Bound by Colors

Chapter 9

Jungkook took Jimin to a small, roadside cafe. Jimin sat across from him, nervously playing with his hands, while Jungkook's intense gaze never left his face.

"What’s going on between you and Kim Taehyung, huh?" Jungkook demanded, his voice rough with frustration.

Jimin avoided his eyes, focusing instead on his fingernails, scratching them anxiously. He didn’t know how to answer.

Jungkook ran a hand through his hair, growing more agitated by Jimin's silence.

"Chimmy, is he forcing you? Did he hurt you?"

Did he hurt me? Jimin thought. What Taehyung did... was it really considered hurting? Or forcing? He couldn’t find a clear answer.

"What the fuck is going on? Tell me! Why are you staying with him, ignoring your studies, and sneaking out?" Jungkook's voice rose, a rare curse slipping out, surprising Jimin.

Jungkook took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "Why aren’t you speaking? Okay, tell me how it all started. Do you love him?"

Jimin shook his head "I don’t."

"Then why are you staying with him?" Jungkook pressed on, his frustration palpable.

"Do you want help? Is he threatening you?" Jungkook asked, his tone softening.

"Hyung, I..." Jimin sighed, torn. Could he involve Jungkook? The thought of Taehyung’s power and what he could do to Jungkook scared him."What does he want from you?" Jungkook asked again.

Jimin shivered, recalling last evening's events. He touched his bracelet unconsciously. Taehyung had never hurt him physically, but the fear was always there, an unspoken terror that made him want to run far away from Taehyung’s gaze and touch.

"Chimmy, what's going on?" Jungkook's voice softened as he looked at Jimin's tense face.The door chimed, and Taehyung entered.

Jimin's breath hitched. Taehyung’s presence was overwhelming, dominating the small cafe. His guards swiftly cleared the place, tension filling the air.Jimin stood up, hsi hear beat fastened cold sweat forming on his forehead.

"I think you’ve had enough fun. It’s time to go home," Taehyung said, grabbing his arm.

Jungkook stood up, fury in his eyes. "He's not going anywhere," he said, grabbing Jimin's other hand.

Taehyung smirked arrogantly. "Who are you to tell me that?"

"I'm his older brother," Jungkook growled."Older brother, I see," Taehyung said, pulling Jimin closer.

Jungkook's veins bulged with anger. He clenched his jaw and threw a punch at Taehyung, but Taehyung caught it effortlessly, smirking.

"Nice try, kiddo," he said, landing a hard punch on Jungkook’s face.Jungkook staggered back, blood dripping from his lip. Seeing Jungkook hurt, Jimin's blood boiled. He stepped in front of Jungkook, grabbing Taehyung’s collar with unexpected strength.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you hurt him?" Jimin shouted, his face flushed with anger. "I’m not going with you. Don’t think you can control me."Taehyung’s smirk deepened. "Quite feisty, aren’t you?" he said, grabbing Jimin’s hands.Jimin jerked his hands free and landed a punch on Taehyung's face. The guard quickly intervened, taking Jimin down on his knees, arms twisted behind his back.

Taehyung glared at the guard, grabbing his collar. "Who told you to hurt him? Leave him, now!" he roared.

The guard stepped back, and Taehyung helped Jimin up. "You okay?" he asked, holding Jimin's shoulders.