One and only [jikook]

Part 21

Jungkook POV~

4 years

4 years...that's how long I've been looking for Jimin, I'm now 21 years old, I've never taken on another lover or even a one night stand. And I never thought about it ether, I made a promise to Jimin that he be the last person I ever slept with, and I'm keeping that promise.

For the first year I was extremely depressed, I couldn't protect the man I love. I barely stepped foot out of my room, I lost about 30 lbs. along with smoking and drinking again. I no longer smile as much, I don't show emotion as I used to.

Why?

My happiness is probably died, that's what my old gang does, if you weren't a good 'toy' anymore, they ether kill you, or sell you.

The second year, my father got diagnosed with brain cancer, he died 5 months later. My mother is battling breast cancer right now, the doctors say she doing well and she should pull through this.

The third year, I got my father business, because of my extremely cold, emotionless persona, I'm known for being a ruthless, cold hearted man.

But when I get home, I breakdown for the thousandth time. I can't take the fact my baby is somewhere out there, probably being tortured, mentally and physically.

But before I get to go home, I have an at-home appointment with a major business partner. He lives in the lavish part of Busan, one of the largest houses in the city.

I park my car in front of his house and walk up to the door. I would say I'm impressed with the house, but if you saw mine. This house looking like a storage room that would fit In my backyard.

I loudly knock on the door, and patiently wait for someone to open the god damn door. I turn around and look at the view from the front door, I hear the large lock being clicked and the door slowly opening to see a very small, shaking, frail little boy, his head is down and not making eye contact so I just wait for him to move so I can get in the house.

"Is your dad home?" He literally looks like a 7 year old boy.

He slowly moves to the side allowing me to step inside the house. The little boy walks slowly towards a room, I watch as his legs are extremely shaky and has some very prominent dark blue and purple bruises all over his arms and in between his legs.

What making me very suspicious is the scars on the back of his legs, the same scars Jimin had...'No stop Jungkook, Jimin's gone!'

He walks into a huge dining room, servants litter the inside. I was never a person for servants or housekeepers, I just clean my own house...

The man I'm coming to see is sitting at the head of the table talking with one of the servants, she is very clearly scared because I can see her shaking hands from here.

The little boy points to a chair and I assume I'm sitting here?...

"Mr. Jeon very lovely to meet you! And thank you for making house calls!" He turns his attention to me and shares a evil smile.

"Hello, I have the paper work for you to sign." I emotionlessly slide the papers towards Mr. lee.

He snaps his fingers and he same little boy walks shakily toward the table with drinks in hand. He slowly puts them on the table, I thank him and take a sip of the vodka, I asked for whiskey but It fine, I can tell he tried his best. I don't think anything of it until this dick starts talking again.

"I said I wanted whiskey, you brought me scotch! You are so fucking useless, all your good for is having a dick up your ass!" He throws the glass on the floor and slaps the boy harshly, he falls onto the ground with blood oozing out of his mouth.

I'm heartless? Yes, but I do not condone hitting children.

"This is not my business, I do not condone hitting children." I stand up from my chair and start walking around the table towards his little boy.

Mr. lee grabs his kid from the hair and pulls on it harshly, his child until he's standing with his head up. My mouth falls open when I see the man I've been looking for, my baby, my Jiminie!

"This slut if not my child! I fucked him this morning and even though I don't feed him, his ass is still so perky! Just watching it stretch around my huge cock is fucking magical." He finished off with throwing Jimin in the ground, I feel my blood boil watching this happen to my Jiminie.

I fish out my gun that's hidden in my belt, I point it straight towards Mr. lee and slowly pull Jimin up and behind me.

"I dare you, say one more thing about Jimin." I say as I feel Jimin's tiny hands slowly hold onto my jacket.

"Really! *laughs* you protecting a slut like hi-"

*boom*

He falls onto the ground with blood flowing out of his head, I look around and see the maids crying.

"Go your free from this hell, leave and live your life." I say and watch the maids scurry around and run out the door, smile to some of them when they thank me.

I slowly turn around and see Jimin shaking but never leaving his feet. I slowly reach down and grab his small hand, he flinches but I gently grab his still soft hands.

"Jimin, please look at me, please. I miss see your beautiful eyes, your sweet voice, and your delicate hands holding onto mine." I say slowly and sweetly.

Our height deference is really great now, so he has to look up quite a long way just to meet my eyes.

I swallow thickly and slowly get onto my knees, I slowly hold his hands and pull him ever so closer.

He slowly looks down and slowly I see his beautiful tear soaked eyes, he opens his mouth to say something but nothing comes out. The way he's been acting I think he has been punished every time he talks.

He falls onto his knees and crawls onto my lap, he holds my neck and cry's against my chest, I wrap my arms around his waist and let him cry into my chest.

I kiss his head and slowly pick myself up, he wraps his legs around my waist and holds on tightly, I walk him out toward my car and put him in the passenger seat.

I walk and get into the drivers seat, Jimin grabs my hand and holds it tightly against his chest, I smile and start the car.

I drive up my driveway and park in my garage, I walk towards the passenger side and open the door for Jimin. He grabs my arm and walks who me into my-our-house.

"Home sweet home Jimin, do you remember where my room is?" He slowly nods and starts walking up he stairs.

I walk into the kitchen and start making him some food, I know for a fact he wasn't allowed to eat a lot, so I'm making him some food, not to much I know he won't be able to eat it all.

I make him some rice, bulgogi, and kimchi. I walk up the stairs and into my room, my eyes widen when I walk into my room and see Jimin sleeping on the floor in a ball, in the corner.

He's shivering because he isn't using a blanket, but my bed is made? I never make my bed when I wake up, did Jimin make my bed and then sleep on the floor?

I put the food down and walk over to Jimin's sleeping form, I put my hand on his shoulder and being met with a shaking little boy who starts crawling away from me.

"Jimin, please I would never hurt you, you know me." I saw and put my hand on the floor, In front of Jimin.

I look away and prepare to pull my hand away, but I'm stopped when I feel a small, soft hand on top of mine.

I turn and see a slightly shaking boy hold my hand. I smile at him and think...

'I'm so happy to have my life back'