Was it you? - Jikook

10. Intertwined

He was resting his head on the bed, kneeling next to it. He looked like he was praying, but his mind was rather silent.

He really found it difficult to understand, so much so that he had had to go to his own apartment to not see him, to prevent the other members from noticing the discomfort that he still had in his eyes.

He gathered his hands on the quilt, and sighed slowly. Six months had passed since the breakup of the engagement: the company had issued a statement saying that things did not go well, and Yabuki's family ended up giving in to their creditors after losing the money that Jungkook had given them after returning from the tour in pay interest. Things were reluctantly getting cold again everywhere.

Except in that house, in him specifically.

Jimin continued to toss and turn in bed, ignoring the phone and his calls, thinking about everything but what he should: he really tried, but his memories only took him to the kiss that night, to the nights a year ago, to the way in which Jungkook had gone from affectionate to cold and then back to strange.

Was being together in bed all that mattered to Jungkook? It seemed that everything pointed to that being the case, that he really felt nothing but desire for his body, to be together again; and although Jimin couldn't deny that a part of him did want to be possessed in that way, the desire to be cared for and loved was greater.

After all, they had been both of their first loves, right?

Probably not for Jungkook. He had already left before he noticed his Hyung. He had ventured into the world of dating with deviation, alongside other members, but with the only difference that he didn't really intend anything serious. The longest had been with Jimin in fact. That made him feel special, horribly, but special.

A knock on the door woke him up, and thinking that it was probably the food he had ordered at home, he went to the door. He hadn't slept in three days, and he was starving, maybe those were the two reasons why he didn't look through the door and simply opened it.

The first mistake.

"HYUNG!" Jungkook stopped the door to stop him from closing it. His entire body exuded desperation, in a way that made Jimin take a few steps back. "I finally found you! You have no idea how distraught I've been!"

"I said I was going to my house." Jimin responded calmly, not wanting to notice that he had been crying. "Besides there's no reason for you to look for me."

"Don't say that." Jungkook pushed the door further until it was completely open, but he still didn't enter the house. "You know you worry me."

"Yeah, well, save yourself the worry." He tried to speak firmly, but what came out was more of a plea. Jungkook looked him up and down.

"Have you bathed today? Did you eat?"

"Of course." Jimin lied, and tried to take the door from him but was stopped.

"Let's give you a bath."

Jimin hesitated and let himself falter at the strange words.

The second mistake.

Jungkook entered the house and closed the door behind him, then he grabbed Jimin and dragged him to where he knew the bathroom was. He left it there and went to the room to look for clothes, when he returned Jimin was still standing not knowing what to do.

"Take a shower, and then come out to talk." He seemed to order her.

"I don't have to..." Jimin was interrupted by a caress on the cheek. He froze, not wanting to admit how much he had expected something like this.