Jungkook kissed him. He kissed him over and over even though Jimin didn't kiss him back.He grabbed Jimin's face closer, hoping, pleading that he would do something. But Jimin did nothing. Neither pulled back nor kiss back.
Jungkook paused and came to his senses.
"Why did you kiss me?" Jimin asked.
Instead of a direct answer he said, "You accuse me for messing with your emotions but Hyung... what about me? You think it's easy to ignore how you act with me? I... when you laugh, when you want me to hold you, when you want a piggyback ride, when you look at me, you think I'm not confused either?"
"What are you saying Jungkook."
"I'm saying I'm getting back at you. You mess with my feelings, I mess with yours."
Jimin's mind cracked, words couldn't describe how shocked and hurt he felt. It was all a lie, Jungkook was just messing with me this whole time.
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!?" Jimin cried and shoved Jungkook out of the way to run.
But that wasn't what Jungkook wanted to say. He actually wanted, and enjoyed, everything they did. But he didn't want to tell Jimin that he likes him. Because he's scared. It wasn't even the fear of rejection stopping him, rather everything that a relationship could bring. They'd have to hide it everyday, not to mention the possibilities of getting caught, or even breaking up. I — I have to tell Jimin that at least... Jungkook thought.
The parade was starting and the crowds built up where Jimin ran. Jungkook tried to follow as fast as he could, and shoved people out of the way.
All he could see was Jimin's bright yellow hair far away and the blur of glowing colored light sticks in the crowds.
They ended up running all the way to Main Street and the beautiful floats were going down the street as if everything was a sparkly fairytale.
"JIMIN!" Jungkook yelled when he lost sight of him. He wasn't crying before but he was crying now. Jimin thinks I'm an asshole who messed with his feelings on purpose. I probably deserve this...
Then he tripped on the sidewalk and scraped his knee. It didn't hurt as much as the thought of Jimin crying and running away from him did though. He sat and held his knees as he broke down and cried.
He didn't mean to lie or make Jimin cry, he just couldn't face his feelings yet. All he could do was cry because he felt awful for Jimin, and he may have very well messed up any chance of being so much as friends.
"Excuse me Mr., why are you crying?" A little girl dressed as Anna from Frozen asked.
Jungkook looked up at the girl and wiped his tears quickly with the sleeves of his jacket. "I lost my friend."
"What does he look like?" She asked.
"He.. has blonde hair, a Mickey hat on, a leather jacket, and he's a little short."
"I'll help you find your friend," she offered.
"Thank you sweetie but shouldn't you be with your parents?" Jungkook asked.
"Well... I'm upset with them so I ran away," She said, embarrassed.
"Sweetie you should never run away from the people who love you the most. And I'm sure deep down... you love them too..." Jungkook had an epiphany right then and there...
"Okay please help me find them," she started crying too.
Jungkook put on a strong face and smiled as he held out his hand for her to grab.
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Jikook: Only When We're Drunk
FanfictionIs it gay to fuck when you're drunk? Jimin and Jungkook struggle with this question. The two unlikely friends made a friendship with porn, then with the help of alcohol, they became closer: friends with benefits. But can they be something more? On...