Jinmin SF|OS

마흔다섯

Obsession
"I want to eat you all up."

Seokjin had a loving gaze as he looked at the sleeping raven cuddled up beside him, fingers carding through his lover's locks. A smile crept up on his lips, placing a small peck on Jimin's exposed forehead. Giddy with love, the blonde snuggled onto the shorter male, 

"I want to skin you alive with a scalpel, patch pieces of you up on me; stitch the rest into the sleeves of my sweater."

It was barely a soft whisper to his ear, not loud enough to wake him up yet. Seokjin began to run his fingertips against Jimin's exposed skin, watching closely. Goosebumps on his body, the taller male reached for his lover's hand and intertwined their fingers, lightly squeezing them together to feel his warm palms.

Grunting, Jimin wanted to bring his hand up to rub his eyes but noticed it was heavier and sweatier than usual. Blinking awake, he saw Seokjin holding his hand with an innocent smile on his face while the blonde's orbs stared at him intently. Taken aback, the raven spoke up, "how long have you been awake, angel?"

Giggling it at the pet name, Seokjin nuzzled Jimin's hand, "not too long ago, had a good sleep?"

Smiling, Jimin pulled on their interlocked hands and gave a kiss to the blonde's hand, "yeah."

"I'll bring breakfast here, what would you like?"

The blonde pushed himself up with his arms, sitting up and stretching, "no need, I want to go with you."

Seokjin's eyes widened before his gaze softened, nodding. Getting off of from the bed, he went to Jimin's side and held his hand out, taking the raven's arm and wrapping it on his shoulder, "you should just let me carry you, Jimin."

"No, I need to keep my leg active, it's all part of the healing process, right?"

They started walking, Seokjin supporting his lover to the breakfast nook, "yeah, but don't force yourself if it's still too painful."

Once he was sat down, he leaned back onto the chair, "it's fine."

Giving him one last look, the blonde headed towards the kitchen and began preparing, donning on an apron and sweeping his hair aside.

Jimin stared at Seokjin's back as he worked in the kitchen before shifting his gaze to his leg; all bandaged up from an incident before. When the blonde started showing red flags, all the raven wanted to do was run away but that wasn't the brightest choice he's made. At first, he was running but the next moment he was on the ground, a cloth shoved into his mouth soon after.

Fainting after he was hauled off on Seokjin's shoulder, he woke up in a dimly lit room, the taller male sitting at the foot of the bed— a dull pain blossoming on his leg. Jimin's eyes were slowly adjusting and that's when he saw it— a knife was plunged into his thigh, Seokjin holding onto it with an apologetic look on his face, "I didn't mean to do it, you left me no choice. I'm sorry baby, I'm really sorry but it's going to hurt one more time, please forgive me."

Shock being mixed with pain, Jimin shook his head, tears streaming down his face. He tried his best to shout in protest but they were being muffled by the cloth in his mouth. A kiss on his knee, Seokjin placed a firm grip on the handle, "take a deep breath."

Shutting his eyes close, the raven took a deep breath and instantly cried out when he felt the knife slicing through the flesh of his thigh, teeth biting onto the cloth as hard as he can. Seokjin moved quick, disinfecting the wound and wrapping it up tight enough that it controlled the bleeding. Jimin was crying and breathing heavily, his mind starting to shut down again from the immense pain he felt.