"See you later, Jungkookie." Jimin spoke as he leaned his body on the door frame. His beautiful blue hair falling in his face, a large shirt, that belonged to the man he was talking to, engulfed his tiny body. Jimin bit his lip as Jungkook walked out if his apartment.
Jimin sat on his bed, crying. He cried into the basketball jersey that once belonged to his true love. He was wearing Jungkook's sweatshirt. As tears fell from his eyes, all he could think about was that night. What had happened only a few hours ago.
"Jungkookie! This scenery is so beautiful!" Jimin squealed as he clung to the bigger, muscular man to his right. "Yes, yes it is. But..you know what's prettier?" Jungkook asked as he intertwined his fingers with Jimin's, admiring how adorably adorable his baby boy was. "What?" Jimin asked excitedly, wanting to know the answer. "You." Jungkook spoke simply as he placed a soft kiss on Jimin's ear.
Jimin continued to sob, recalling every syllable his lover said that night. "Jeon Jungkook." Jimin whispered in between sobs and gasps for air. The blood stained basketball jersey and sweatshirt, still holding Jungkook's scent. "Why'd you leave. You said you wouldn't." Jimin cried as he clung to the jersey, breathing in the scent of his recently deceased lover.
"Please! Stop! We didn't do anything! Please!" Jimin screamed as he watched masked men grab Jungkook and put a gun to his head. "Please." Jimin sobbed as he tried to break free from the grip of the men holding him back. "Move and he's dead." One of the masked men spoke as he tightened his grip on Jungkook and the gun. Jimin nodded his head and stopped fighting. "Can you at least explain yourself." Jimin asked as he stared Jungkook in the eyes, love and fear filling his pupils. "Nope." The main masked man said as he pulled the trigger. Jungkook fell to the ground immediately and both masked men ran away. "JUNGKOOK!!" Jimin screamed as he ran to his boyfriend, cradling his head. "JUNGKOOK!" He yelled again. Footsteps approached. Jimin snapped his head up to see an old man. "What happened?" The old man asked. "T-they s-shot h-him.. t-they s-shot m-my b-boyfriend." Jimin stuttered as he held Jungkook's head close to his chest. "He's gone."
