hallucinating - jikook

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Jungkook ended up leaving right away to head to Jimin's house. He grabbed the keys to his fancy car—out of the many cars that were in the big houses garage. Jungkook may've grown up with a very wealthy family, but that type of stuff meant nothing to him, only being thankful he has a proper roof over his head.

He started the car, hooking his phone up to the car—just to make sure he wouldn't get in an accident right before seeing Jimin. He put in the street address into the maps and started to head off. It wasn't till he was there when he realized he didn't properly think this through, but he deeply hoped that the elder would at least hear him out. Jungkook wasn't expecting to be forgiven, especially after seeing such a cold face on the other. He knew at that point, both of them had feelings for each other. But what were they?

The neighbourhood he drove into wasn't anything spectacular, but Jungkook didn't mind it—being the person who he is, he would never judge someone for where they had lived. As he looked around outside of his winder, he noticed the houses were very old town houses, only about two floors high. Jungkook was worried about the living conditions here. He had even seen—by what it looked like—a father and son together. Jungkook smiled at the little boy smiling up to his father, but the males smile quickly became a frown, witnessing the kicking and hitting the boy was receiving. Jungkook flinched at the scene reminding him of what happened to him. Jungkook found a parking spot in the visitors parking in front of the many rowed houses. He got out of the car but before he could even reach them, they had already headed inside their house—the father rubbing the boys' back, glancing over to Jungkook's direction.

Jungkook had figured he probably got a hint, but that really wasn't it. The male let out a deep sigh, pressing the lock button on the car keys, and headed to the door—Jimin's door. He wondered if his family would be the one to open the door and wonder why he was there at such a late time. It was extremely late. Would Jimin even forgive him? Wouldn't everyone be sleeping as of now? What would Jimin think of Jungkook after he told him everything?

Jungkook's mind suddenly became filled with questions, and his fist to knock on the door, was now frozen. After a bit of thinking though, the male had finally gotten the courage to knock on the elders' door. But before he could even knock, the door had already opened. He shrieked at the sudden movement of the door.

A small figure was in front of him, a fair amount shorter than Jungkook. His hood up as well, covering his face. He could tell the figure noticed his feet as he was looking a the ground for a moment. The taller had just hoped Taehyung had given the right address to him. Suddenly, the hood started to slowly look up to the younger.

It was Jimin.

They had locked eyes for a couple of seconds, Jimin's eyes looking purely surprised, while Jungkook's looked full of regret. But Jimin's eyes didn't look surprised for even a short while, instead, they were quickly replaced with dark and cold eyes. Jungkook frowned at the sight and Jimin had walked right by him, not saying a word, but only brushing his shoulder with the younger's.

The brown-haired had regretted coming.

He expected the elder to be mad at him, but he didn't expect him to be this mad. He remembered to his friends' words, telling him that Jimin would easily forgive him. Jungkook turned around to see Jimin already facing him.

"Are you coming? Or are you just going to stay there," Jimin spoke, putting his small hands into his thin sweater. The younger was surprised at what the elder had said—almost too surprised that he became confused of what Jimin's feelings were as of now.

He swiftly jogged to the side of Jimin, still not speaking a word until they had been led to a nearby park. Of course, it wasn't the nicest of parks from what Jungkook saw, but he was only here for Jimin.

"So," Jimin said, almost a little bitterly, "Who told you where I lived?" he asked, already knowing that it was Taehyung who probably told him. Jungkook hesitated, only affording to be truthful to the elder now, "I-It was Taehyung..." he stuttered, hearing the elder sigh. He didn't expect to see this side of Jimin, mainly because of sweet and kind he usually was. Meanwhile the elder was actually regretting having such a harsh tone on Jungkook, especially after coming all the way here.

Jimin truly assumed that Jungkook had come to him and tell him he was finally someone who he really loved, and that he wouldn't need Jimin anymore. He couldn't help but be mad at the younger, but if it was really what Jungkook wanted, he would be willing to accept. The elder couldn't help but have a sharp pain in his heart just by the thought of those words being said. He couldn't bear to hear those words from him.

"I already know why you're here, Jungkook-ah," the youngers breath hitched as he heard the elder say that. Had someone told him what happened? Jungkook thought and sat down on the nearest bench to them, looking up to Jimin—who was still standing, but not looking at him.

"W-What do you mean Hyung?" asked the younger. "I get it," Jimin responded coldly, "and I'm really happy that you found someone special."

Jungkook was beyond confused. He processed what the elder had said for a moment, then anger taking over. Did he really think Jihyun was someone special to me? He thought. Jungkook had assumed someone had told him, and decided Jimin was a sick person for thinking something like that.

Jimin was already facing his back towards the dark-haired, feeling his eyes become full as he spoke. He was, in all honesty, jealous of the man who took Jungkook's heart. But he couldn't blame either of them, because he hadn't even confessed to the younger in the first place. Jimin remembered seeing the marks on Jungkook, and thinking back, that was probably why he was mad. There was a lot of them too, and Jimin couldn't help but be jealous.

The younger let out a shaky sigh, "someone special?" he mocked aloud, Jimin now looking back forward, but his back still not facing the younger. "You think he was someone special?" Jungkook scoffed, about to chuckle a bit just from thinking how ridiculous that sounded to him.

Jimin now turned around dumbfounded, but that didn't stop his tears from threatening to fall—he was just glad they didn't. However, the elders' glassy eyes didn't go by unnoticed by Jungkook either, but tried to ignore it until he could find out what other sick things Jimin thought of about him. "Then why the hell did you go with him for three days, Jungkook!" the blonde shouted, not caring if he woke up anybody trying to sleep. Jungkook chuckled angrily, now knowing nobody actually told Jimin what had happened, and just assumed Jungkook had been with someone he truly loved.

"I'm not that much of an asshole, Hyung," the younger stated, "I at least had a clue for how you felt for me." Jungkook truly didn't meant to say the last sentence, but his emotions had just taken over him. Jimin dropped his head, a tear that had been screaming to be released, now on the ground. He didn't know what to think, was Jungkook mad that Jimin had feelings for him? Did Jungkook even have feelings for him in return? Did Jungkook even care? Thoughts were now running in the elders head, not sure what to feel except—for what it felt like—an aching heart. Jimin felt awful for assuming things, again.

"Do you even know what that shit face did?" he hissed, slowly standing up, as Jimin's head was still down, several tears dropping from his eyes. The younger could no longer control his—what he thought—anger. Jimin shook his head in response. He heard the taller approaching him and didn't want to show his pathetic side to him, so he hurriedly turned around, wiping his eyes. It was useless though, since Jungkook just turned him back around, griping his shoulders almost a little too painfully.

Jimin noticed the tears forming in Jungkook's eyes—anger and fear, was all that was seen in the youngers brown orbs. The dark-haired dropped his head, releasing the firm grip on the elders shoulders. He bit his bottom lip, trying to get the right words to say, trying not to mess something else up. "Hyung he—" Jungkook tried speaking but was interrupted by his breath hitching. He looked the elder in the eyes, and they both looked broken at this point. Jungkook's grip came back again, but this time, a lot more stronger. "H-He raped me," he whispered, letting go of Jimin, only to slowly pull him—subconsciously—into a warm embrace, now sobbing into the elders should. Jimin's eyes widened, even more pain in his heart now.