caught in a lie | jinmin

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❝Caught in a lie❞
Chapter 11
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Jimin stared wide eyed at Seokjin, everything his boyfriend just explained to him was utter nonsense. It was taking awhile for all the new information to process. The infamous Jackson Wang, touching what belonged to him, it set Jimin's blood on fire, gritting his teeth, with balled fist, the knuckles turning white. Jimin thought of Namjoon, and how even behind bars, a hundred miles away, even in the grave he would still find a way to torment Seokjin.

Jimin tried to hide his anger, but to no avail, Seokjin had notice and was pulling Jimin's balled fist into his softer ones. Jimin looked away, avoiding looking look at Seokji in that moment, Jimin's brown mocha eyes burned with hate and the intent to kill. Seokjin frowned, leaning in to place a hesitate peck on Jimin's cheek. In a flash, Jimin sprung up from where he was sitting on the sofa, knocking Seokjin back in the process.

Instinctively Seokjin shielded himself. Jimin stood with his hands resting on his hip, with his back facing Seokjin. Unaware of the shock and fear running through the elders mind, Jimin was towering over Seokjin by the time he finally turned to face Seokjin's direction. Jimin's eyes widen, sweat already beading at his forehead, nearly tripping over his own feet, Jimin rushed over panicked and angry at himself for what pushing Seokjin so roughly.

" Seokjin, Seokjin I'm so sorry-fuck! " Jimin wailed, collapsing in front of the elder male, who was visibly shaking and hyperventilating. Jimin tried to force Seokjin's hands down, away from his head and face so he could breath better. Easier said then done. Seokjin was set in that position, Jimin's breathing get t heavier as did Seokjin's. " Seokjin! Seokjin! I need you to open up, bring you're hands down " Jimin calmly said, using his doctor's voice.

Seokjin was unresponsive and Jimin was really begging to worry, if he didn't do something quick Seokjin will pass out or go into shock. Cursing under his breath Jimin used all of his strength to pry away Seokjin's arms and hands. Kicking and trashing wasn't war Jimin expected, nearly getting kicked in the stomach, face, and groan Jimin quickly straddled the older.

Seokjin kicked his legs widely, his arms coming to punch and hit at Jimin's chest repeatedly, all while screaming and yelling " No, no!, no!, no!, no! " at the top of his lungs. Jimin was really getting fed up with Seokjin's struggle, but he summed it he was triggered when Jimin pushed him. Seokjin twisted his​ neck and head side to side as his body squirmed under Jimin, who was able to pin seokjin's hands above his head, and keep them there.

Giving up, Jimin decided to let Seokjin ride out his tantrum, the male is in a traumatic state of mind, and Jimin didn't have any sedatives with him. Jimin sighed heavily as he watched the male underneath him now start to cry uncontrollably​, flashbacks of Namjoon and the beatings payed in his head like a movie, making him believe as if he reliving it. Seokjin wasn't aware of his surroundings only his memories. Jimin scrunched his brows together angrily, " Damn it Seokjin. You ruined everything! " the younger cursed, applying more pressure into his grip. Seokjin whimpered and fought harder against the younger.

30 minutes later

Jimin sighed in relief, Seokjin was completely limp underneath him, the elder had worn his body out. Jimin moved of the body and leaned his head back, bringing his hands up to run them through his hair. He was very exhausted, more so then Seokjin, his back hurt too. He looked at Seokjin and sighed, getting up and putting his arms under his knees and neck, picking the elder up effortlessly. Jimin walked over to the couch and laid Seokjin down, grabbing a spare blanket on the far left side of the couch, he draped it over the sleeping male.

Walking back to the​ kitchen he looked at the amazing pizza station he had set up for their date, gritting his teeth Jimin became over filled with anger. Blaming everything on Seokjin for the ruined date,  their first date. Jimin angrily thee open the doors to the fridge and searched for the alcohol he had hidden. Undoing the cap he took a chug, straight from the bottle, when he brought the bottle down his eyes screwed shut at the bitter taste. Walking back to the living room he walked past Seokjin, and towards the front door, leaving to the bar. Jimin didn't give a single glance back, walking out the door, bottle in hand, he left.