Jikook Oneshots/Short stories Book 2

Just Love Me

"Jungkook, just love me. Please." Jimin whispers, his head on the younger's chest and thumb stroking the same spot over and over.

Kook brings his hand up to play in Jimin's hair. He wanted to be comforting more than anything. "You know I can't, Jimin."

Jimin let out a quiet sigh then took a deep breath before he sat up. "Then don't come back once you leave."

(+)(+)(+)

"Jimin, you need him. Stop running around all this. Look at yourself!"

Jimin dropped his eyes to his plate of food he'd barely touched in an hour. "He doesn't want me, Jin-hyung. It's as simple as that. He doesn't need me, why should I bow down to him?"

Jin blinked a few times then relaxed in his seat. "He said that?"

"He didn't have to. I told him that if I wouldn't be anything more than a fun time for him, then he needed to leave me alone. We haven't spoken since."

Jin sighed and leaned back in his chair, poking his teeth with his tongue.

(+)(+)(+)

"Yah, Jeon Jungkook," Jin burst into the younger's dorm, stopping the laughter coming from Jung and his friends immediately. "Why are you sitting here with these losers when you could be with the love of your life?"

"Hey," Yugyeom pouted, hugging himself at the insult.

"Hyung," Jungkook sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Jimin made it clear he didn't want me to come back."

"Wrong!" Jin yelled, crossing his arms to make an X. "He's been lazing around, losing weight and cutting himself because you won't tell him you love him."

"He what?"

"He won't eat," Jin pouted, picking at his nails. "And he cut himself last week. Just once."

Jungkook abandoned his soda on the ground as he ran out of his dorm towards the stairs.

Jimin was a floor below him, probably locked away in his lonely, one-person dorm.

Jungkook knew the way to Jimin's room too well for it to take him too long to get there.

Once in front of the door he pounded on it, gaining stares from bystanders. "Jimin-hyung! Are you in?" He gave the door a few more good hits. "Jimin-hyung!"

A second later, the squeaky door popped open and Jimin peeked around it with a furrowed brow.

"Hyung." Kook breathed out. "H-How are you?"

"I'm fine. Just studying," he shrugged, stepping to the side and letting Jungkook enter.

"Oh. Sorry, I-" Jung paused and started rubbing his neck. "Have you eaten lately? It's almost seven."

"I...I've had snacks."

"What about dinner?"

"Why does it matter-"

"Have you eaten?" Kook asked firmly.

"Not really."