Beyond the Boundaries | JiKook

15-realisation of his denial followed by the feelings of desperation and fear

It was dark. Dark, cold, and his body hurt all over. 

The dampness that surrounded him was like a flaming circle of fear and regret, ready to consume him any second. 

Or it would've if he hadn't managed to open up his eyes. 

He felt relieved that it had been a dream, yet the sensation it had given him still lingering in his heart, his chest squeezing at each constant reminder. But the comforting scent that came from behind him was enough to distract his mind soon enough, making him gaze around in silence. "You're up." And now the comforting voice he had avoided for a long time. Why had he done so again? He forgot. 

"What?" 

Jungkook walked before him and pressed his palm over his head. "Are you still out of it? You don't have a fever or anything..." 

Seeing him was enough to get him out of the daze he had been in, making everything become reality once again. "You- stop that!" 

As Jimin slapped his hand away, his eyes darted around the place only to end up over his naked legs. "W-why am I naked?" 

Jungkook sighed, taking a step back to give him space. "You said you were hot and took your pants off." It was true, he still had his underwear on and didn't feel any weird down there. "Then why am I here?" 

"Then?" He chuckled. "You don't remember anything?" 

Jimin held his aching head as he tried to think back on the events of last night. "I... went out for some drinks and then... and then..." Nothing. He couldn't remember a thing. It was almost like a black hole had sucked his memories away. It was empty. 

"You really need to start drinking in moderation-" 

"Where are my pants??" He got up from the bed, now searching around the place in a hurry. Yet when he couldn't find them he paused, eyes now squinted and brows furrowed. "Why are you so normal about this- is this a new way of mocking me?" 

"You know I never did that-" 

"Then why are you acting like this?" 

Jungkook crossed his arms, leaning against the table behind him. "After the things that happened last night, isn't it normal? I mean, you did cry a lot." 

Jimin frowned more, to which Jungkook smirked at. He was just enjoying himself at this point. "Forget it!" Angry, he went back to trying to find his pants yet ended up pausing when the latter spoke once again. "You got them soaking wet while trying to wash your face, so I threw them in the washing machine." 

Sighing loudly, he ran to Jungkook's drawers and took a pair of sweatpants to put on. They were a bit too loose but he couldn't care less as he rushed to leave the place. "You could've told me to go back- or just left me on the street-" 

"Are you kidding me? You're seriously kidding." 

Yet Jimin only glared so Jungkook sighed, eyes gazing at him with a tender look. "I can't just leave the man I like on the streets when he was clearly in a bad state." 

"Stop saying that-" 

"What? That I like you?" 

Jimin clenched his fists, feeling stuffy. "Why do you only care about yourself? What about me? What about what I feel?" 

Jungkook scoffed, shaking his head. "You think I really don't care?" 

"You're acting like it!" 

Jungkook then fell silent, eyes gazing at the ground. "...think whatever you want then. You love doing that anyways don't you?"