𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. | jikook

10. | innocent corruption

CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, DRUG USE, DARK THEMES, AND REFERENCES TO SEXUAL CONTENT, DEATH AND DRUGS

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A hoarse scream pierces his ears as Jimin comes to once more, eyes slowly fluttering open in pain after being shut for so long. He's no longer trapped in the vastness of the infinity cove, having been vacated to Jungkook's comfortable, all-too-familiar bed for a better sleep.

The sheets smell like Jungkook and the blanket thrown over his half-naked body provides warmth that Jimin desperately needs. His neck still hurts from where Jungkook had pierced his skin, yet the feeling of being back in Jungkook's bed soothes his mind.

Once Jimin's eyes are finally open, he can make out two figures illuminated by the infinity cove, one on top of the other. They're fighting or scrambling at one another, clothes strewn about the room, camera discarded on the floor by a loose wire, and all Jimin wants to do is get up.

As he tries pushing himself onto weak arms, his body crumbles beneath his weight, sending him crashing back down onto the comfortable mattress that screams his name. Realisation hits that he's practically useless in this situation.

All Jimin can do is lie there, eyes stinging from being shut for too long and head throbbing with a distant headache. He watches Jungkook's muscular back tense, curly hair pushed back, veins in his arms protruding when his hands tighten around Taehyung's throat-

Jimin finally realises what's going on. He has to do something to stop Jungkook, but he's constricted by the numbing feeling consuming his body.

Regardless of his doubt, Jimin must do something. With all his strength, the model manages to roll himself off of the bed, landing against the carpeted floor with a pained thud. It hurts and Jimin can already feel the bruise forming beneath tanned skin, but he pushes through.

Upon hearing the thud, Jungkook stops, hands loosening around Taehyung's bruised throat. Sweat is wiped from his forehead as he turns around in his spot, staring at the other model discarded on the floor.

Jungkook turns back to the gasping blonde with a small smile, shushing his shuddered breaths.

"Don't move. I'll be back." Jungkook coldly says, and Taehyung finds it funny because there's no chance he won't be doing something.

Pushing himself to his feet, the photographer strides towards Jimin, dark eyes trained on him. He's gotten sloppy and unprofessional with his work, somehow managing to have two models find out about his work and not knowing how to get rid of them.

Well, that's not entirely true. Jungkook was halfway through getting rid of one of his models before another one decided to interrupt.

"You don't know when to quit, do you?" Jungkook asks, bending down to meet Jimin's eye-level.

The model looks out of it. Eyes blown-up and slightly trembling, Jimin feels worse than he's ever felt before. He can't even remember what he's doing in Jungkook's room, or why his best friend is being suffocated in the infinity cove.

Jungkook's arm reaches out to touch Jimin, and the model instinctively leans in, having missed the boy greatly. It's when Jungkook's hand travels through his hair that Jimin spots the speckles of red blood scattered up his arm, coating the front of his white shirt and peppered across the bottom of his neck.

Jimin reaches out in curiosity.

"Y-You're covered in blood... what-what happened?" Jimin chokes out, running his fingers along the boy's arm.

Jungkook just smiles at him.

"Cleaning something up. Don't worry about it, baby," Jungkook whispers, brushing stray pieces of hair from Jimin's pretty eyes. "Let's get you back to bed. You're not well."