkook?" Jimin calls.

"I am here." I open the flashlight of my phone. "Is it just in our room? or all over the place?"

"I think it's the entire house because the WiFi doesn't work anymore." Jimin hugs his legs into his chest.

I stand up. "I'll go outside and get some flashlights and firewood."

"Jin texted me. They're working on it. They said to stay put so we don't get hurt."

I sit back on the small couch. "Are you scared?"

He nods. "Everything is just... a lot right now."

"Yoongi told me that you have things going on at home, and that you need to attend."

Jimin sighs. "Right when we left for the states, I got a call notifying me that my brother was in a car accident. It's why I've been so out of it and couldn't perform as well as I usually do. He's about your age, but he's in a coma..."

"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that."

He sniffles. "I'm sorry I told you. I know we don't usually get along for some reason. You don't have to listen to me."

I hand him my unused handkerchief, and I sit on the edge of the bed. "I'm just curious."

Jimin looks at the tissue before slowly accepting it and wiping his eyes. "I really wish I was there, holding his hand right now."

The urge to comfort him is so high, but my pride is still taking over. "Let's hope for the snowstorm to be over, so that you can finally go there and hold his hand."

"I'm sorry you're away from your dog. You have him as your lock screen. He's really cute. I have a cat at home. I miss her."

"He probably misses me, but my dog taker is taking care of him. You're going to meet your cat soon."

He nods. "I would've taken her with me if I wasn't scared the plane ride would stress her out. She's a psychiatric support animal. She helps with my anxiety."

"That's nice."

"Do you ever feel... overwhelmed? Like being an idol is more trouble and pain than what it's worth?"

I nod. "Sometimes, I do."

"Like... being an out artist is hard. I remember being dropped by my first company because of it."

"Those kinds of companies are not good and will never be famous. They're sick."

"Even though I'm allowed to date, I don't feel like I can."

I look at him. "You can. Are you scared of what people may think of you?"

He nods. "Seeing Jin and Namjoon, I can't help but feel jealous. They're together. They're married. Imagine being able to legally marry who you love."

I look away. "It probably is not easy for them too, but they trust each other that's why they're married. So they probably just chose to live here instead in our country."

Jimin buries his head between his knees. "I didn't even want to come out when I did. I wanted to wait until after my military time. But now, I'm scared of what might happen."

I sigh. "For me, I don't think a lot about what might happen. I just want to enjoy each day without worrying about things. But you're not me, and what you feel is valid."

"You came out so young... You were out when you debuted. Were you not scared at all?"

I shake my head. "Probably, a little bit? But my goal is to be able to perform and make everyone happy even if I'm queer. Some people might hate me, but I don't care about them. Their words aren't going to affect me that much because I know myself and they don't."

Jimin looks into my eyes. "I admire you. I always have. You're just so unapologetically you. In the beginning, I was scared for you. You were still a kid, but everyone was debating your sexuality, making it some political thing, something scandalous. It was worrisome. I remember being worried about you. I mean, you're the same age as my brother. How could I not worry?"

I stand up and turn my back on him. "Stop giving me signals..." I whisper, and suddenly I hear a knock in our room.

"It must be Seokjin."