Remember Me | JiKook

The Lost Year : Zephyr

Everything that is too good to be true is too good to last.

"J-Jimin" Mark wanted to order him but it came out more as a plead.

"Tell me, Mark" Jimin smirked knowing that he had that effect on the older. His teeth grazed against the elder's collarbones. He snacked at the skin while his fingers toyed with back of Mark's boxers.

"Stop, please..." He gasped at the last word. All of his words were coming out as syllables rather than complete words. Jimin's tongue worked wonders.

"Do you really want me to stop right now?" It was a rhetorical question.

"I really don't. But I..." Jimin didn't let him finish by ploughing into his mouth once again.

A few seconds into the kiss and tears ran down his cheeks. Jimin had to pull away abruptly.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..." He looked at his hands clearly ashamed and guilty.

"It's-it's not your fault. It's just that..." Mark sniffled and sat up on his bed.

"I'm so sorry, babe. I know I hurt you. I'm sorry"

"No!" Jimin was about to sit up too when Mark climbed over him.

"What are you doing?" He could only chuckle, Mark could be confusing sometimes but Jimin knew all that. He was ready to put up with all of it and more, or so he thought.

"Look, don't laugh"

"Okay" Mark rested his head on Jimin's chest.

"It's just that..I don't think it's right to do it before marriage" And that was all it took for Jimin to be thrown into a laughing fit. Mark could feel the vibrations of his chest."Yah! You said you wouldn't laugh!"

"Alright, alright. I'm sorry" Jimin tried to keep a straight face but ended up laughing again.

"I hate you"

"No, you don't"

"You're right" he sighed "I love you"

"Come here" Jimin motioned him to sleep beside him, Mark obeyed.

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"Hey, what's that?" Jimin pointed to a small bear under the bed. He was getting ready to leave the next morning when he noticed the tawny and fluffy soft toy.

"What are you talking about?" Mark replied back in his hoarse morning voice. Jimin brought out the beaver and showed it to Mark with that beautiful smile of his.

"This. It's so cute" Jimin basically squealed but Mark instantly got up and snatched it away.

"It's nothing. Leave"

"What's wrong?"

"I said leave"

"No" Jimin snatched it back and started eyeing it suspiciously. He caressed the bear and felt a slit at the back. Sure enough, there was an opening.

He opened it slightly and his jaw dropped. There were all sorts of sharp things inside. Razors, knives, scissors, needles, everything.

"Mark, what the hell is this?"

"J-Jimin"

"Tell me!"

"I-I have belonephilia"

"What?"

"I just like sharp objects in general"
 
"I'm confused. Do you cut...?" A gasp left Jimin's mouth when he realized the gravity of the situation.