Is It Love? || Jikook [COMPLETED]

Part 1: Sweet Little Lies

The back of Jimin's head thumped against the wood of his front door, his back sliding down the length of it as Jimin dropped to his floor. Both of Jimin's hands came up to his mouth, covering it, to keep the sob that was trying to escape quieted to keep from being heard through to the other side of his front door. Tears saturated Jimin's intertwined fingers as another round of banging, that Jimin felt through his whole being, was made against the wood that separated him and Jungkook.

"Jimin." Jungkook's voice drawled. "I know." Jungkook's forehead thudded against the front of Jimin's door. "I know you're in there." Jungkook pressed his palms flush against the wood that he knew Jimin was behind. "Jimin, baby. Come on, let me in. I know you want to." Jungkook smirked through his inebriated state, voice slipping into the Busan satoori that he only used with Jimin. "Let me make you feel good." Jungkook's smirk grew. "I know you want it Jimin. Me to make you feel good."

Jimin couldn't bear to hear anymore. Jimin dropped his hands from his mouth, lips bitten raw by his teeth to remain quiet as he dragged himself away from his front door. Jimin crawled up from the floor to the sound of Jungkook still begging to be let in. He could still hear him as he practically ran from his living room down the hall into his bedroom. Jimin grabbed his phone from atop his bed where it lay in the middle of his mattress and dialed the only person he could for help.

"Jimin?" Taehyung answered voice groggy from being woken up.

"Tae. Please, I can't. You. You have to." Jimin begged, tears still streaming down his face.

"Jimin, what's wrong?" Taehyung asked, now fully alert.

"Jungkook, he." Jimin managed to get out through his ragged breathing from trying to calm himself from sobbing.

"God damn it." Taehyung swore climbing out of his bed and out of his apartment while still on the phone with Jimin.

"I'm sorry." Jimin let out with a hiccup.

"Jimin, you have nothing to be sorry for." Taehyung assured as he rounded the corner from his hallway into Jimin's hallway of their shared apartment complex. Taehyung stared at Jungkook, eyes hardening in anger, as he watched Jungkook try the handle to Jimin's door. "He's the one that should be sorry."

Jimin could only nod his head, unable to speak.

"I'm here. I'll take care of it."

Jimin didn't get the chance to apologize again or thank him before Taehyung hung up.

Jimin crept out of his room, down the hall stopping at its opening into the living room, hearing Taehyung's voice call Jungkook's name. Jimin stepped forward when he heard Taehyung's irritated voice grow louder as it began to argue with Jungkook's slurred one.

"No. I want to see Jimin." Jungkook jerked his arm from Taehyung's grip.

"Kook, come on. You're drunk. Let's just go home." Taehyung made to grab Jungkook's arm again.

"Jimin!" Jungkook yelled knocking on the door in rapid succession not caring that he was waking all their neighbors.

"Jungkook for fuck's sake." Taehyung let out angrily, grabbing his friend by the collar of his shirt, jerking him away from Jimin's door. "Jimin doesn't want to see you right now."

Jungkook wrapped his hands around Taehyung's wrist and yanked his hands away from his shirt, oblivious to the sound of it tearing when he did. All he cared about was seeing Jimin. Jungkook turned back to Jimin's door, banging on it, sobering slightly at the pain that shot up his arm with each impact that his fist made with Jimin's door as he banged on it.