perfect man || jikook

twenty nine

twenty nine—

all jimin could feel after hearing the shots was pure worry, and fear. of course he still wanted hoseok to leave his life, but he was hit with the hand of the present instead.

jungkook collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest tightly and wheezing.

"jungkook..." he whispered and crouched down beside him, eyes glazing over with tears.

taehyung scrambled around jimin and collapsed beside the younger, mouth agape in shock.

"j-j-j-" taehyung stuttered. jimin shot him a look, hushing his friend and any further syllables that would tumble out of his mouth. no one needed to hear his rambling at a time such as this, and jimin didn't know if he would be able to put up with it. jungkook was on the ground and in pain, he didn't need any of that.

jimin scanned jungkooks body looking for the shot. he found it after a moments glance.

his eyes traveled over the crimson red splatter that was soaking jungkooks striped t-shirt and only expanding. he glanced over the dark red, nearly black, middle of the expanding cloud of blood. he noticed how jungkooks body shook with pain, tremors bouncing through his body causing his teeth to chatter. the stench of blood tickled at his nose, making him scrunch his face up in remorse.

jungkook let a small whimper out of his mouth, his face contorted to display utter agony.

for a few passing moments, jimin lost himself. completely. he sat there on his knees, eyes narrowed in pure bloody murder, and body ready to jump up and pounce on the one responsible for jungkooks pain.

then jimin heard a small gasp from the younger, quiet and soft, barely audible. but he heard it.

and all in one moment, jimin's anger dissolved, distress and worry replacing his rage making his features fall to a more gentle gaze. he wanted to know if jungkook could move, could get up, could talk.

jungkook coughed, blood spluttering from his mouth and onto his shirt, staining it even more. jimin's rage returned.

he had become a simple puppet. press a button, and he would change to fit the command that was given. at the slightest attempt to move, he would be swamped in different emotions concerning the one boy he had grown to love.

and right now, he was pissed.

wondering who, in the hell caused the younger this pain.

but that all vanished from his mind when the truth, and his sanity returned reluctantly in a fluid swipe of his brain. of course his rage didn't leave, but his eyes connected with the gun wound in jungkook shoulder.

jimin's heart plummeted, coming to a solid stop and his mouth falling open in shock. realization hitting him like a bus on a horrible monday morning.

no, it wasn't his shoulder.

but his heart.

//filLer chap

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