Jungkook's POV
My body is jolted awake when the last thing I saw were my parents standing in my doorway furious as hell to find out that their only son was gay. I take off my sweat soaked shirt and sit up on the side of the bed trying to catch my breath, "Calm down Jungkook. I-It was only a dream." my fingers grip my sweaty hair trying to keep from thinking about what people had said about Jimin.
My Jimin. He is mine and nobody is gonna touch him, EVER.
It wasn't real but it felt so real in that moment, I pick up my damp pillow and shirt to throw in the washer, "I sweat a lot in my sleep." I start the washer and lay on the couch hoping not to fall into the same dream, but to fall into a dream where I can see him. I need him more than ever but I am afraid to call him, he might be asleep or with someone else by now.. it's been two days since I said anything else to him.
Please forgive me Jimin.
I unwrap my wrist revealing scars that I know now will never heal, my eyes begin to water with the thought of what happened that day. That person texted me for the first time taunting me and if anyone sees that then there is no reason to live anymore, everyone will go after Jimin and make life even worse for me. Not to mention that if my parents find out I will be without them for the rest of my life.
With these thoughts in my head I can't go to sleep like I should, I wanna dream that Jimin was here in my arms and telling me everything will be okay. Only if he knew, but that won't happen for awhile now. I look out the window and see that it's snowing, I get up and stare out the window watching cars pass and couples playing in the snow. I start to recall a memory and close my eyes hoping to see it play out before me
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Flashback
I am laying on the couch on my phone when I hear someone running upstairs, "Whoever is running in the house please stop!" Namjoon screams. "Well it isn't me." I say sitting up and walking to the kitchen to get something to eat, "Then if it isn't you it has to be.." Jimin comes running down the stairs with a winter jacket on stopping right in front of us, "It's snowing! It's snowing! Come on Kookie come outside with me." He grabs my hand and pulls me to the door, "No way it's freezing I don't wanna get frostbite." Jimin looks at me with sad eyes giving me an ache in my chest, "UGH fine just let me go change." He smiles and hugs me tight making me feel warm, "Okay I'll meet you outside."
He lets go and runs out the door leaving it open a little bit, "This boy is such a child." Namjoon says as he walks over to close the door, "Don't forget your hat and gloves Kook."
"Yeah Yeah I know. Thanks DAD." I say sarcastically before going to my room to change into warmer clothes. I open my door and my room is freezing, "Yup Christmas is gonna be fun this year." I put on a long sleeve shirt, jeans and some shoes I just grabbed. When I grab my hat and gloves off my desk. I knock over some books so I turn around to pick them up and see a picture of me and an old friend. Crush actually.
His name was Daeseok and he was my only friend before I met Jimin and Namjoon, we grew apart for some reason and we never spoke again. He just kind of disappeared, I tried calling him but he never answered. I miss him and now that I am moving back home I want to get back together with Daeseok, maybe even date. I loved him more than just a friend but when I met Jimin my feelings for him changed and I wanted to spend every minute with Jimin, but Jimin doesn't like me that way. So being with Daeseok will make things better for me and him.
After I pin up the picture of me and Daeseok, I finally go downstairs and outside into the snow. I open the door and the cold air wakes me up even more, I close the door behind me and stand still looking around for Jimin. "Jimin! You made me come out here now where are you?" I walk down the steps and onto the lawn covered with snow looking everywhere but behind me, I suddenly get tackled to the ground, "Merry Christmas Jungkook!"
He lays in front of me making a snow angel, "Merry Christmas Jimin." I say with a smile plastered on my face, Jimin sits up and stares at me for a little while before helping me stand up. His hands were still warm while mine were freezing,
End Flashback
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I open my eyes with a stupid smile on my face now laying on the couch somehow, I guess I walked over here to get more comfortable, "Don't worry Jimin, we'll be like that again soon. I hope..." I sit up and stare at my phone wondering if I should check it. A piece of me thinks of Jimin but the rest of my thinks of that other person, "Fuck it." I grab my phone and turn it back on hoping to get an email or text message from him, my phone goes off with text messages from Jimin.
45 MISSED CALLS FROM JIMIN
45 MISSED VOICE MAILS FROM JIMIN
Jimin: Hey kookie! ^-^ I miss you so much and it's been a week since you last emailed me, Namjoon and I are kinda getting worried. Are you okay? Oh please answer me soon
Jimin: HELLLLLOOOOOOOO! JUNGKOOKIE! JUNGLEBOOK!! WHY AREN'T YOU TEXTING ME BACK?!? PLEASE SAY YOU'RE OKAY!! I MISS YOU!! ^3^ PLEASE ANSWER ME
Jimin: Jungkook if this is a joke this isn't funny anymore, I'm really worried about you. please answer me. I need to hear your voice.
My eyes can barley stay open as I stare at my bright phone screen, my thoughts begin to slur together and I can't even comprehend the images on the screen. I drop my phone on the floor closing my eyes and falling into the deepest sleep.
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(A/N) I'm just gonna leave this here for you guys. Sorry I haven't updated. spent lots and lots of time with Family. LOVE YOU ALL HAVE FUN DYING!
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