As the day starts, A tired Kookie sits up from his bed, rubbing his eyes. He patted the space beside him to find no one. He looked around, searching for a black headed guy.
"Jimin--"
Before he could continue, he felt a push from his behind, making him stumble.
"Jungkook, go find a job or something, go to hell or just shut up!"
"But Jimin.."
"Shut the eff up and clam up! My friends ar..."
The sound faded to Jungkook's ears, tired if the same old shit everyday. As the day goes by, the torture becomes worse. His undying love cor Jimin has brought him here, but loving.. is hurting him so much.
The bruises he gets whenever Jimin gets drunk.. The harsh words that Jimin fed him everyday..
He should let go. But the thing is, he cant.
He loves Jimin so much, that leaving him would be the last thing he would do.
"Jungkook are you even listening to me? What the fuck? You good for nothing twat, go to hell!"
Jungkook smiled it off, and turned his back.
SMACK.
Jungkook hit his body in the wall, from the force of Jimin's push.
"No one turns their back when im not done."
