Resurfacing The Ice//Jikook

Jungkook's Confession

Jungkook's POV

"What is it?" I ask, feeling the anxiety inside of me rise. 

He takes in a deep breath of air before continuing. 

"Listen Jungkook...the way I acted with you today...this morning...w-when we were...yeah." He struggles to find the words. "That can't ever happen again."

My heart cracks. "Why not?" I ask, not stuttering a single word, looking at him right in the eyes. 

"Jungkook please...look at my house, look at where I come from." He gestures to my room. "This is where I belong...this is who I am...how can I be with someone....someone like you...." He mumbles the last part, looking at the ground at his Armani dress shoes. "My father has taught me all my life that...that I have to be the strongest or I will never survive. But when I'm with you Jungkook....I always feel like I'm normal...like we're on the same level...and how can I ever be the leader if I'm afraid to top you....if I feel bad for telling you what to do...? Do you understand my issue?" He asks, looking at anywhere but at me. 

My mouth feels dry and I'm suddenly choking on his words. 

"I think it's better if you go back to your other apartment after this...at least until my parents are gone...I don't want them getting any ideas." He finishes coldly, walking past me toward the closed door. "My father's waiting for me. I'll talk to you once I return-"

"No!" I shout, spinning around as I slam the door closed, his hand still lingering on the door knob, his eyes open wide in shock at my response. 

"J-Jungkook let me go." He demands, twisting and yanking at the door knob with no avail. 

"You've said your piece, now let me say mine!" I shout, shoving his shoulder against the wooden door, my other arm still firmly pressed against the door to keep it closed. His eyes hold mine, looking slightly scared. 

"My father's waiting for me, Jungkook-"

"Listen  to me dammit!" I shout, my heart beating loudly in my chest. "Do you know what I think, Park Jimin? I don't think you're like them at all. I don't think this is where you're supposed to be at all! Is the only comfort you want in your whole life to be from two parents who are so indifferent from you that they can hardly call you their son?! Is all the love you strive for, the care of a butler who probably wouldn't even be here if he wasn't paid?!" A tear of anger suddenly slides down my cheek.

"...stop it..." He whispers. 

"I think you're scared, Jimin. I think your scared of your parent's disapproval and I think you're scared of falling in love-"

"Stop it." He repeats a little louder. 

"Dammit Jimin, I'm scared too, but regardless of how frightened I am that you will never want me," A sob leaves my lips. "....I can't give up...I can't stop loving you, because you matter more to me than anyone." I cry, holding onto his upper arms tightly. 

Tears stream down his face as well as he stares with wide eyes at my face. 

"Jungkook..." He whimpers. "...don't do this....don't do this to me-"

"Don't what? Don't love you like you deserve? Don't hold you when you cry?...."

"....Don't love me, Jungkook..." He cries through closed eyes. 

"...why?" I whisper as I pull him into my arms, holding him tight against my chest. 

"...because....it will make it even worse when I have to let you go..." He hiccups, wrapping his arms around my torso. 

The guilt of knowing I have done exactly what Fredrick told me not to do floods my heart, and pours out all of the cracks, filling me up with horror for the fact that I have made Jimin cry yet again. 

"...I-I don't want to let you go, Jungkook....." He cries. "...I didn't mean that, before." He confesses. "My father wanted you gone. He told me to say whatever it took-" 

A knock at the door cuts us off. 

"Yes?" I answer, pulling Jimin close to me. 

"The Master is leaving. The young master is commanded to go out to the entrance."

Quickly Jimin dries his tears and turns to open the door, but I hug him from behind, making him freeze in place. 

"...I'll be waiting for you when you get back." I whisper before letting him go, and opening the door for him.

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Author's POV

Sue sat in her room on the phone, talking over Jungkook and Jimin's unusual connection with Fredrick.

"So you have noticed it?" She asks. 

"Not really. I mean, I told them to work on their chemistry for the sake of the performance, but you know I only had the best intentions-"

"He's not a professional." She states bluntly, cutting him off. "Don't even try to lie to me. I could tell the moment I saw him.   

"...It was a last minute desision." He explains. 

"Hmmm...." She hums through the phone.

"After last season's performance, Jimin scared away all of the other skaters. What was I suppose to do?! The only thing I could think of was to bring in a rookie who could soften him up first."

She sits quiet for a moment as she digests what the couch says. "...I know what kind of man you are, Fredrick." She sucks in a long breath of smoke from her cigarette. "....don't forget that...if you hurt my son, I'll be sure that you never coach again." She says in a raspy voice. 

Fredrick's voice is shaky as he sighs. "I understand." 

With that she hangs up the phone, sucking in another burning breath of nicotine. 

"So, Jungkook...." She says to herself as she stares at her own reflection. "...what is it you do with Jimin that keeps him so...captivated?" She chuckles to herself.  

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