Park Jimin; Sinner

Park Jimin; Comforter

Jimin's POV

Jungkook was hugging me. What. The. Fuck?

I looked down at his slender frame that was almost constantly being wracked with silent sobs. I felt so bad for him. It must have been really bad if he somehow managed to find comfort in me. Who the hell did this to him?

"What's wrong?" I asked, knowing he probably was going to realize just who's shoulder he was crying into, but he looked up at me with those big eyes and said something I wasn't expecting him to say.

"P-promise not t-to t-tell my d-ad?" My eyes widened, this perfect, goodie two shoes, church boy had something to hide from his father? Now I was intrigued.

"Like hell I would tell him" I said, with relative anger towards his father in my voice. He was a fucking asshole.

"Ok" he whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear before I felt a tug on the sleeve of my leather jacket, and before I knew it her was dragging me to the outskirts of town.

For a minute I thought he was taking me to the station, before immediately dismissing the thought from my head because if he had known it would be boarded up, just like Tae had explained before. As we were walking I took several glances at his face, silently checking how he was holding up. I wasn't exactly great with tears.

Finally as we were going across the small bridge over the thin stream, he finally tugged me in a different direction.

"Taehyung and Hoseok will probably be where I was going to take you" He said quietly, the way he cried still evident in his scratchy voice.

Wait. Tae and Hoseok? Did he know about the station? He must have, this whole time... Yet he managed not to tell his father. I immediately had a slight bit more respect for this kid.

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After about 15 minutes of walking through the space woodlot outside of Pass, he pulled me to an abandoned and crumbling building beside the river. It's old, rock walls were crumbling slightly, and there was a big wooden water wheel at the side that spun softly in the wind, creaking as it went.

"Jungkook..." I said, not even knowing what to say, simply in awe of the old but beautiful sight my eyes were taking in.

"I know" he said sounding kind of sad "the station is much cooler" He looked down, playing with a fraying string in his dark blue hoodie.

"No, I was going to say that this place is incredible. How'd you find it?" I said still looking at the way sunlight filtered through the trees and covered the moss speckled roof with dappled sunlight. This place seemed impossible to find unless you really knew where you where going. I heard Jungkook let out a shaky sigh.

"Um, in- was it grade 9? I think it is. I ran away for a couple of days, and I found this the first night and it was where I stayed" he said so quietly that he sounded like the soft wind that was felt lit rolling through the old tree branches that surrounded us.

But why would he run away? I thought he was the goody-two-shoes of this small, dreary town. I thought he was the kid that all the mothers wanted their children to be like, so what would make him feel the need to leave when he was so loved by the majority of the town?

"If you don't mind me asking," I said softly, shy when it came to personal questions, "why did you run away?" Jungkook must have seen the question coming as when I said it, he didn't look like he was pondering the answer, or shocked at my question. No, he simply lowered his eyes, directing their dark chocolate gaze to his beat up and muddy timberlands.

"No particular reason," he said looking up with blinking eyes and a forced tight smile, obviously trying to avoid shedding any more tears. I could see that he did in fact have a reason, but it was a touchy subject, so I decided to change the topic.

"Well show me around then" I said enthusiastically as I gestured wildly to the crumbling mill. He nodded, lips stuck in a tight line, eyes still looking sadly at the green, mossy ground.

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Jungkook stepped through the buildings threshold before me, he seemed nervous about actually letting me in, his eyes darting to evaluate my reaction every two seconds. I didn't really know why he was so concerned about my reaction until I properly looked around the room.

Books everywhere. Stacked along the walls, resting atop the few pieces of old furniture that littered the room. Even squished into the occasional crack in the stone walls.

"M-my parents don't let me have fiction books, they say it clouds your sense of reality" he said very softly, I looked around the room, at least 200 books which all looked like fictional novels, comics, manga, oh, and was that porn? I thought looking with squinted eyes at the glossy dark red magazine resting on the floor beside an old wooden rocking chair. I smirked.

Gods child my ass.

Jungkook seemed to follow my line of vision to where my eyebrow was raised. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his dark eyes widen and panic settle into his prominent features.

"Awe, church boy Kookie isn't as pure as they think is" I said mockingly in a singsong voice. His face went as red as a cherry.

"That-it-it's not mine" he said crossing his arms over his chest and looking awkwardly around the darkening room.

"Who's is it then?" I said walking up to where the magazine lay. I picked it up and looked at the cover, filled with boobs and ass in lingerie. I crinkled my nose at it. How did people find that appealing? I sighed, tossing it down on a table. I turned and looked at Jungkook who still hadn't answered my question and smiled.

"I don't really like the girl ones, got anything else?" I questioned with an eye smile. His mouth dropped open.

"Why would I have dudes? I'm not gay" I flinched at how he still said that phrase with venom. I quickly got over it though, feeling accomplished.

"So it is yours"

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I feel sad, nobody has read this book yet...

Update people have now, but they hadn't when I wrote this

Ps imma start doing song recomendations, I will even put them in the media box for u to listen to.

Song recommendation
Lu by Luhan (I'm sorry but it is such a meme like plz boi what r u doing)