Memories - Jikook

4. The boy who saved my babies

Later that night.
I was on the phone to Evie and I mentioned the party Jungkook had previously invited me to go to. "Omg! Jimin, we need to go!" "I thought you told me to stay away from him?" She sighed down the phone. "yeah, Jimin. I did. But that doesn't change the fact he throws the best parties! We're going. You can't say no." "Ugh. Fine. But this is the last, I don't want to be involved with a boy that fucks anything with a pulse. I'll speak to you later, I've got to go."
"Jimin! Come down, please." I heard my dad shouting from downstairs. I sigh and make my way down to be met with Mina and my dad in the kitchen. "Who's this Jungkook I'm hearing about?" I was starstruck. "What? How do you know who Jungkook is?" I ask in complete shock. "Invite him out for dinner sometime this week, please. I'd like to thank him for what he did today." "No, dad. It's really okay." I say, trying my hardest to avoid this situation. "No, Jimin. Invite him for dinner. I need to thank the boy who saved my babies!" I cringed, realising there was nothing I could do to stop this. "That's a bit of a stretch," I say "well, it'll need to be 2 days from now. While we're on the subject, could I pleaseeeeee go to this party I've been invited to tomorrow night?" "Where is it?" "Jungkooks house." "Who's going to be there?" "I don't know. What is this, 21 questions? Can I go?" "I suppose you can." "Thank you thank you thank you!!!!"

As I'm getting ready to leave for Jungkooks house, I remember Taemin wanted to get food. Fuck, I best tell him I can't. I shoot a quick text and make my way there.

Jungkook pov.
I heard my front door open, assuming it's Jimin I shout "It's open!" But it wasn't Jimin. "Lisa? What are you doing here?" I ask, to which she blushes. "I missed you..." she said, coming closer to me. "Why are you dressed like that?" "Why do you think, jungkook? Can we talk in your room?" She said, whispering.

I know what you're thinking. "Don't do it, jungkook!" The thing is, I can't pass up on an offer like this. Haha.

Jimin pov.
I walk into jungkooks house, noticing the door was open. "Jungkook, your door was open!" I say, walking towards his bedroom noticing he wasn't downstairs. As I come closer to the bedroom, I think I hear.. weird noises but shake it off, thinking my brain is playing tricks on me. "Jungko- OH MY GOD. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!" I shout, covering my eyes and facing the other way. "What does it look like, honey?" I hear a female voice say. "Oh my god. Continue. This didn't happen." I cringed, unable to get what I just saw out of my fucking mind. Gross. How gross. I think, walking out of the house.

I was walking down the street, trying to get that very disgusting image out of my head when I heard my name being called from behind me. I turned around to see it was taemin. "Heyyy jiminie. Are you okay? You've got some sort of 1000 yard stare going on." "Yeah, taemin. I'm fine. Traumatised; but fine." I laugh. "You look like you could use a grilled cheese." He says, a smile plastered on his face. "I could so go for a grilled cheese." I say as we walk together toward a 24-hour food bit. "So, what's the deal with you and Jungkook?" He says, taking a bite of his food. I'm confused, so I let him continue. "I mean, are yous a thing? Like an item? Or are you guys just fucking?" "Excuse me?" I say, taken aback by his sudden change in attitude. "Well, we all know what he's like..." "and that's what you think I'm like, is it?" "Wha- no jimin, no. It's just Jungkook. He'd fuck anything with working legs." Slap. "You're a dick, Taemin." I spit, getting up and walking out. I begin my walk home, going over everything that just happened. I find a tear rolling down my face. Why am I so emotional these days? I quickly wipe the tear when I notice I suddenly felt faint. Oh god, not now. Not here.

Jungkook pov.
I was driving along the road when I see someone fall to the ground. Oh fuck- is that? Jimin! I quickly get out of the car and pick him up. His face was wet, like he'd been crying. He was pale but he looked somewhat at peace. His eyes open, and his face changes. "Jungkook? What?" He says, looking around before sitting up on his own. "You okay? What was that?" I say, concerned. He sighed. "Just- get in my car, I'll drive you home."

Jimin pov.
I can't believe that just happened, oh my god. "I suppose I owe you an explanation now." I whisper. He turns to me with a reassuring look on his face. "You don't need to. It's your business, not mine." "No... I- erm.. I want to tell you." "Okay." "Last year I got into a car accident with my mum and dad, my mum passed away and I was in a coma for a little bit... I lost all my memories and now sometimes I pass out and get random flashbacks to things. Doctors say it's some rare form of PTSD, I don't really know. But.. that's what that was." His mouth was wide open with shock. "Shit, jimin. I'm sorry." "It's fine, don't say sorry haha" there was a moment of silence before Jungkook spoke. "My dad died of cancer when I was 10. My mum turned into some smackwhore and fucked off. Left me with my little brother Sam." I tried my hardest not to react, noticing how emotional Jungkook was getting. "Oh, Jungkook... I'm sorry. That's horrible." "Mhm. We all have our demons, Jimin. Our own stories. Which one was yours again?" I take a second and close my eyes before saying; "do you think... I could stay at yours? It's late. I don't want to wake my dad up." "Yeah, of course." When we got back to his house, he got me a teeshirt of his to sleep in. "Spare bedroom, or my room. Your pick." "Erm. I think spare, considering what was going on in your bed earlier." His face went red, scratching his neck. "Yeah... goodnight then."

Later in the night.
"You look amazing, sweetie." She said, walking into my room. "Thank you, mum. I love you." "I love you more honey."
I scream, waking up in cold sweat. Fuck. It was one of my episodes. "Jimin?! Are you okay?!" I hear Jungkook say, running into the room. "Yeah.. yeah. Just an episode." "Follow me." I got up and followed him to a room which had a nice comfy looking couch, near the window. "Sleep here. After my dad passed, this chair helped me get to sleep. I couldn't sleep anywhere but here." I laid down on it, noticing how comfortable it felt, like a cloud. "Goodnight, Jimin. Call me if you need me." "Kook? Could you.. stay with me?" He gave me a gentle smile and laid down next to me, taking me into his arms as I fell asleep on his chest.