Fixed, Jikook

1

Broken.
That was all he could say he was.
His heart seemed to be torn into little pieces so small he couldn't feel anything anymore.
He was broken, and he was numb.

In which jungkook helps jimin find happiness again.
-----------------------------------------------------------
Jimin:

   Jimin got up at seven in the morning and took a shower. The warm water felt nice on his cold skin. He liked showers since they made him feel comfort. The comfort he lacked in his life outside of the water spraying him from the shower head above.

   After about ten minutes, he turned the water off and grabbed his towel. He exited the shower, and as the cool air of the bathroom met his skin, he shivered. He walked to his bedroom and picked out some clothes to wear. They were comfortable and simple, just a sweater and jeans. He put them on and did his hair. As he looked in the mirror, he noticed the heavy bags under his eyes. He had another nightmare last night.

   He grabbed his backpack and keys and headed outside. It was fall where he lived, so the weather was nice and cool. He looked around him at the beautiful trees covered in multicolored leaves, with the occasional leaf drifting to the ground. To be quite honest, autumn was one of the only things he seemed to find tolerable in his life.

   The corners of his lips lifted into a small smile, the first he's had in a number of months. I'm getting better, he thought. That's nice.
-----------------------------------------------------------
                         Jungkook:

   There he was again. Park Jimin. The boy that Jungkook had a little bit of a crush on.

   Jungkook shifted in his seat as Jimin walked up to the table he was sitting at.
   As always, Jungkook was admiring how cute Jimin looked, with his chubby cheeks and fluffy hair. He admires various aspects of Jimin, like his diligence and creativity. You could say he was obsessed with the boy who sat next to him in his first period class.

  Suddenly, Jimin turned towards Jungkook, and Jungkook tried to make it seem like he wasn't creepily staring at him for the past few minutes of class.
   "Hey Jungkook? Do you know what the answer for number seventeen is on the homework assignment?" Jimin asked, tilting his head to the left as he did so.
   "Ummm... let me look," Jungkook replied, shuffling through the papers on his desk (he was a messy worker)."The answer is...21."
   "Thank you!" Jimin chirped.
   Jungkook blushed a bit before turning back to the task at hand-- staring at Jimin. Since Jimin was so focused on his homework, he didn't seem to notice the loving gaze of the boy who sat next to him.
   How long has this been going on, you ask?
   It's been going on for about six months, from the moment Jungkook first spoke to the beautiful boy that sat next to him.
   Jungkook knew barely anything about Jimin, but he was very inclined to learn more. He tried to become friends with him, but is very shy and never could make himself do so. Other than small conversations in class, they don't really talk.
   A lot of the time, Jungkook wishes he could be more like his friend Taehyung, who was very loud and outgoing. He's talked to Taehyung about Jimin before, and Taehyung always tells him the same thing.

"Just ask him out or something."

   He makes it sound so easy, Jungkook thinks bitterly. I'll show him. I'll show him I can do it!
   He looks over at Jimin, who was still concentrated on finishing his math homework, and sighs. Who am I kidding? I've been trying to get myself to ask him out for the past three months!
   The reason Jungkook was so nervous was not because he felt that he wasn't very attractive, in fact his mother always tells him he's a very handsome boy, it's just that it's Jimin he wants to ask out.
   He was afraid of rejection from the boy that had an aura of delicate beauty surrounding him. The boy that always seemed to be in a different universe.
   He was also terrified of confessing to Jimin because of Jimin's ex, John. John was tall, athletic, and American. And if that was Jimin's type, Jungkook knew he had no chance of being with him, for he was not the slightest bit American.
----------------------------------------------------------

Author here!!!!! Umm... this is my first fanfic, so it's probably going to be horrible. Anyways, I just wanted to say that jikook is one of my otps so... yeah.
-katie