3 𝑨𝒎 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 | JIKOOK ™

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Jimin was in pure awe as his fingers guided across the many fabrics of suits as Jungkook blabbers about something that randomly popped in his thoughts.

"I was thinking that we should go navy." Jungkook suggests doing a little salute after saying navy.

"Uh Yeah that sounds great." Jimin nods, but to be honest he wasn't quite thinking about what colour they should wear for the dance.

He was more being concerned about his friend, wondering why he suddenly bursted out in the cafe three days ago.

When Jimin asked Taehyung about it, the boy rolled his eyes and dismissed him, Taehyung was acting so shady.

Ever since he told him that he was talking to Jungkook, he got more quite.

Bitter.

Was it because-

"Jimin babe, is something bothering you?" Jungkook is now standing in front of him holding each side of his shoulders.

"I just don't know what to do about you know." Jimin pushed away from Jungkook, and he looks down to a small table that held many samples of fabrics.

"Maybe you don't have to do anything." Jungkook states and Jimin's head snaps up and Jungkook realize he sounded quite harsh. "Meaning it's not- yours that it's Taehyung's battle. Jimin you have to realize you can't solve everything." Jungkook hugs Jimin from behind and snuggles into the crook of the shoulders neck.

"I know but I can't help but feel bad." Jimin sighs.

"It will work out, but for now let's get our suits." Jungkook reassures.

"What if he really sad and he needs-."

"Can you just stop talking about him!" Jungkook spits and Jimin suddenly shuts his mouth. Jungkook parts himself away from the shorter. "I get it you feel bad but can't we ever just hang out and not make it all about you or your pathetic friends."

Jimin feels like he wants to cry and punch Jungkook in the face.

"That's really mean for you to say." Jimin looks down.

"It's just I'm sick of hearing about Taehyung it's like you like him and not me." Jungkook sighs.

"That's not an excuse." Jimin looks back up and feels a tear slide out.

"I know but I've just got the feeling he likes you." Jungkook confesses and tries to wipe the tear on Jimin's face but he hits hand away. "I'm sorry for snapping but Taehyung has to solve shit on his own."

"He's my friend and I'm sorry if he's too pathetic and I'm sorry for confiding to you." Jimin pushes pass the taller and walks out, feeling like a cherry bomb erupted inside him.

He wanted to throw up, and cry.

He was raging with anger, he was seeing red.

Jungkook was his endgame, he would build him up only to make him fall.

Jimin found the washroom and rushed to the stall and felt the urge to puke out his guts but nothing would come out. His eyes streamed tears like a waterfall.

He tried to stop the tears but they kept falling, and he just locked himself in the stall and cried.

He didn't care if anyone was listening, he was hurt and he needed to cry.

He needed to get home.

He dialled Yoongi's cell and was left with a voicemail, knowing he probably was with Hoseok or studying.

He found Jin's contact and pressed call, but with three rings later left empty handed.

Jimin decided third time's a charm and calls Namjoon and the sound of Namjoon saying to leave a message rung through his ears.

He decided that Taehyung was his best solution, he couldn't help but cry even more when he read his name for he was the topic that caused a fight between him and Jungkook.

Ring
Ring

"Hey?" Taehyung's voice questions.

"Taehyung where are you?" Jimin's voice cracks and he couldn't help but cringe.

"At home why? Is something wrong? Why are you crying?" Taehyung asks.

"I'm at the mall can you come pick me up?" Jimin hated asking for things but he wanted to leave the dreaded place and he didn't want to take the bus.

"Of course I'll be there in maybe fifteen or so minutes, just hang in there I'll be parked out the food court entrance." Taehyung ends the call.

Beep!

Jimin walked out the stall and he makes his way toward a sink, he waves his hand underneath the the tap triggering the sensor to let out a rush of water.

He cups it and he leans down and flushes his face.

The cold water made the boy shiver, but he felt clean.

He used the sleeve of his shirt to wipe of the access water, because there isn't another efficient way to do so in a public washroom in the mall.

His eyes are puffy and red, the tears still threatening to fall.

Jimin walks out and makes his way to the food court, his phone was empty.

Jungkook didn't send a single text.

Or even call.

Did he even care?

Jungkook was frozen, it's been five minutes since Jimin left and Jungkook felt like he should win the award for the worse boyfriend ever.

How could he do that? 

Jungkook really hated being him right now, he wanted to shed his skin and just be someone else.

He was walking around the mall many thoughts ran through his head, He never meant to hurt him.

Jungkook felt indeed the worse boyfriend ever, that he broke the promise he made to not hurt him like the man before but he did.

He hurt his Jiminnie.