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Chapter 28: I Swear

Jungkook took a moment to process the question along with his thoughts and emotions he was experiencing at the quiet moment after Jimin asked that awkward question, yet necessary question. The older had finally, truly, realized and accepted these newly found feelings for the younger. Of course, it was a new thing for both of them. "Jimin..will you.. be my boyfriend?" Jungkook asked, a bit nervously as he shyly rubbed the nape of his neck.

"a-aren't we already..b-boyfriends?" Jimin muttered softly, tilting his head slightly as he sat in Jungkooks lap.

Jungkook let out a laugh as he ruffled Jimin's light brown hair. "no, cutie... boyfriends are.. well I don't really know much about it either, just that I'm yours.. and you're mine~" he smiled softly looking down at the other. " which means..you can't let anyone, but me.." Jungkooks voice grew low as he placed his hand on Jimin's inner thigh, beginning to draw little circles with his index finger making Jimin's cheeks begin to grow warm. "touch you.. like how I touch you.." Jungkook leaned his head down slightly, "or.." the older brushed his lips against Jimin's. "kiss these pretty lips of yours.." he muttered before pressing his lips against Jimin's plump ones making Jimin's cheeks only grow warmer. "I won't let anyone hurt you either. ever. that includes father and mother.."

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"JIMIN!!" 

a loud male voice could be heard from the kitchen, followed by loud footsteps filling the empty hall causing Jimin to panic as he sat there curled up in the corner of his dull room, looking back at his accident that happened before their father arrived home, since he was 15 you'd think he would know how to deal with it but since Jungkooks father didn't care about how Jimin was a living human being he just treated him like a slave. The door swung right open, showing an infuriated Mr.Jeon. "I-IM S-SORRY- I-I DIDN'T MEAN T-TO-"

"JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU PIECE OF GARBAGE"

Jimin flinched harshly from his loud voice. Absolute genuine fear struck in his eyes as Mr.Jeon grabbed Jimin's arm. Currently, Jungkook was in his room listening to music, suddenly he heard the screams of pleading and fear from Jimin being dragged down the hall to the kitchen. Jungkook sprung up from the sheets faster than a fangirl running to go see a BTS concert, his headphones being pulled out doing so. "fuck.." Jungkook muttered as he pressed his forehead against the door, closing his eyes tightly as he sighed. "fuck!!" Jungkook yelled, slamming his fist against the wall leaving a big dent, but he paid no attention to it. Jungkook knew he couldn't do anything about this because his father would find out that Jungkook ACTUALLY CARED for Jimin, which would result in Jungkooks father forbidding Jungkook to go anywhere near Jimin. That was that last thing Jungkook wanted. So having to hear the screams of someone he cared so deeply for, was like absolute hell for the 16 year-old.

Once Mr.Jeon reached the kitchen, he shoved Jimin towards the broken glass plate on the floor. "what the fuck is this huh?"  he pointed to the scattered pieces. "tell me Jimin. how many shards of glass are on the floor? You should know how to count by now right? Because I spend MY FUCKING MONEY TO MAKE SURE YOU GET A FUCKING EDUCATION" He yelled causing Jimin to cover his ears and try to control his breathing because this was giving him a panic attack. but did he know that? No. Did Mr.Jeon care? No. "FUCKING COUNT" He shouted as he took off his belt, while Jimin cowered on the floor looking at the pieces.

"o-one..AH!-"  Jimin screamed, one strike of the belt hit Jimin's back.

"KEEP COUNTING"

"t-two..A-AH!!........th-..three....

......s-sixteen..A-AHG!..." Jimin was struggling to keep consciousness as he stared at the glass, his vision was blurry due to all the tears filing in his eyes.

"now clean this shit up and go to your room, you're not getting dinner tonight." he grumbled, throwing his belt over his shoulder as he walked out of the kitchen. "got me all in a bad mood, I'm going to bed.." he mumbled to himself.

Jimin was left in the kitchen, crying as he began to pick up the shards of glass, wincing at the pain when the pieces cut his skin. Suddenly Jungkook ran into the kitchen, he knew it was safe after he saw his dad passed out in his parent's room. "Jimin.." he spoke as he went to the younger who was obviously scarred and terrified.

"J-Jungkook..I-It hurts..I-It hurts alot.," he muttered shakily as Jungkook held the frightened boy. Jimin cried into Jungkooks chest as they sat on the kitchen floor.

"shh.. baby..its okay now.. im here now.." Jungkook softly whispered to Jimin, not even realizing the nickname as he held the other close.

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"I swear to you.. I will never..ever.. let them lay a single finger on you again" Jungkook promised, his eyes focused on that same dent in the wall by his door. "so..Jimin.. will you be my boyfriend?" he asked once more, returning his gaze to the smaller boy in his arms.

Jimin smiled softly as he looked up at Jungkook, their faces close as Jimin nodded happily. "Y-Yes Jungkook O-Of course I will!" Jimin giggled so cheerfully as he leaned up and kissed the older, a small tear of Genuine joy rolling down his cheek as they both smiled into the kiss.

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I made an extra long chapter for you guysss~~ love you all~~

~JikookProductions