Jikook: Marriage of Convenience

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While Jin was packing up Jimin's belongings, he heard the door slam open. A hungover Jungkook came in. "Jimin!" He yelled, he jumped back when he saw Jin instead of Jimin standing in his bedroom doorway. "What the-?" He didn't finish his sentence before Jin's fist landed on his cheek, making him fall into the wall and slide to the floor, "Jin Hyung?" Jin stood over the maknae ready to continue beating the boy senseless.
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Jin wanted to swing and beat the boy who broke Jimin's heart time and time
again, but decided against it. He figured it probably wouldn't help any, Jungkook didn't care anyway.

He walked back into the bedroom to finish packing everything he thought was Jimin's. Jungkook walked in confused by Jimins suitcase in his hand. "Hyung? What's going on? Why do you have Jimin's suits case? Where is he? Where is my husband?"

Jin snapped with Jungkook's seemingly clueless questions. "How dare you ask where Jimin is." He yelled at the confused young man. He didn't understand why Jin had Jimin's suitcase or where is small delicate husband was.

"Do not Hyung me, Jungkook. You selfish fucking bastard!" Jin yelled as he pushed Jungkook off of him. "What? Why? ...where's Jimin?" Jin scoffed, "like you fucking care!" He finished packing Jimin's clothes and locked the suitcases and began carrying them out of the bedroom. "Why do you have Jimin's suitcases Jin? Where is he?" Jungkook was sounding desperate.

"Again, why the fuck do you care huh?" Jungkook looked very confused, of course he cared about Jimin. He's his best friend, his husband and there's a feeling forming in the pit of his stomach, why is Jin taking all of Jimin's belongings? "No why Jin? What the fuck is going on?" He's becoming desperate. "Where is my husband?"

With that question Jin could no longer hold back. He set the suitcases down and slammed Jungkook into the bedroom wall where he fell to the floor, if he hadn't had such a hangover he would be able to fight back, but not today. "Your husband?" He spit out, "how dare you call him that." Jungkook shook his head in confusion, "of course he is." His heart beating wildly, still not understanding.

Jin pushed him again when he stood up and started screaming at him, " was he your husband when you went to Japan and brought your slut along?" Jungkook honestly had no clue, "what?" He shouldn't have spoke, it just enraged Jin more. "Don't act innocent."

Jin decided to let it all out, "was Jimin your husband when you fucked that slut in Japan?" He pushed him again and continued to push him with each question. "Was he your husband when you got back to Korea and continued to leave him and find that slut and fuck her? Leaving Jimin all the time? Whenever you have a free moment instead of being with Jimin you were with her?!" "N-n-no," he whispered, in complete confusion.

"Was he your husband when you lied to us making this party about him but in reality you brought that slut to fuck her there? And broke Jimin!" Jungkook started to tear up at this point. His lip quivered, "Hyung..." "NO!"

"Was he your husband when he caught you in our storage room with that slut Lisa? Huh?" He pushed again making the wall crack. "Was he your husband when that slut told him how happy you were she's pregnant with YOUR child and NOW you can get rid of him? Huh, was he? Was he your husband then?" Jin is crying at this point.

"And was he your husband when he tried to FUCKING KILL HIMSELF TONIGHT ON HIS BIRTHDAY NO LESS. Because you broke him for the last time." He wiped the tears away. "Stay the fuck away from him. You have NEVER deserved him." His hand was on Jungkook's throat, and he wasn't even fighting back. He was trying to comprehend when his Hyung was telling him. Jimin, he tried to kill himself? How?

"You have always used him, fucked him and left him. This time it was worse because you roped all of us into your sick story. Fuck you. He never deserved this. He has always loved you. He has always let you do whenever you wanted to him, fuck him, use him to get over whichever whore dumped you. And he did it to make you happy, but you NEVER cared about him, EVER. You fucking asshole!" Jin slapped his face and walked away, "go to hell Jungkook."

Jungkook curled himself into a fetal position on the floor of the shared bedroom he has with Jimin. "Jimin, Jimin, Jimin..." he continued to whisper, his eyes glanced over to the bathroom. When he lifted his lead he saw a dark color on the floor. He crawled over and began to weep when he saw the pool of blood, Jimin's blood. "No, no, no, no, Jiminie, why? Baby, why?" He cried into his hands kneeling on the floor of the bathroom. He didn't know how long he sat there as his legs went numb. He reached up to the counter to pull himself up, his fingers pushed something metal that clanked together. It was Jimin's rings that he had put on his finger with ill intentions, he realized this now, how selfish he had been.

New tears fell from his eyes, without hesitation Jungkook held the rings, covered in his husband's fresh blood drying on them, and put them on the necklace he wore. He vowed the next time he put them on Jimin's finger it would not be in jest or for selfish reasons. He always cared for Jimin, Jin didn't know what he was talking about.

Jin didn't know how he felt for Jimin. Jimin never said no to him, he never got mad, he never yelled at him, he never asked for anything in return. He always lite up the room when he smiled, he always made Jungkook feel loved and wanted more than anyone ever had, just with a hug. He realized how much he looked forward to waking up to him in the morning, how Jimin cuddled close to him each night. How he thought about Jimin most of the day everyday, and would make his heart beat faster the moment he saw the blonde. How didn't Jin see that? Why was he saying all these lies about Lisa and him. He didn't do any of those things. He needed answers and he needed to find Jimin and make him know he didn't do any of those horrible things Jin said. He hadn't slept with anyone except...Jimin...Jungkook smiles when he remembered their wedding night in the hotel and what they did in the plane, how tipsy champagne made them and the fun they had. He didn't want to believe that he was gay, but he definitely enjoyed making love to Jimin. It felt right, right?

He decided to get to the bottom of these lies and he knew who would give him the answers he needed so he could get Jimin back. He used the guest bathroom since he didn't think he could handle cleaning Jimin's blood up from the floor. He made a phone call, "meet me at the cafe across from the college in 20 minutes, no excuses," he hung up without an answer.