Open Up | Taekook

Chapter 15

Jungkook POV

As Jimin sets the two bowls over on his nightstand, I simply sit and watch him as he gets up from the bed. My tears have long since dried and quit falling, my eyes still stinging and a tad swollen from all the crying I've done this evening. Though, my lips pout as tears begin forming all over again as I watch him get out of bed and walk away from it, suddenly worrying and growing fearful that I've somehow overstepped a line or pushed things too far by now and upset him. It's been quite a few years at this point since the last time I crashed this hard, confusing and scaring even myself by all of this.

"It's okay, little Kookie. I'm just gonna change real quick, okay? I'm still in my clothes that I wore to class today, I just wanna get into some comfier clothes so that we can cuddle." Jimin informs me softly when he turns and finds my panicking reaction to his actions. I take a deep breath, pulling my knees up to my chest as I wrap my arms around my legs, nodding my head. He walks over to me, leaning over to where I am and kisses my forehead lightly, ruffling my hair gently before walking away once more, clothes in hand this time. Watching him disappear into his bathroom, I simply bite my lower lip gently, resting my forehead on the tops of my knees with a small sigh as I let my eyes fall shut.

Taking a few deep breaths, I try to calm myself down and force the tears away once more, much too tired right now to be sobbing all over again. It takes far too much energy, much more than what I've got to burn at this point.

Managing not to cry this time, I simply stay like this as I wait for Jimin. I feel bad that I'm here with him being the only one to take care of me right now, knowing he's got his own pain that he's dealing with right now. Though, I know our pain is caused by the same person, not entirely sure how to feel about it. I still don't understand why it's affected me so much though. Why it's messing with my head as much as it is. I don't give a damn who the hell Tae dates, who he ends up with. That doesn't matter to me. He's nothing more than a friend. The only big problem is that I know he's the reason Jimin isn't doing much better than myself, the reason why both him and Yoongi hyung are struggling the way they are right now.

Lifting my head up in surprise with wide eyes, I find Jimin crawling back into bed that's causing the dip at my side on the mattress. It pulls me from my thoughts for only a moment, watching intently as he climbs in and crawls under the covers before giving me a small smile and patting the tiny spot between us for me. I don't respond, knowing what he's suggesting as I crawl under the covers with him, curling up to his side in an instant as I tangle our legs together and lay my head on his chest. I feel his hand move around to my back in an instant, gently beginning to rub my back as I nuzzle my head into his chest just a little more.

"Kookie, baby, what happened?" Jimin murmurs softly, pausing his actions to grab the covers and pull them up a little more, knowing just how to treat me in times like this. I snuggle up to him even more at this, wanting to be as comfy as possible as he pulls the covers all the way up to my chin before rubbing my back once more. I hum quietly at the question, my eyes fluttering shut as I mull over what to tell him.

"I dunno. Everything's just kinda crumbling and crashing down around me right now." I respond honestly, my voice no louder than a whisper. He falls silent for a moment, dragging his fingers through my hair gently.

"What's going on, Kookie?" Jimin asks in a gentle tone, sounding mildly lost in his thoughts.

"I'm failing one of my classes that I got to choose. I've not had lunch in over a week because of one reason or another, and you know I don't do breakfast. I'm barely passing another class that's required for my degree. I just... I'm on the verge of getting kicked out of the class I'm failing, hyung. Nothing's going right and I don't wanna fall all the way back down to where I was in high school." I whimper, squeezing my eyes shut tightly at the end as I try to bury my face into his chest. He simply rubs my back gently, kissing the top of my head.

"It's gonna be okay, little Kookie. I'm not gonna let you fall that far again. I'm here for you and I'm gonna help you. I promise." Jimin coos softly. I whimper once more, nodding my head at this as I latch an arm around his waist.

"I'm sorry about whatever's happening with you and Yoongi, hyung. I know how much you really love him." I mumble quietly, feeling myself slowly growing sleepy, far too exhausted from everything.

"It's okay, Kookie. It's not your fault. He knows how sensitive I can get. I'm just going to have to wait until he snaps out of it. I've got enough to be paying attention to right now anyways. I can't imagine how he'd be acting right now if nothing had happened."