Rewired - jikook

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       Jimin was ready to go, dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a black shirt. He stepped out of the car, shivering. His puffy eyes met those of his 'brother' and he let a choked sob out.

"Bye Baby boy," the boy hugged Jimin and climbed back into the car once again. His mom waved him off, and drove away. Jimin ran inside the door, he's.. not doing so well. Everything feels like hell, like bad luck, like he did something wrong.

Jimin went up to the waiting room, seeing a man in white standing at his chair. "Jimin, hello child. I am doctor Mang. I will be your-"

"Ahh- no! Don't you know who he is? He's with meeee~" A younger looking doctor smiled at him with joy and enthusiasm. "Come boy just right this way," Jimin nodded his head and proceeded to to walk into a door that led to many other doors.

"Hello my name is Dr.Kim, and I will help you to tell better to let things out. Will you share things with me sweetie?" Jimin looked up at the tall handsome brown haired male and shook his head.

They were both sat in a room, not to small, with nice white furniture. "And why not honey?" Jimin sighed and looked around some more. But it was blank. It was lifeless, it wasn't a homey feel.

"You- you wouldn't understand," Jimin couldn't tell him anything, but one thing he will tell today. To the police is about his new 'family'.

"Try me, I get it you went through a lot it was traumatic, and scary but I'm here for you. You broken disgusting robot thing can't-"

"STOP!" Jimin panted, he was so sick of it, of the pity, of the trash talking, of the weird looks he gets from people. "I-I'm so sorry- I didn't mean to-"

"Just... you won't understand," Jimin looked at him straight in the eyes and he could tell that he was crying he could feel the warm wet tears falling slowly.

"Sweetheart no one will know, ok? I keep everything in this room, and if you wish to do the same go a head," Dr.Kim looked at the boy sympathetically.

"I-ok..." Jimin turned away from his gaze.

"So you ready to talk?" Jimin nodded.

"Can you start by telling me why you got so angry?"

Jimin's heart was pounding, he didn't know if he should tell, if he even could tell. But Dr.Kim sounded so convincing and-and truthful. He just needed to get things of his little chest for a second.

"Because he's not bad, h-he helped me through everything... I-I.." he could see Jin looking at him straight in the eyes.

"Go on honey,"

Jimin sat up as straight as he could, while directly meeting the older's stare. "My mom was a bad person, she was bad to me and Guki, he helped me and saved m-me, a-and I...."

"You What honey?"

"I love him! I wasn't forced, he didn't rape me!" Jin's expression staid the same throughout his angry, emotional, sad, confession.

"Fuck! He didn't do anything wrong he was so-so perfect! Everything was, his kisses, his hugs, his voice! And the way he made love to me!"

Jimin stressed out, he just couldn't stop now that he had started, and he had so much to say. Almost to much.

"He made sure it didn't hurt, he made sure I was ok with everything. He took care of me, he loved- loves me! And I love him! I WANT GUKI!" Jimin screamed at the top of his lungs, panting and breathing hard.

"Honey shh shh shh it's ok calm done please, deep breaths," Jimin did, he inhaled and exhaled. Slowly getting tired.

"It's all going to be ok honey- just wait a little bit longer," Jimin's eyes closed, and he slowly- slowly drifted to sleep.

"Because he's waiting for you,"