three days | jikook✧| COMPLETED

13,

Jimin fluttered his eyes open, looking at his surroundings, hoping that whatever the nightmare he dreamt about was not real.
As usual, it didn't turn out the way Jimin had wanted as he realized the bed he was laying on was awfully familiar along with the strong smell radiating from the bed sheets.

He knew exactly where he was and he hated his guts for allowing himself to get there.

Looking over at the nightstand, he saw a small alarm clock sitting on the edge of the neatly polished wood.
He squinted his eyes, adjusting to the small numbers, feeling slightly dizzy.

"2am"

Although Jimin practically had no energy left in him, he managed to open his eyes widely, confused as to how long he's been in his room.

After some time, he dozed off and hadn't realized someone entered the fairly dimmed room.

"You're awake," the voice spoke in a husky voice, "you were in here for a while, I got worried."

Jimin snapped his neck towards the spoken voice and took a few seconds before he realized who it was.
Without a second thought, Jimin stood up and rushed towards the tall figure, angrily pushed him against the door, closing it, as well as making a huge noise.

"What the fuck do you want from me Jungkook?" Clear annoyance vibrated in Jimin's voice, anger hidden behind it.

The younger boy stood still, letting the elder push him, hit him and yell at him, anger visible from a mile away.
He knew he had no right to bring his boyf- -ex boyfriend back to his house without his permission, but Jungkook couldn't just let him go like that, he couldn't.

The horrible images from when Jungkook had changed Jimin's clothes to comfortable pajamas, seeing the boy's skinny figure, ribs sticking out like there was not a single thing between the bones and the skin, made Jungkook realize, Jimin hadn't been okay lately.
And after a long time, this was the first time he saw Jimin without a shirt or pants on. 

"W–why are you doing this? Why are you enjoying this so much? Do you really love seeing me suffer like this? Do you?!" Jimin was gripping Jungkook's collar, palms sweating and shaking, due to his missing strength.

The elder couldn't hold anymore as he loosened the grip and sat on the bad, covering his face in the palms of his hands.
"I don't," Jungkook spoke for the first time since he entered the room, now exiting the room and leaving Jimin alone and confused.

Jimin had no option, but to stay at Jungkook's house.

Yes, Jungkook did have a house, well more like his parent's house, but since the two weren't on good terms, Jungkook went back home.

Jimin and Jungkook's houses were fairly away from one another and Jimin had no car to leave, plus it was quite late and Jimin had to stay at the younger's house whether he liked it or not.

The rest of the night went by quickly for Jungkook, who managed to have a good sleep despite the argument earlier, but the situation wasn't nearly the same for Jimin. He was up all night and he didn't feel sleepy one bit. Mostly because he could never get used to sleeping at a new place the first night. It was almost impossible for him.

Being at Jungkook's place gave him one more reason to not sleep.

He had always dreaded the atmosphere there, but never mentioned it to Jungkook.
His parents topic was something Jungkook hated talking about and since he can remember, Jimin never mentioned it to him again.

Seeing Jungkook in that broken state was enough for Jimin to never bring it up again.

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