"Black shirts, black hoodies, black pants, black bullet cap, pink underwears? Seriously Junggeok? " Jimin sadly chuckles and pats my back. He has been nothing but cheerful in the past two days. Makes me food. Plays my favorite music, of RM of course. He even does all the chores, not like he has other options, cause I have not come out of the room in the past two days.
I'll kill him so dearly after breaking his heart.
"You know I love black."
He smiles and cheeks my bag again, like a dotting mother I never had.
I look at his side profile. How he resembles uncle Eunho... Same eyes, same pouty lips and nature. Pure. That's why I like to assume. I know he has his hidden demons too. But he chooses to fight them for me. His best friend.
I think that again. He fights his demons for me. I smile.
"Jimin.." "Yes?"
" Will you be okay to come? You don't have to come if you don't wish too..." I feel a twitch of stiffness spreading on his spine. He smiles. "Ani, I'm fine Kook..."
"You only call me that when you are sad Jimin...You matter a lot to me...mmh?"
We spend the rest of the night giving silent comfort hugs.
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Clandestine Threads {THV X JK}
FanfictionKim, the brilliant detective with eyes like shards of ice, and Jeon, the notorious criminal with a smirk that could unravel secrets, share a history of betrayal. Their animosity simmers beneath the surface, fueled by past encounters and whispered th...
