One and only [jikook]

Chapter 3

Jungkook POV

The bell rang and I walk out of my class and down the hall, the image of Jimin is still in head. In the middle of learning calculus I just imagined me kissing him, his soft lips on mine. Wall I'm caressing his round soft face with my hand, his arms wrapped around my neck. Wall my hands fall tightly around his waist holding him close. As if he'll fade away if I let go. I zone back into the he real world as I walk right into the man himself.

Just as I start to talk he starts falling, I grip his waist and hold him tightly so he doesn't fall. "I'm so sorry I wasn't looking where I was going"

Jimin POV

I stare right into his beautiful eyes as he holds me flush against his body so I don't fall. "Y-your fine, I-I didn't f-fall, but y-you can l-let go now" I stutter wall I feel his hand loosen around my waist. "Oh, ya I'm sorry I-I didn't want you to fall" that kinda made my day better. I never get love anywhere and this small gesture gave me more love then my whole life can equal to. We stand in comfortable silence in the middle of the hallway.

"Guess this little slut found a new boy to fuck him senseless tonight!" I hear Marshall yell, at me wall I look at him with fear in my eyes. He walks over to me with his fist closed ready to punch something. Knowing it's me, and knowing I can't stop it I just stand there closing me eyes and waiting. I wait and wait 'shouldn't I be hitting the floor by now' I open my eyes and I see something I would have never guessed. Jungkook was standing in front of me, and in front of Marshall and his friends. With one hand holding my waist and the other flexed and closed, ready to hit something or someone. I hold onto his back from behind him, my face pressed into him back muscles with my hands laying flat against him. This isn't the right moment to notice this but I can feel his back muscles flexing under my touch and my mouth maters slightly.

"What the fuck are you doing, why are you protecting this whore?" Marshall says with disgust ridden in him voice. "Why are you calling him a whore, my little time with him has showed me the complete opposite, I see an innocent, kind little boy. So I wanna know why the fuck you keep calling him a slut and a whore!" I hear Jungkook yell at the top of his lungs at the last part. Trying to get his point across probably. "You wanna know why I call him a whore? Because this little bitch was all over my dick last couple of years and he was just screaming for me to fuck him harder. That's why, so call him innocent if you want, but that face is nothing but innocent" I start to tear up at that god awful memory.

Marshall lunges at me, I gasp and try to stick to Jungkook for protection but he picked me away. 'Did he believe that side of the story, of please don't say that my only friend is against me now' I sadly thought to myself as I hit the wall behind me ready to get punched. I hear a grunting sound and I open my eyes to see Jungkook in front of me looking right at me, with worry littering his face. He cups my face and his lips start moving but I don't hear anything. I look down and I see Marshall and his posey behind him laying on the floor, groaning in pain, with blood over the floor and blood on his knocks.

I look at Jungkook in shook and before he can even blink I instantly hug him, I hug him so tightly around him neck I'm afraid I'm gonna choke him, I barry my face in his neck as I start crying. I just let the tears fall, I'm afraid that I'm gonna ruin his shirt with my tears. I mean this is an expensive Gucci shirt. He is hesitant to hug me back but he wraps his arms around my waist and hold me tight against his body. He's rubbing up and down my back, and whispering that everything is gonna be ok. And I know it will as long as he's holding me. Class started a long time ago, and I've never missed a class and I know I'm gonna get beat when I get home. But I just wanna stay like this with Jungkook forever.

Jungkook slowly pulls back and I have tears streaming down my face, and I don't want Jungkook to see me like this so I look away. He takes his pointer finger and thumb to lift my face up to look at him. "Do you wanna skip the rest of class and explain to me why he said that about you" he whispered in the sweetest voice I've ever heard. I hesitated shake my head, and we walk away, he grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers. I Blush the deepest pink I can think of as we walk out of the back down and sit out side in the back at one of the bench's.

We sit next to each other in a comfortable silence. "Jimin, I know it isn't my place to ask this, but I need to know why he says that about you. Because my blood boiled when he said that to you, will you please tell me?" You asks in a almost inaudible silence. I slowly nod my head and clear my throat. "Well, this all started in sophomore year, so obviously 2 years ago, I was 15.........."