bts x jungkook oneshots <3

⚠️the aftermath - jikook

tw / rape, discussions of sexual assault, being spiked and self harm

on august 2nd, 2022 whilst celebrating my 18th birthday i was drugged without my knowledge or consent and raped in an alleyway behind a nightclub. i was terrified, all alone - at 3am. thankfully i had two amazing friends who were looking for me and got me home safely. none of this was their fault, or mine. but it has bothered me greatly since the night it happened. i feel like i lost a piece of myself that night. i still have nightmares, i get flashbacks all the time. it's probably the worst thing that's ever happened to me.

i don't really talk about what happened to me. not many people know to be honest. i have alot of thoughts and feelings that i need to get out so i'm once again doing it through my writing. i will just be spilling everything in my head onto the page so it will probably be triggering for anyone else who has suffered so be warned. stay safe <3

here's a link to a rape crisis website with lots of useful information if you ever need somewhere to turn.

https://www.nhs.uk/live-well/sexual-health/help-after-rape-and-sexual-assault/

it wasn't your fault. you are not alone.

x

"can i come in?" jimin knocks on jungkook's door at exactly 10pm. is that really the time? the whole day has been a blur. most days are now.

"if you don't say something in the next ten seconds, i'm just gonna come in. okay?"

jungkook lay still. staring at his ceiling in the dark. the only light from the room is the television on the wall. spotify is open, and "apocalypse" by cigarettes after sex is playing very quietly. the words are more of a hum than actual lyrics at this point. jimin enters the room with a soft smile on his face. jungkook subconsciously puts a hand over his own neck.

"i won't touch you jk. you're safe. can i sit on the bed?" a small nod. jimin sits on the edge, looking at the maknae's dimly lit face.

"we missed you at dinner"

"wasn't hungry."

jimin sighs. it's been so hard to get jungkook to open up since he was raped. it was traumatic for the other band mates who where there at the time , so god knows how it must have made jungkook feel. he wants to cry just thinking about that night. august second. august second, 2022.

jungkook still keeps his neck covered. he does that now - he freaks out whenever anyone goes near it. he had huge hickeys on his neck for weeks after his assault. so his neck must be a trigger. jimin scoots a little closer.

he looks at jungkook and sees how his eyes are glazed over. his chest moves up and down much too fast for someome who hasn't moved all day. his hands are trembling. he lets out a shaky breath.

"can you lay with me?" jungkook chokes out. jimin , without missing a beat, lays down next to jungkook and lets the younger crawl into his embrace. jungkook pushes his face into jimin's jumper and takes a long inhale. breathing in the calming scent of his hyung. jimin carefully places one hand on the small of jungkook's back.

"talk to me hyung. tell me it's you." he whispers, letting out a crumpled sob at the end. jimin melts.

"it's me, baby. it's jimin. you're safe, it's just me and you in here - no one else. and i'm gonna make sure nothing will hurt you, okay? hyung is here. you're okay."

jungkook cries into jimin's sweater for quite a while. he has days like this. bad days. days where he can't get out of bed. days where he wishes he hadn't woken up. it breaks jimin's heart.

jimin gently shushes the boy. holding him so tenderly, like if he squeezed him too hard he'd break. jungkook's wails don't let up. but that's okay - he doesn't cry often anymore. he claims that he can't. so it's actually good to see him expressing his emotions normally. for once.