You can't save me, I'm damaged goods.

Handsome

"Jungkook" I breathed with a sigh of relief. "What are you doing out here? Aren't you cold?" I asked as I made my way over to him. He gave me a small smile and shook his head to me, meaning no. As soon as I reached the wall beside him, my legs gave out and I slid down to my knees. "Hey! Jimin, are you okay?" I heard Jungkook say loudly, but to be honest I was too far gone to really understand his words. I felt him slide down beside me and he put his hand on my cheek.

My eyes widened in surprise, and I felt my heart rate pick up considerably. He turned my head so I faced him and scrutinized my face."What's going on with you?" he asked, and this time I paid a bit more attention. "Nothing," I tried to answer, but my words slurred together like soup. Suddenly he was giggling trying to hide a smile, "are you drunk?". I laughed with him and nodded, "Yes! I'm drunk! It's amazing". He shook his head at me and hid his face, but I could see his shoulders still shaking from laughter.

He looked so beautiful like this. It might also be a bit because I was drunk, but suddenly he looked more handsome than I had ever seen him. It reminded me of my dream, everything suddenly seemed calm around him. The way his eyes gleamed in excitement, looking like they captured the stars themselves. His smile wider than ever, his lips parting over his perfect white teeth. He looked a bit warm, with flushed cheeks and a slightly red nose, even when it was cold outside. His hair had fallen down in his face, covering his eyes and forehead slightly and sticking a bit to his clammy skin.

As we sat there and laughed, he almost lost his balance, so he grabbed my hand to right himself. He held my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, and I felt my heart give a not-so-gentle squeeze back. Normally, if I wasn't wasted, the contact might have bothered me, as I normally felt uncomfortable with skinship, but with Jungkook it was different. It wasn't uncomfortable, and I certainly didn't want to remove my hand. It was more than just him holding my hand. Whatever it was... It was lovely...

I don't know how long we stayed like that. It was like an immeasurable moment. It could have been two minutes or two hours. Time didn't matter for a moment. All that mattered was his hand covering mine. My eyes varied from looking at his face, his eyes, to his hair and lastly to our hands touching. The warmth that radiated from his body was especially pleasing, but after a while, I started shivering involuntarily. I was really starting to regret not putting on a jacket.

"You're cold," he said, stating the obvious. Still, I shook my head no, as I didn't want this moment to end. He smiled gently at me and rose up, entangling his hand in mine in the process. My head felt incredibly heavy at the moment, but still, I looked up at him. I think he might be waiting for me to stand with him, but there was no way my legs would comply. My expression must have been confused or apologizing because he wasted no time to bend down and help me up. He took a grab of me around my waist and pulled me up to stand. After a moment he let go so I could stand properly, but he couldn't have known that I still had no control over my balance...

It took maybe half a second with me standing before I tipped forward. He must have noticed that too because suddenly I crashed into his chest rather than the ground. He caught me and held me up in his strong arms, embracing me. My whole body failed me, every muscle going weak. "Jimin?" he called out trying to wake me probably. "Yeah! I'm awake!" I yelled out with a smile.

Just then somebody passed behind Jungkook, and they said something low. "Faggots". I felt Jungkook tense up, and I copied him, tensing up all my muscles, even the ones I didn't really feel, not really understanding the situation. It felt as if Jungkook was trying to hold his emotions in check, he was shivering, but he didn't seem cold, and I felt how his arms really tightened around me. "Jungkook?" I whispered, wondering about his reaction. I had also heard what the person said, but to be honest, I was used to hearing stuff like that. Maybe Jungkook was offended to be called gay?

"What did you say?" he spits out, letting go of me and turning to the one who talked behind me. I looked around Jungkook's body to see a man, who looked tiny and weak next to Jungkook, and I thought I saw a hint of regret in the man's eyes when he saw how big Jungkook really was. "What did you say?" Jungkook repeated, somehow his voice sounded even angrier now. "I sa- I mean- I didn't me- I'm sorry..." the man said, stumbling over his words desperate to find the right words that meant he would survive the night. Jungkook took a step towards the man, further away from me, and I frowned as I missed his contact. I was really starting to feel cold.

Jungkook grabbed the man by his collar. "That's right, you didn't mean it. It doesn't matter anyway. Nothing that ever comes out of that disgusting mouth of yours matters. You don't matter. You are a speck of dirt who actually had the audacity to live past childhood when it would have been better for everyone if you had died the second you were born. So don't you dare try to come here and say stuff like that, or I'll make sure you'll never be able to speak again".

I stared at Jungkook, shocked that he actually said all that. He looked scarier than I'd ever seen him, and yet he was astonishingly beautiful. His anger and resentment radiating from his body, covering the three of us in a cloud of hate.

The man in front of him looked just as shocked, but he was also scared, and apparently on the verge of crying. I stood and looked at him feeling the resentment build in my stomach. Jungkook's "speech" had shown me something I had taken for granted. I didn't deserve to be treated that way. Jungkook had stood up for me, and it made me appreciate him even more.

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We were inside the bar after I'd finally managed to calm Jungkook down. I was still a bit confused by his reaction. No matter what, I couldn't understand why he would react so strongly. A part of me wondered if it was because he was really bothered by the idea of being gay, but I felt the stinging in my heart as I thought that, so I decided it must have been something else. Maybe he cared about me? Enough to feel offended on my behalf? I shook my head, trying not to trick myself with thoughts. Whatever the reason was, I was still very drunk, and there was no use to waste the evening with thoughts that I knew would get me nowhere.

I sat on a chair near the bar, Jungkook had gone to get my jacket, as he could see I was still cold. The water in the glass in front of me trembled slightly by the impact of everyone dancing. I scowled at it, knowing I should probably drink some water to avoid a major headache in the morning. Sighing, I grabbed the drink and gulped it all down. It felt nice to drink something that didn't burn it's way down my throat.

Just then Jungkook came back with my jacket. He gave it to me with another smile on his lips, and I accepted it with a smile of my own. Jungkook had smiled more this night than ever before. I hoped he was truly happy, and that he never had to wonder if the smile on his lips was real or fake. We had only known each other for a short while, but already I felt strongly connected to him.

Little did I know, that couldn't last...

"Jm!", I turned my face to see who called for me. It was the whole gang. Yoongi, Hobi, Tae, Jin, and Namjoon. I smiled at them and waved them to join us. They started walking towards us all wobbly, probably drunk every single one. Even Jin, who normally would only drink when everyone was safely at home, was wobbling in Namjoon's arms. I couldn't help but laugh. I burst out laughing, falling off the chair and down to the floor. They had almost reached us when another voice called out.

"Kookie!" I heard a woman's voice call out. All seven of our heads whipped to the side to see who it was. It was a woman, walking towards us, with a tight blue dress that had a plunging neckline. She was beautiful, with long legs and hair reaching down to her waist. Her face was the face any supermodel would kill for, but she looked a bit cold when she came without a jacket or something to cover her naked arms.

She reached us after a few steps and threw her arms around Jungkook's neck. Just then my heart stopped. Then she kissed his cheek, and my heart broke...

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Update! Leaving you on a bit of a cliffhanger, but I'll update soon.

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