Mafia|Jikook

4.

Slowly yoongi gained back his consciousness. His head hurted and he felt all dizzy. He couldnt remember what happened and how he ended up lying here on the floor in front of Jimins room.
He got up under big pain, moaning and holding his hurting head. He looked at his hand and saw dried blood. He had an open wound on his forehead.  What the fuck happened??? How long did he lie here unconscious?
  He also soon realized that it was way to quiet in the habitation. He looked around. 'Jimin?' ....no answer. 'JIMIN!!!!ANSWER ME!!'
He began to serach in every room. He could feel that something was wrong and that he had forgotten something very important. He was worried and his worry rised with every moment. Jimin was nowhere to find. As he entered the bathroom and saw the open window he suddenly remembered everything. Jungkook breaking into their house. Knocking him down  and leaving him behind, entering Jimins room. And now Jimin was gone.
'Holy fuck.' Was all that yoongi managed to say while he stood frozen in front of the window. A cold breeze came through the window and yoongi shivered. 'HOLY FUCK!!!!!!!'
He got his phone out of his pocket and typed in a number. He needed to talk to Jimins fahter immediatley.

Soon after the phone call yoongi stood in front of the office of his boss. 'Jonathan Park' stood there on a shield next to the big wooden door. Yoongi never liked that old bastard. He was an self-concerned jerk who only looked for his own advantages.... but he was yoongis boss after all. So yoongi ignored the bad feeling and knocked. After about one minute he heared a 'Come in' and yoongi opened the door almost bumping in one of the maids that worked here. Her face was all red, her eyes wet and her whole body was shaking. Yoongi wondered how she managed to stay on her feet and not fall down. Her uniform was a mess and yoongi didnt need to think long to realize what just happened here  that there couldnt be any worse moment to ask for a short meeting. His eyes followed the girl for a second as she rushed out of the room and deep down he felt pity for her. But since his childhood he had learned not to show his feelings so he just closed the door without showing any reaction and turned around to see his masters father sitting behind a huge desk.
'Min yoongi. One of my loyalst servants. Why are you here? Is something wrong with my adoptive son?' yoongi could see through jonathans fake smile without any problems but he just answered ignoring it:' he got kidnapped last night. I couldnt do anything. I am ashamed of myself and sorry. I brought blame on myself and on the image of your name. I am not worth to work for you anymore. So please....' he got interrupted by the burst into laughter of his boss. Yoongi was confused. What is wrong with him now??  'Jimin got kidnapped? Well ... dont blame yourself. He was good for nothing anyways. I will hide it infront of the press and just replace him. I dont want to waste any money to buy him back from the kidnappers.' Now all the selfcontrol yoongi had was forgotten. The confusion was written all over his face. 'Pardon me?' He stuttered. Jonathan laughed again. 'Dont give me that face. Soon you will have a new master.' Yoongis eyes widened and he stood there in front of his boss like a dump fool with an open mouth. 'But what will happen to Jimin? What if he gets killed?' 'That is none of my concern anymore. He wasnt my real son anyways.' Yoongi felt disgust but worry too climbing up in his chest. He was very concerned about Jimin and he felt guilty and responsible for his master being kidnapped. Even tho he loved Jimin so much he wasnt able to protect him. Yoongi felt ridiculous. So he asked desperately: ' please give me one week to bring jimin back. If i dont succeed then you may choose a new son. But please give me a chance to come up for my mistakes!!' This beg seemed to amuse Jonathan. 'You are really attached to Jimin, arent you. Fine. I will give you one week but no more.' 'Thank you!' Yoongi bowed and left the office without looking back.
Jimin, just wait for me. I will come and save you!!!

