BTS Oneshots Part 2

Handcuffs (jikook)

no this isn't smut or anything so don't get excited😂 although I do have smut I could post if you really want

Jungkook tugged at the cuffs, the metal cutting into his tender wrists. A sharp wave of panic flashed through his body, burning like lightening. The older laid a gentle hand on his shoulder, causing Jungkook to flinch. Frowning, Jimin pulled him close and kissed the crown of his head.

"Handcuffs, really?" Jimin smiled sadly.

"I'm sorry, little dove. I'm just a bit paranoid." Jimin's small hands cupped Jungkook's cheeks. 

"Don't be upset. I don't think I could bear it." A harsh pang rang through the younger's chest, his gaze softening at the vulnerability in Jimin's voice. Finally, he looks up, meeting the older's eyes. They're bloodshot and watery. Jimin stared back.

"I-" The words died in his throat at the intensity of Jimin's stare.

"I'm not upset." The elder smiled down at him, running a smooth hand through his hair. 

"Thank you, love." Jungkook can see the immediate change in body language. Jimin visibly relaxes at the younger's words, letting his shoulders soften. Jungkook allows himself to smile as Jimin's expression becomes less intense and the elder finally shows his true emotions. The younger yearned to hold his face, to hug him, but his hands remain cuffed in his lap.

"What happened to you?" He asked softly. Jimin gazed softly down at him.

"My dad happened." He muttered, blinking away tears. Jungkook reached up, the cuffs jingling as his hands clasped around the older's cheeks. 

"Don't cry. It's okay, he's gone now."

"I know, but-"

"Shh." The younger pulls Jimin down onto his lips.

"You're okay."

"Thank you," Jimin whispers, pressing their foreheads together.