POLARIODS AND PILLOWS.

twelve

"why the actual fuck are you here, jimin? what are you thinking?" jungkook exclaimed, staring at jimins face through the dim lights of the vip room. dried tears on jimins face, his eyes red from crying and smoking all night.

when hoseok had seen jimin going upstairs with someone, he didnt know it was jungkook. jimin had called him in a frantic, almost having a meltdown when someone had groped him and left a huge handprint. nobody knew that he had started to work here, and he wanted to keep it that way.

but that didnt last for long when jungkook had to rush to the club, paying extra for vip just to have a little privacy for jimin to calm down. jimin had only worked 5 days, dancing on the pole. he had gotten vip requests, but he always turned them down.

"i d-dont know jungkook... i-im so t-tired of f-feeling e-empty, i j-just want someone to l-love me for me!" jimin sobs, curling into jungkooks side on the couch. all jungkook could do was sigh, disappointed that jimin felt as if he needed someone. and here, of all places.

fucking yoongi. he broke jimin. he couldnt take it anymore. jungkook was angry.

jungkook gently pushed jimin off of him, scoffing to himself. jimins face fell even more, mumbling softly as more tears slipped down his cheek. "j-jungkook..."

all jungkook could do was stare at him. his eyes were filled with anger, waiting to boil out of him. "i-im sorry..." jimin says, feeling his heart break at jungkooks gaze. he had never been like this with jimin before, this cold.

as jimin burst into tears, jungkook finally opened his mouth to speak, not worrying about the effect on the elder.

he broke.

"someone, jimin? anyone? because if i recall correctly, ive been in love with you for the past 2 years. and im someone, right? no. you want one person. and i know that, thats why im always keeping my mouth shut all the time. but guess what, jimin? these dumbass people in here do not love you for you, only one goddamn person does and thats me. and you still try to push me away? you may not realize this, but youre doing the same thing to me that yoongi does to you. it hurts, dosent it? when the person you love will not ever love you back?"

jungkooks eyes never changed, the same cold expression plastered on his face. jimin stared in his icy eyes, going blurry soon because of the tears. jimin didnt know what to say, his mouth staying open in shock.

jungkook loved him, this whole time?

"I-I...." jimin stuttered, choking on his words. jungkook just shook his head, holding back tears himself as he walked out of the room and back into the craze of the club. he couldnt stay in there, the air was too thick. the smell of sex was too much, everything was too much.

looking around before letting a tear fall, he noticed a pair of eyes on him. jungkooks head snapped to the person, wiping the tear off of his cheek. once he realized who the person was, his blood turned to ice.

yoongi got up from his seat, his eyes set on jungkook. jungkook walked closer to him as well, both had the same thing on their mind.

this is your fucking fault.

once they got close enough, neither broke eye contact. "where is jimin." yoongi demanded, clenching his jaw.

jungkook rolled his eyes. "why in the hell would i tell you that, asshole?" jungkook inquires, gaining more confidence by the second. yoongi scoffed, biting his lip before staring at jungkook again. "listen, bitch. you better tell me where the fuck he is, or youre going to get your ass beat. make up your mind."

jungkook stepped closer to yoongi, thier noses almost touching. "no, you listen bitch. im going to give you one shot at making this right. one. if you ever, ever break his heart again, you will pay." jungkook muttered into yoongis ear, pushing him away before giving him time to awnser.

"hes upstairs in the first room." jungkook said before walking out of the club, leaving yoongi to run upstairs, bypassing security.

he tried to open the door quietly, his heart racing faster than ever. and, for the first time in almost 2 weeks, he saw jimin curled up on the floor, his eyes closed.

with all his pride thrown out the window, he slowly stepped closer and gently began to speak.

"jimin."