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"baby," jungkook smiled to himself, closing the door shut, stringing out the y in pure fond and excitement. "im home."
no. he might as well not be.
he didn't come here by choice, he doesn't wanna be home right now. he's only here because she wasn't with him anymore.
jimin couldn't believe he was such a liar.
he knew better than that now.
the blonde instantly flinched at the venomous words, cornering himself further and further away from the dark haired boy approaching him.
just before the younger could reach out, kiss his cheek, and embrace him tight, jimin forced himself away, tugging harshly out of the soft grip with thin and narrow eyes.
jungkook's entire face fell. nothing but hurt, confusion, and rejection flew through his veins. jimin's never flinched from his touch before, he's even never turned down his affection. the younger boy didn't know something could sting this much so quick.
he looked like a kid who's being forced to watch his friend be hurt.
"babe.." he trailed, eyes sad and body screaming regret. "what's the matter?"
"dont talk to me, jungkook." the latter forced out, paining himself as he said the words with a death-like glare, continuing to further himself away from the boy who only kept hopelessly following.
"baby.."
"dont call me that." The blonde's voice cracked, a whole shred of tears shedding down his cheeks at jungkook's equally pained expression. "you don't have the right to call me that right now, you lose it when you lie."
when he.. what?
"lie?" jungkook whispered softly, frozen in place as jimin set a great distance between them. "what're you talking about?"
"dont act like you don't know." the older seethed, ignoring the latter's rivered eyes, keeping his focus on the floor instead. "I know what you've been doing behind my back. I cant believe you'd do this to me."
all the breath he had left escaped into the cold air.
jungkook couldn't even begin to wrap his head around what the smaller boy was talking about right now.
he went the whole day waiting to finally hold the other boy in his arms again, wanting to help his body heal and yet this was the last thing he would've expected to happen.
why didn't jimin wanna curl into his arms and love him like he always did?
why was he telling the boy not to call him baby anymore?
what's going on?
all he could feel was pain. this was torture and the agony on either of their faces made it evident.
"jimin, please." he approached, voice charred with only a few inches separating them. he hesitantly reached out to cup his face and use the pad of his thumb to soak his tears. "tell me what's wrong."
"dont touch me." jimin's voice raised, causing the younger to immediately flinch away. the blonde grimaced, feeling his sides fade with stress yet again. "dont ever hurt me again."
ever again? he never even wanted to hurt him in the first place. he loved jimin with his whole being.
is this what this was about?
did jungkook do something to upset the boy that he was unaware of? that had to be it, jimin doesn't act like this. suddenly, he felt the biggest weight he's ever felt push down on his shoulders.
"jimin please..," jungkook's voice sounded desperate and broken at this point, it hurt thrice as much as either of them expected. "you're hurting baby, let me help you. come here and-"
"youve done enough." the blonde interrupted, shoving the latter off him before opening the door, leaving one final thought and slamming it shut. "in fact, you know exactly what you're doing to me."
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Emasculate | Jikook ✓
Fanfiction❝ This is your decision baby, just know that you won't be alone this time. ❞ Almost two years later and pretty boys still hold deeper secrets than one would think. Sequel to: Effeminate #completed ________________ written!au | media!au | nsfw! [W...