"So, as you can see Jungkook is alive and well."
Jimin looks up from under his eyebrows at the voice in utter disdain and anger. He is still on his knees on the floor as he had just watched Jungkook be dragged out of the room. Jimin knows Jungkook saw the hickeys on his neck and has thought the worst. Jimin could also tell that Jungkook was not doing well. His mind was difficult to reach.
"You fucking bastard!" Jimin seethes. "There is a special place in hell for assholes like you and I will cheer the devil the day he comes to take your sorry ass to it."
"Oh but baby..." Seungri says and is cut off.
"DON'T FUCKING CALL ME BABY! I WILL NEVER BE YOUR BABY!" Jimin screams at the top of his lungs. "YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT YOU DID AND WHAT YOU WANTED TO SAY TO JUNGKOOK WHEN YOU PUT THOSE FUCKING MARKS ON MY NECK!!!"
"No, ba-, ahem, Jimin. I was just marking what is mine." says Seungri.
"I WILL NEVER BE YOURS!" Jimin snaps back.
"Oh is that so?" says Seungri calmly. "We shall see." Seungri walks out of the room.
Jimin curls up on the bed in the room. Lunch is brought in but he barely acknowledges the cart. He rolls back over and falls asleep. He dreams of being covered in a yellow blanket while a giant yellow ball rolls into the room with him.
"Seolleneun mankeum man duryeowo, unmyeongi uril jakku jiltuhaeso, neomankeum nado mani museowo, when you see me, when you touch me..." Jimin quietly sings to himself. Tears rolling down his cheeks.
During his slumber the lunch cart is removed but he is not disturbed. The dinner cart arrives rattling him out of his sleep. He wakes but does not turn to the direction of the sound. After the dinner cart has settled Jimin can hear the lids of the plate covers being removed and inspected.
"Ah, such an amazing chef. Seared sea scallops for dinner in a white wine sauce that smells amazing. I do hope you will get your sorry fucking ass of the bed and join me. I am growing tired of your insolence." hisses Seungri.
Jimin does not respond.
"Punishments Jimin. Punishments. You are owed two still." Seungri says.
"TWO PUNISHMENTS!?!" Jimin yells.
"Well, yes of course." says Seungri sweetly. "One was already owed and I added another for today's little public display of disobedience."
"I have nothing to be obedient to you for." growled Jimin.
"Oh, but you do, my sweet." says Seungri. "Telling Jungkook not to give up hope and that you will always be his first and only love. Again, how disgusting. The only one you can love is me!"
"Funny thing about love Seungri..." Jimin says "It can't be forced. You can't ask someone to love you. It is not an obedient action and it can never be bought."
"Well, I suggest you come join me for dinner or I'll tack another punishment on." Seungri calmly states to Jimin.
Fearing that another punishment could lead to Jungkook's death Jimin gets up from the bed and comes to the dinner cart and seats himself. He looks at the food but is not hungry. He does however grab the glass of wine on the cart and throws back the whole glass in one shot.
"You're supposed to savor it Jimin, not shoot it back like Jack Daniels." Seungri says.
"Whatever." Jimin says.
"Well at least eat something. Don't let alcohol go to an empty stomach." Seungri says.
"What the fuck do you care?" Jimin says as he pours another glass and shoots it back just as fast.
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You're In Danger (#WATTYS2019) [COMPLETED]
FanfictionA little bit of angst...okay a whole fucking lot of angst. Expensive alcohol wasting. A psycho ex-K-pop idol, currently sentenced to jail, figuratively & literally. A world tour in the process. Two missing idols from the biggest band in the world...