Resurfacing The Ice//Jikook

Day 1

Jimin's POV

My heart pounds in my chest as I pace back and forth in my room. I didn't know he'd be moving in today! It's only been two days since the 'skates incident'. It isn't unusual for partners to live together since it supposedly makes for better chemistry and flow between them, but personally, I've never found it to be helpful, only awkward and annoying. 

He's going into the room right across from mine and that really ticks me off. Fredrick was the one who picked it out...that son of a bitch. I swear he's doing all of this just to piss me off. After all I did NOTHING to him, and he's making me pay for the broken skates along with stupid Jungkook! I wasn't even the one who broke them! 

I hear Jungkook and Fredrick's voices fading and growing all day as they go back and forth between his pathetic excuse for a vehicle and his new room. I refuse to greet them though. 

I take a shower, clean up my perfectly tidy room, watch a couple episodes of whatever is playing on the TV, get on my laptop and do updates for my fans, but mostly I just stare out the window, hoping that this day will hurry up and get over with. Not that tomorrow will be any better, especially since it will be the first day I'll be forcefully sharing my rink with a newbie. I still shudder at the thought. 

Suddenly I hear a loud fit of laughter erupting from the two of them and I can't stop the wave of jealousy that runs through me. Dammit. 

I throw the door open and walk over to the next room. 

"What the hell? You guys are being so loud!" I say, mostly just seeking attention. 

"S-sorry." Jungkook can barely say between laughs. "Hyung just said something really funny." They both begin laughing even harder and I can feel my eye twitch. Did he just call him Hyung? My coach? HIS HYUNG? I think I'm going to be sick. 

"Why don't you come join us, Jimin? I-"

"Thanks but no thanks." I say coldly, cutting the new comer off. "I'm hungry so I'll be going out."

"Oh, Jungkook just made some really great-" Fredrick begins.

"I really don't care." I say, when in truth I want to scream at him. If you like Jungkook so much maybe you should coach him instead!

"Come on, Jimin." Jungkook says from his spot on the sofa. He smiles at me and I feel a fit of something sweet and intoxicating explode in me. 

"N-no. I don't want to." I say, stomping out of the room. "What is going on?" I whisper to myself as soon as I'm far enough away from them. "Why do I feel this way? I wonder if I'm sick." I feel my forehead as I dig my keys out of my pocket and walk out the door into the cool weather. 

Jungkook's POV

"Why is Jimin so cold?" I ask Fredrick.

"Aish Jimin..." He sighs, sipping his coffee. "He's had a hard life."

"What do you mean?" I ask, laughing lightly as I gesture to the splendor and glory that is his house. 

He smiles before continuing. "Jimin has always been alone. When his grandfather was alive then he enrolled him in ice skating classes because he thought it would help him if he had some sort of passion in his life, but after his grandfather passed away, his parents turned it into his responsibility instead. He practices harder than anyone I've ever met, because well..." He scratches his head. "I think Jimin feels guilty."

"Why?" I ask, now curious. 

"It's actually quite a sad story. It was Jimin's final tournament of the season in his junior ice skating years, but just before he went out onto the ice, his grandfather had a heart attack and died. It ruined all of his focus and he even cried during his routine, anyways, he came in 5th place because he screwed up all of his jumps and even forgot part of the choreography."