Not again, Jungkook thought to himself as he noticed the small group hovering near the entrance to his favorite gym. How do they always find me? Why do they always have to do this?
He pulled his phone from the pocket of his green pants, drying the sweat from his palms on his black shirt. Dialing up the number he knew all too well, he waited to hear the voice that he knew would be the only thing to calm his racing heart.
"Hello?"
"Jimin-hyung," Jungkook breathed out in a sigh of relief. Just one word and already Jungkook was feeling less like the walls were closing in.
"Jungkookie? What's wrong? You sound stressed. Are you just tired from your workout? I watched the rest of your live and I wish I could be there, but dance practice for the album release doesn't end for another forty minutes. Do you need me to leave early? I will...for you."
"No, baby. That's okay. There's just a group of people outside the gym and I did that thing again. What did you call it? A...a...a panic attack. That thing. I felt it coming on and you always diffuse it so well," Jungkook assured his hyung.
Jimin was quiet on the other end of the line for a moment.
"Jimin? Are you still there?"
"I'm still here. I was just getting my things together."
"You really don't have to do that. Don't leave your practice. I want to see you do well. I'm fine. Really, I'm fine. I just needed to hear your voice."
"Too late. I'm already on my way back to the new place."
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Jimin beat Jungkook home. He stood in an apartment that they'd purchased together after having lived separately for some time until just before his birthday in 2022. Of course, they'd decided to just move in together since they were always at one or the other's apartment together and rarely spent a night apart anyway.
Somehow it just seemed right to just buy something together. Publicly, they let everyone believe it was just Jungkook's apartment though. After all, how would they explain that without outing themselves?
The worry was just starting to get to him when he heard the beeps of the electronic lock as Jungkook pressed in the code from outside. Jimin watched as Jungkook continued to look over his shoulder as he carefully shut the door. He looked so tired and so upset that Jimin couldn't manage to speak a single word before wrapping himself around Jungkook's back. Jungkook flinched in response, melting into the back hug, shoulders slumping, as he realized he was safe in the arms of his lover once again.
"Jiminie," Jungkook sighed. "It was awful. I had to take the route back to my old apartment, then circle back to your apartment, then I went all the way out to the area Yoongi lives in and came back here. I shook most of them off with all the twists and turns, but there was one that just wouldn't go away. I think I finally lost her, but Jimin...Jimin this is too much. Why can't people just let me live? We're on break from activities. This wasn't a scheduled thing. I was just at the gym! I just wanted to have one moment of peace. I just wanted to see armies and enjoy myself just once. I'm sorry. I shouldn't be putting this on you."
By this point, Jungkook had broken down, sobbing into Jimin's shoulder as he turned to pull him into his chest. Jimin stroked one hand down his back while the other tangled in his hair, scratching at his scalp. He planted sweet little kisses against his dark, damp locks and breathed in the calming scent that was distinctly Jungkook.
"I'm sorry, baby. I know things like this hurts and I know we indirectly signed up for this when we became idols, but it doesn't make it any more okay or any less scary. I wish I could be there to protect you always, but we agreed that we can't do that anymore. When we were together constantly we ended up fighting more and losing ourselves to our relationship, our goals, our dreams. We almost broke up! As much as I want to always be there, we agreed that we can't. BUT! That doesn't mean I'm not always here for you even when I'm not always with you. I'm always here, baby. You're always allowed to take comfort in me."
Jungkook nuzzled into Jimin's neck. "I know. I just...I wanted to be strong for you. I'm your top and here I am crying like a baby, again, and you're the one taking care of me."
Jimin held Jungkook's chin between his fingers as he drew his face up to look at him. "Baby. Stop that. You're still my big, strong top even if you're crying. We don't care about those types of roles or stereotypes. We never have and we never will. I'm allowed to take care of you and you're allowed to cry. We're already breaking all the rules. Why care about some arbitrary idea of who we have to be? This is hard and stupid and unfair. You have a stalker and it's hardly the first one. You have a right to be upset about it. You're human too, ya know."
Jungkook smiled as tears dripped from his cheeks onto Jimin's hand. "You're right. I'm human too. Maybe I'll do another live and address it then. Moments like these remind me why I love you so much."
Jimin smirked with a cheeky expression. "Because of my sultry good looks and an ass you can't get enough of?"
Laughing himself into a wide bunny grin, Jungkook shoved Jimin's shoulder gently. "That too, but I mostly meant that you're sweet and caring and you really know how to handle me. I'm hard to handle. I know that, but you do it so well. Like you were made for me."
Jimin smiled until his eyes were nearly lost in his high cheekbones. "Maybe I was, but that would also mean you were made for me too."
The two stared at each other for a few long moments, their eyes dancing over the other's face as if they were etching the image into their memories forever.
"Come on, baby. Let's get some food and shower and cuddle up to watch Iron Man again, yeah?"
Jungkook nodded, unsure how to express to Jimin how grateful he was to have him. Jimin seemed to understand though, as he blushed under Jungkook's intense stare.
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A/N: A little behind the ball on writing this one, but especially after Jungkook and Namjoon's lives where they talked about stalkers and crappy comments on the lives and what not, I couldn't help but to do so. It's insane what they have to go through. I know we all want to be a part of their lives, but not at the expense of their peace. Please, PLEASE give them some space and let them LIVE! My lord, they can't even go to the train station or a temple or the gym without having their privacy absolutely violated. We're better than this.
Anyway...rant over. Just...be respectful.
That is all. See ya next time, Lovely Armies!
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