Soon Jungkook had to realize that Jimins words were true. There were no big news about the kidnapped son of the popular Jonathan Park,  ruler of the black market. But instead his phone vibrated every second because tae and his parents were spamming and trying to call him the whole time. His parents probably were very concerned about him. But he wasnt their real son anyway. So it couldnt be that bad for them. He smiled sadly. There was nobody out there in this ugly world who really needed him. He was just an orphan everyone had pity with. But what Jungkook needed wasnt pity. It was love. And nobody ever could give him the love his parents once gave him. And now he had to show them that he loved them back. Here at this place they would be able to see him. He stood there and stared at an almost black and filthy photo that hung on the wall. The photo showed himself between his parents with a huge smile plastered on his face. Yes. He was back home again. But that what he once called home was just a ruin now. A few days after his parents were killed somebody burned down the house to hide the proves. Everything  was destroyed except of his memories. They were so clear as if everything happened just yesterday. Now he was very desperate because his whole plan was for nothing. He risked his life and disappointed everyone around him just for nothing. Again.Now he wont be able to make up with Jimin again. He destroyed their friendship for his little revenge act. Why wasnt jimin a stupid asshole just like his damned father? But the fact that he was a very good person under his mask made the whole thing even more complicated. Not to think about what tae and his parents would think when they found out. He cursed loudly. Then he heared a quiet noise from jimins room. He froze. Did they find him after all?  He gulped. What should i do now???  He looked around desperately. Then he remembered that maybe there still could be a knife in the kitchen.
After he found an old knife he went to Jimins room without any noises and listened at the door. He could hear his heart pout very loudly and his breath went so quick that he thought that they almost could hear him. Then, another noise. It was the wooden floor that made sounds. There was somebody walking around in this room. It was impossible that Jimin could untie those ropes. So there actually was somebody else. Jungkook prepared to attack. He almost broke through the door and brought the person who was standing infront of him to fall. The person couldnt react and was now lying under the weight of Jungkooks body which was pressing the person to the ground. And the other one could feel the cold steel at his throat.

Jungkooks eyes widened for a moment. 'How could you....' 'How I could free myself? Well maybe you forgot that I am the son of a criminal. I have to deal with situations like this every day.' Jimin huffed. 'Dont act like I am stupid' Jungkook whispered and pressed the knife against Jimins throat. A drip of blood floated out of the little scratch in Jimins white soft skin.'And dont forget that I could kill you anytime.' Jumgkook wanted to scream. He wanted to cry like a little kid. But he showed nothing of that. He had to stay strong and to keep his head up. For his parents. Even tho Jungkook did his best to hide them Jimin seemed to know the youngers inner feelings. He seemed to be the one who could understand Jungkook the best. As if he went through the very same bullshit. He smiled and raised his hand to touch Jungkooks soft hazelnutbrown hair. 'You wont do that kookie. Youre not that kind of person' he said with a gentle and comforting voice. Jungkook froze and stared into Jimins calm eyes. Kookie.... the last person that named him like that had been his mother. His heartbeat calmed down. His puzzled mind cleared up. Suddenly he realized how close he was to the other. His body still pressed Jimin to the ground and there was almost no space between their faces. Their noses almost touched. Now that Jungkook was so close to the elder he saw how pretty Jimin was. Wonderful darkbrown eyes full of emotion, red, plump lips, a milky soft skin and blonde fluffy hair. He looked like a supernatural being, just like an angel. Jungkook blushed and immediatley backed away. He threw the knife away and sat there staring at the other who got up slowly. How could he hurt Jimin? He saw the scratch on the others throat and felt very guilty. He almost became an ugly murderer himself. Would his mother want him to kill someone? Definetly not. His mother had been a wonderful person. And she always has been able to forgive. But would she be able to forgive him now? He almost killed his own friend. He has become that kind of person his mother would never want him to become.

You wont do that. You are not that kind of person kookie.

Jimin still smiled gently.

Jungkook stood up and walked out of the room without to tie Jimin back to the bed. He felt so werid.

Jimin huffed tiredly after the door closed. This actually had been very close. But he was glad that he wasnt wrong about Jungkook.

Not able to hurt a fly, huh?

He giggled softly.

Jungkook still was shocked and frozen. It was like his body moved on his own as he left the room. It felt like his mind was far far away. Would Jimin maybe be able to forgive him? His cheeks began to get hot and his heart began to flutter like a little innocent bird. Jungkook touched his red face as if he had never felt od seen it before. He was stunned and surprised. What kind of feeling was that? It this what people call love?  No. Not possible. Jimin was a fucking male. But yes it was possible. It was possible when jungkook looked at his two fathers. Jin was in love with namjoon and namjoon was in love with jin. Jungkook shook his head. But the fewling wont disappear. It wasnt in his head,  it was deep down in his chest. So deep that nothing would be able to remove it.

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So now I finished the 4th chapter.

*looks at her work critically*

I think i wont be ever satisfied with the werid shit i am writing.

Whatever xD

I hope it is not too boring or stupid. But I am saying that already for the 4. time and I am sure that it already goes on your nerves like shit. Yeah yeah i am sorry.

In the next chapters there is a big secret about Jungkook and Jimin going to be solved.

Btw i am sooo happy that I FINALLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY managed to write about the MAINPART ... (JIKOOK)

I mean the most important thing is jikook and not some depressed memories of dead parents. I hope i didnt overdo it with Jungkooks memories and mental suffer. Yeah in the following chapters i wont describe every little feeling jungkook has towards his mommy but focus on his feelings towards jimin.
This is is not a momkook but a jikookfanfic after all. XD

I hope to see you soon in the next chapter!!! :D

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