soundless ☾jikook

⁑ ten

those desperately guilty eyes.

jimin hadn't looked into them, even if nearly three months had passed by.

october.

november.

and halfway into the month of december, it was like they were strangers.

no, you're just avoiding him.

the bullying had continued, of course.

the bruises and cuts had built up.

however, jimin and jungkook hadn't uttered a single word to each other. both of them growing more impatient and agitated by the day.

but jimin couldn't bring himself to be the conversation starter, after all he didn't cause this whole fallout.

as for jungkook, he was scared.

he didn't want to be pushed away.

he didn't want to be judged to be seen with jimin again.

jimin stopped walking in the middle of the corridor, ignoring the students moaning at him to move. he just stood there, a heavy sigh escaping his lips.

"what's wrong?" whispered a voice into his ear, "finally realised that you need to lose some weight?"

jimin tensed up as the silver-blonde male whispered into his ear, he closed his eyes and tried his best to ignore taehyungs voice.

"stop ignoring me, bitch." the younger snapped, shoving jimin forwards so he fell on the floor. laughter rang round the hallway as students gathered round to watch taehyung beating up the pathetic slytherin.

a pair of widened doe eyes watched the scene, horror flashing over them.

jimin grunted as taehyungs shoe smashed into his jaw, luckily it didn't have enough force to break it, but it still managed to cause jimin to cry out in pain.

jimins eyes widened as a hazel haired male sprung into the scene, a smaller man right behind him. both of them launched taehyung off jimins curled
up body.

before hoseok could reach out to help
jimin up another hand caught his, quickly bringing him into a hug.

"are you okay?" jungkook murmured,
holding jimin close, smiling at the warmth he had longed for so long.

"i'm not fucking okay, jeon." jimin hissed, stepping away from the younger only to glare at the ground. jungkook sighed, hopelessly staring at the silver haired male. he was about to open his mouth before jimin suddenly grabbed hold of his cloak and pulled him forwards, eyes blazing with anger.

"why did you ignore me for 3 months,
without uttering a single fucking apology?"

jungkook wouldn't admit it out loud,
but jimin looked hot when he was angry.

wait- that's wrong.

jungkook couldn't speak, a pathetic whimper left his lips at the attempt. jimin scowled as he pulled him closer
to his face, jungkook realised that jimin had freckles scattered over his nose.

jungkook started to lean it, watching jimins eyes flutter shut out of pure instinct, his own eyes glanced down to jimins pillowy lips, glistening red from a small covering of lip gloss. he could see straight white teeth from behind them as jimin slightly parted his lips. jungkook couldn't help shutting his eyes and tilting his head.

this is wrong.

with a cry jungkook shoved jimin away from him, screaming "i'm not fucking gay, that's disgusting!"

jimin couldn't stand it any longer.

the whole corridor fell silent as jimin let the palm of his hand connect with jungkooks cheek, the loud slap ringing round the hallway. jungkook gasped with pain before helplessly watching jimin run away, he brought a hand to the sensitive skin which had been hurt.

a few students came to pat him on the back, somehow he had gained their respect.

respect, that's a good feeling.

but his stomach dropped when he met the eyes of yoongi and hoseok, both looked angry and hurt before spinning around and walking away.

jungkook felt guilt bubble inside him, he realised just what damage he had done. jungkook noticed taehyung in the ground.

he wasn't smiling though.

for some reason he looked disgusted.

***

jimin ran into the boys bathroom before sprinting over to the mirror,
staring at himself with an intense glare.

he was deeply considering punching the mirror and finally cutting himself to death, and was drawing his hand back before he did something he had never done before in that kind of situation.

he hesitated.

"do i really have to die for a person who doesn't give a shit about by feelings?" he asked his reflection in the mirror.

fuck this.

jimin brushed his hair out of his eyes so that the fringe messily parted in the middle, it suited him. he pulled his shoulders back and raised his head,
narrowing his cold eyes. jimin took his cloak off and unbuttoned the top of his white shirt, exposing his sharp collarbone.

a smirk played on his lips, the gloss making his cushion lips glisten.

"jeon jungkook, you're going to regret saying that."

suddenly the doors of the bathroom burst open, yoongi and hoseok appeared, looking terrified.
"jimin, don't do it!" hoseok screamed, before a simple "oh" left his mouth.
"where's park jimin and what has this hottie done with him?"

hoseok screeched as yoongi slapped his arm.

jimin turned around with a sigh, "i was going to kill myself right here, but then i asked myself if he's really worth it."
hoseok and yoongi looked shocked,
both mindlessly nodding their heads.

"so how about instead of waiting for him to change, i change first?"

the hufflepuff and ravenclaw broke into smiles, "we'll be with you jimin, as friends."

jimin smiled, a real smile for once.

"during christmas we should totally travel to london and get our hair dyed along with shopping for presents!" hoseok yelled, bouncing over to jimin before enveloping him in a hug.

"how the hell would we get to london? i'm staying here for the christmas holidays." jimin sighed, his smile returning to a frown again.

"simple, we stay at hobis for christmas." yoongi answered, "his mum is literally a goddess."
hoseok smiled warmly at his boyfriend before kissing yoongis soft cheek, watching it slowly turn pink.

"you're adorable, really." jimin sighed, eyes splitting into a quarter moon shape as his smile returned.