sugar and salt•jikook

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Jimin looks at himself in the mirror angrily. When the fuck did he turn into such a pussy? Didn't his and Jungkook's relationship start with him being the alpha male? What the fuck happened? He must've succumbed to Jungkook's charms.

"Fuck." Jimin curses loudly. "Fuck him. He doesn't know what he's missing." Jimin tells himself. He's right. Fuck Jungkook. He doesn't deserve Jimin anyway, right?

"Is it me?" Jimin suddenly starts to doubt himself. He looks into the mirror again. "Am I not attractive enough? Did I not give him enough money? Do I not satisfy his needs? What is it?" Jimin's eyes start watering, but he forces himself to hold them back. He pulls his phone from his pocket to check the time. His class starts in an hour.

Jimin dials a number, calling someone. "Hello?" They answer.

"Hey, Jin. It's me." Jimin starts.

"Oh, what's up?" Jin questions.

"I'm kind of sick today, do you think you could cover my classes?"

"Yeah. You alright?" Jin sounds concerned.

"I'm fine..." Jimin trails off. "Anyway, thanks."

"No problem. Feel better, alright?"

"Will do. See you around." The two hang up and Jimin sighs. Here he goes again. Being a major pussy. He knows he probably shouldn't have called Jin like that, but he can't face Jungkook. Not after last night.

The image just keeps replaying in his mind, becoming more and more distorted with time.

"I don't want to do this anymore. You're horrible and no amount of money in the world could make me stay." That's what Jimin thinks Jungkook meant to say. But he's too nice to say those words to his face.

Sighing for the millionth time, Jimin goes back to his room and plops down onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling.

"Fuck." He whispers. "I really do love him, don't I?" Jimin loves him. He loves Jungkook, which makes this situation all the more painful. He just doesn't understand why Jungkook doesn't love him back.

Now, Jimin's not trying to be conceited or anything, but he thinks he's attractive. Jungkook has told him a million times so he has no reason to believe that's why he left. He wants it to be money, but Jungkook told him that's not it, and was satisfied with only two thousand dollars a week. So what the hell is it? What did Jungkook hesitate to tell Jimin last night?

"I'm an idiot." Jimin mumbles to himself. He really shouldn't have just slammed the door in Jungkook's face like that without letting him explain. That probably wasn't the best move, but he was so full of horrible emotion at the fact that it was happening again. He was being dropped for the millionth time. This time was different though. Jimin thinks that his love for Jungkook was the most real and pure love he's ever felt for someone.

"I don't want to think anymore." Jimin shakes his head. He closes his eyes to try and go back to sleep, but all he can see is Jungkook's smiling face in his mind. Fuck, he misses him already. Everything feels so empty without Jungkook around.

Jimin's bed is cold. There's no sound of rattling hangers from inside of his closet because Jungkook's rummaging through everything. The sound of Jungkook laughing is gone. Hearing his even breathing in the middle of the night as he holds Jimin is lost too.

Although he's trying to stay strong, Jimin loses it. He can't hold back the tears anymore. Is he seriously that unlovable that everyone has to leave him?

-

Jungkook rushes to class. He needs to talk to Jimin. He needs to explain himself. Last night he figured it was better to give Jimin some space. He knew the older male wouldn't have listened to what he had to say unless he wanted to. Jungkook knows Jimin very well. He didn't just go in there and force Jimin to hear him out because it all would've made things worse.

But Jungkook's mind is clear now. He knows that he needs to talk to Jimin.

He enters the lecture hall, expecting to see Jimin standing there, but he's met by the sight of Professor Kim.

"Professor Kim... what are you doing here?" Jungkook questions, stopping before the instructor.

"Oh, Professor Park is sick today, so I'm taking over for him. He called to ask for the favor so..." Professor Kim shrugs. Jungkook frowns.

"He's sick? Is he alright?"

"I'm not sure. He sounded alright to me, but you never know." The professor shrugs.

Jungkook thinks for a minute. Should he just skip class and go see Jimin? He's not sure. Jimin is definitely worth a little damage to his grades though.

"I... have to go." Jungkook says, but he's frozen in place.

"You have to go? Go where?" Professor Kim frowns. "Take a seat, please. The lesson is going to begin soon."

But Jungkook shakes his head. "No, I really have to go." He turns on his heel and starts sprinting full force out the building, passing his two best friends on his way.

"Jungkook?" Yoongi questions as him and Tae stare at their friend in confusion. "Where the hell is he off to?"

"No clue..." Tae shrugs.

Jungkook, meanwhile, is still sprinting. He even passes his own car. He just runs. He has to go see Jimin. He has to make things right again.

As he's sprinting though, he pauses when he sees Jimin's familiar face. "Jimin?" Jungkook asks himself. It's definitely him walking into that dance studio.

Without hesitation, Jungkook runs in after him. "Jimin." Jungkook calls out. Jimin pauses in his tracks before slowly turning around.

"Jungkook?" He asks, surprised. That doesn't last long though. His surprise soon turns into sadness and then anger. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"You never let me explain myself last night." Jungkook pants. "I was gonna go to your place but—" Jungkook has to catch his breath. "—But I saw you walk in here so I followed you inside."

Jimin only stares, a hard expression decorating his face. "No."

"What?" Jungkook stands up straight.

"You don't get to explain yourself. I have something to say to you." Jimin balls his fists. This is it. He has to do this. He has no excuse.

"But I—"

"Shut up and listen to me, alright?" Jimin raises his voice. Jungkook closes his mouth and swallows hard. He's never seen Jimin like this before. It's kind of scary. "I know you probably don't want to hear this because you ended things between us, but... you completely neglected my feelings. That's pretty fucked up if you ask me." Jimin's voice is now becoming shaky with emotion.

"I gave you one hundred percent, Jungkook. I didn't hold back. Do you know what that feels like, to have someone shut you down when all you did was love them?" Jimin shouts.

Jungkook's eyes widen in disbelief. Did Jimin just... "W-what did you just say?"

"Yeah, that's right. I love you. Happy now? I love you and I know you don't feel the same but—"

"Jimin." Jungkook cuts off the professor, stepping towards him and placing his hands on his shoulders. "I have something I need to tell you."

"What? What so important that you had to interrupt me?" Jimin questions, eyes glistening with tears.

"I love you too."