𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑻𝑬𝑹 | PJM. JJK✔

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Jungkook set down his camera and held Jiminie tightly in his arms.

He rocked them side to side slowly to calm the boy down, and processed the many thoughts crossing through his head.

From what the student had heard, Jiminie had indeed let a few bad people into his life.

But Jungkook didn't find it hard to see why.

The filter was social and a romantic, quite a lot more than the others Jungkook had met. No wonder he gave himself away so easily.

Jungkook recognised it in himself.

The first time he met Jim he had been head over heels as well and could barely even think straight.

But now Jiminie didn't have to search for someone to love anymore. He had Jungkook.

"You won't be lonely anymore cupcake," Jungkook whispered. "And I won't be either."

Jiminie pulled out of the hug and looked at Jungkook with puffy eyes.

"Promise me?" He asked as he held up his tiny pinky.

"Promise," Jungkook said, before confidently intertwining their fingers.

"Now don't cry cutie, we're at a fair, there's only place for laughter here."

Jiminie's lips carefully bended into a smile.

"Yeah... that's true..." he admitted, but Jungkook could still see the boy was a little blue.

"Why... why don't we go to the breakdance attraction you like so much?" Jungkook asked against better knowing.

"Huh? Won't you get sick?" Jiminie asked, cocking his head confusingly.

Jungkook hated his mouth for blabbering on but seeing Jiminie sad was like getting a knife stabbed through the heart.

"Uhm... no, no I'm sure I'll be fine..."

~~~

Jungkook retched and spuwed the mediocre hotdog he'd eaten before right out of his stomache.

He was throwing up beside a dumpster as Jiminie rubbed his back to comfort him.

"That attraction... was made by the devil," Jungkook groaned, looking at the chucky stream of vomit that had come from his stomache.

Jiminie looked just as disgusted as Jungkook did but still tried to comfort the sick student. "I'm not kissing you better this time."

Jungkook wanted to laugh but he also really wanted to cry. Why did he never use his brain? Why did he go into that stupid ride?

"We should go home, you don't look very good Kookie," Jiminie said, pouting at Jungkook who had paled to a shade close to white.

Ah, Jungkook thought. That's why...

~~~

"You guys are back already? How the hell did you get Jiminie to leave the fair? That normally takes me like an hour..."

Jungkook was resting almost half his weight on Jiminie who struggled to carry the man inside the café.

"Jiiin," Jiminie called for his brother to help him out.

The two brothers succesfully carried the half-asleep Jungkook to the back of the café where they always sat. Though they did get some sceptical stares from customers.