❛ My Perfect Hyung ❜ - JinKook ✔️

21

When Jin had seen Jungkook's missed calls from earlier his heart had leapt into his stomach. After Jackson had left his room, he had entered another phase of physical and emotional torture in the bathroom, and had blamed himself for everything he was going through.

He hadn't had the time nor been in the right frame of mind to hear his phone ringing. It had been much later he had seen the missed calls, all 20 of them from Jungkook.

His head had gone crazy with wild thoughts and all his mind told him was something had happened to Jungkook. His heart had raced like crazy and he had immediately tried calling Jungkook but his number had been switched off.

Had he gotten bullied? Did he get in trouble? Was he raped by one of his hormonal exes? Was he having a panic attack? Did he need him so urgently? Was it an emergency!? Jin knew he would never forgive himself if anything happened to Jungkook.

Since the first day he had met Jungkook and had taken a special fondness to the boy, he had promised to protect him with everything he had, not minding if it was detrimental to himself, Jin. So, if Jungkook was put in danger and had needed help and Jin hadn't been able to answer, then Jin knew he had to face the consequences. He was to blame.

Jungkook meant almost everything to him, that Jin had just began to realise.

After trying to reach Jungkook, Jin had spammed him with text messages. His fingers had moved in a frenzy as he composed many panicked texts;

To Jungkook:
Kookie, I saw your missed calls. Is everything okay?

To Jungkook:
I can't reach your phone. Please call me when you get this.

To Jungkook:
Jungkook, where are you?

To Jungkook:
I'm sorry I didn't pick up. I was busy. Please call me.

To Jungkook:
Did Taehyung say anything to you?

To Jungkook:
I hope you're fine, Kookie ♡♡

He had panicked. He had only realised it after he had sent the last text. Should he be texting Jungkook like this? Wouldn't that be putting more pressure on boy? Jin had ran his fingers through his hair, biting his lip and thinking of how he could delete the texts. A simple 'Please call me when you get this,' would have suffixed. But instead he had texted like a mad man. But he couldn't help it.

Whenever it came to Jungkook, he just lost all his senses of reasoning and acted without a second thought. He was so protective of him, so worried for him and just wanted him to be okay, but Jungkook wasn't always okay. He was always going through a rough time, always unhappy. So, when Jin had seen the missed calls, he had only imagined something bad had happened. He had been scared.

When he had heard Jungkook's voice, he had been somewhat relieved but like he had suspected, Jungkook had been in a horrible state.

Jin had not cared for the repercussions of his actions when he had agreed to come out to meet Jungkook. All he had cared for was to take Jungkook away from whatever was hurting him and to be with him, to look at him, and to comfort him.

It was past 10pm, and Jin didn't bother for that. Even if the time had been 2 or 3 in the morning, he would have come out to meet Jungkook.

As the cab driver approached his destination announcing to Jin when they were a street away from Jungkook's own street like Jin had asked him to do, Jin fetched his phone and dialled Jungkook's number.