Your Heart's In Danger | Jikook

Beginning Roughly

It had currently been a whole month since Jungkook and Jimin had been official. Their love towards one another had gone no farther than sweet kisses and innocent touches. Even as hormonal teens, somehow they refrained from sexual things and only focused on getting to know each other. Despite that, they considered their relationship very affectionate and perfect. They had gone on quite a few dates, from nice restaurants to casual shopping, and each date Jimin had been getting more and more less like himself. More nosebleeds and headaches. Even a new symptom had popped up recently, numbness in half of his face. No matter how much he tried to convince Jungkook he was fine, his boyfriend knew better but decided on staying quiet. That all changed a week after their one month anniversary.

"What do you mean you are canceling?!" Jimin roared into his phone.

"I'm sorry baby, there's just important business..." Jungkook mumbled from the other side of the line.

Jimin snorted and spat a quick goodbye to his other half and hung up before Jungkook could say it back. He angrily tossed his phone to his bed before stripping out of his nice dress shirt that he had worn for the special date tonight. The date that was now cancelled. He tore off his tight skinny jeans, leaving him in only his boxers and a frown. He angrily stomped to his closet and pulled out comfortable clothing. Once fully dressed, he stepped out of his room. The smell of alcohol made him scrunch his button nose. Jimin hurriedly shuffled back to the safely of his room as he heard loud shouting from downstairs.

Still mad as hell, he picked up his phone to call his best friend.

On the third ring, a very groggy voice picked up, "Better be important..."

Jimin couldn't help but smile at the sleepy yet still soft voice of Dongjun. "It is, actually. Jungkook ditched me-"

"What the actual fudge!" DongJun hissed from the other side.

A chuckle pushed past Jimin's puffy lips, he adored how his friend could never bring himself to curse. "Junnie, it's fine. I just need someone to cheer me up,"

Dongjun began rambling about how boyfriends are suppose to act, but Jimin wasn't paying attention. His nose was draining so much blood that he didn't quite know what to do. In confusion, he looked down at his now soaking wet shirt. So much blood. Leaving his phone(DongJun now talking to himself), Jimin stood up on wobbly weak legs. An attempt to leave the safety of his bedroom to tell his mother what was happening only ended up in a face full of hardwood floor and a peaceful darkness to encase his confused mind.

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Tension so thick that it could be sliced open by a knife. Eyes that glared deadly at other venomous eyes. This was where Jungkook found himself after he had turned down Jimin an hour earlier. The shorter boy wasn't on his mind at the moment, though. Death was only inches from him, along with a thin string of hope that he would make it to see another day. To see that beautiful eye-hiding smile that he loved to see so much.

"So, what'll it be," a man facing Jungkook growled in a low tone. He was barely visible in the moonlight, but nobody could miss the shiny weapon he held between fingers that had never trembled.

Jungkook narrowed his eyes. "You should give up before things get ugly for you. We all know I could take you no problem, Kidoh."

The other man scoffed. "Come on kid, give me a break here. Give me what I want and you can leave in one piece."

The younger clenched his fists and held his strong gaze in the stare down he was having with the opposite gang member. "Give me back what you took,"

"No,"

"Big mistake, Kidoh."

The tension shattered as Jungkook launched himself onto the older, them both falling to the cold ground. He had forgotten the other members that were around him, though, and they were on him in less than five seconds into his attack.

Ripped away from the gang leader, Jungkook was thrown against a wall of a nearby building. Hearing cracking in his ears made him shudder. He knew it was coming from himself. The gang continued to pursue him with swift kicks and agonizing punches. Jungkook was barely hanging onto his consciousness as he felt a body cover his own. Eyes screwed shut, he couldn't see who it was.

Kidoh's voice rang in his ears, "Should have done what I said, kid."