I'm not your first kiss (but you'll be taking mine) [JIKOOK] // COMPLETED

Nothing like us

Like last time, there's homophobic language and bullying.

The next Sunday night arrives, marking the end of the two days of Jungkook's self-loathing and suffering. He has sulked in his bed, ignoring everything and everyone. He left his house only to go get his hair dyed strawberry-blond, in hopes it would've made him hate himself less. A new beginning, he says in his mind.

To put it simply, he misses Jimin.

To put it not-so-simply, he needs Jimin to be complete. He needs Jimin in order to be himself.

He thinks back to when Seoyun called him, crying, screaming at him how Jimin had harassed and came onto her. It immediately sounded off in his ears. He has known the elder for his entire life and the boy would never do anything like that.

Jimin is kindhearted and a warm person. All of the best moments in his life involve the smaller who so snugly fits in his arms when they cuddle. His smile alone is able to help Jungkook go on with his life.

Jungkook can admit that he's stupid, he doesn't need Seokjin to tell him that. He knows, he fucking knows that it's his fault they aren't what they were anymore. It's because of his stupid head.

Jungkook clutches the keychain in his hand as he tries to fall asleep, memories of him and Jimin playing on a loop in his head.

Eventually, he falls into restless sleep.

♥♥♥♥

Monday comes and goes in a blur. Jungkook ignores all of Seoyun's messages and attempts to talk to him. He doesn't trust her anymore and he's pretty sure Jimin's behavior stems from her. For the third time that day, Jungkook leaves his so-called girlfriend angry in the hallway.

He's been trying to look for Jimin, but the elder has slipped through his fingers more than once already. The boy is frustrated.

It's late in the evening when Jungkook walks to the dance studio Jimin goes to. The classes have ended but the young male knows his hyung will stay a couple of hours in, overworking himself to his limits. He expects to see the older tired and glowing (don't judge him, okay? He just thinks Jimin glows after he dances).

Not getting yelled at by Seoyun.

"Didn't I tell you to get away from him?! You fucking slut! You fucking gay piece of shit! No wonder your real parents left you! All of you are faggots!" the girl screams.

Jungkook stands a good distance away from them, mouth hanging open. What the fuck? he thinks. He sees how Jimin stands there, motionless.

"Gay people are so disgusting! You should be ashamed of yourself! Your whole excuse of a family should!"

That tipped Jungkook off the boat. He has never felt so angry in his entire life. Not only for Jimin, but also for his own parents. He fumes in anger, teeth gritting together as his hands ball into fists. With a few steps, he walks closer to the two.

"What's going on in here?" he asks, trying to compose himself to the best of his abilities. Jimin looks at him with wide, shocked eyes and it pains Jungkook to see the glossiness of his dark orbs. Seoyun turns around.

"Kook! Didn't you know that Jimin is a gay dicksucker and has two faggots as parents?"

Losing a PVP match in Destiny can infuriate Jungkook to the point he wants to break the controller in half with his teeth. How could he keep his cool when his family is a target of abuse?

A harsh slap echoes in the dark, empty street.

Seoyun falls down to the ground, holding her reddening cheek as she cries from the pain. Jimin's mouth drops. Jungkook stands in front of her, chest heaving as he glares at her with eyes so dangerously angry she really should start thinking about running away.