𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒 ✦ jikook

f i f t y . s i x

"That one crime you've committed was stealing my heart." Jungkook says as he turns his head, raven hair windswept as his barriers slowly collides, crumbling down into chunks and pebbles. He breaks the restraints, tying his infatuation down and dives into Jimin's eyes, like two mirror-like surface with a never-ending bottom that he feared he would never come up for air again.

Jimin's tears slowly skid down his bruised cheeks, meshing with the blood staining his once perfectly chiseled face. His back is facing the door as his ears focus on the exhausted crack of Jungkook's hoarse voice, calling out his name desperately to come back. He wasn't intending to leave. On the flip side, he wanted to stay. He wanted to be forever in Jungkook's warmth and feel the light stroking of his calloused fingers, he wanted to shower the later with kisses from head to toe until he couldn't anymore handle it and begged Jimin to stop, he wanted to comfort Jungkook and hugs the younger to sleep admisting all the chaos happening around them. For Jungkook, he will do anything.

"And if loving you was a crime, then maybe I would be the greatest thief ever alive."

He's glad, fucking glad,

Because Jungkook, too, will do everything for him.

But having Jungkook in that room calling his name, begging him to go back before his stupid ass dives into other stupid things, is making Jimin having second thoughts. For example, taking on Daehyun himself even though his legs couldn't even take on his normal weight. Jimin, all in all, knows that this might be the most irrational thing he's ever done. He knew he was increasing the chances of getting them both killed, him by blowing his brains out and Jungkook from blood loss. So brave yet so stupid. Sure, he knows he couldn't fist fight Daehyun and his men but he's willing to do so to death, until Jungkook finds some help for himself, and hopefully for the older. For the sake of the younger, the sake of his lover...

He just wishes Jungkook would stop making this so damn difficult.

With a swift motion, he wipes his tears, bids Jungkook a small goodbye and lets his tired feet take him to wherever Daehyun is preying for him.

"Oh Jimin, Jungkook~ Come out, come out wherever you are."

Daehyun with a few of his men left rummages the place aggressively. The older darts his eyes from corner to corner, searching the familiar sight of a silver suitcase and two whimpering boys but to no avail, they are no where to be seen. He couldn't wait again landing his hands, now the soft, wet flesh of both boys as he feast on their screams echoing in his basement. The metallic taste and smell. Oh, and how wonderful it will be for the boys to be hanged up on the wall next to each other.

Happy art. Happy marriage.

Suddenly, he hears a click once he's in a room in floor 11.

"Oh deary deary, I see that you manage to.." Daehyun looks over the younger's shoulder to see no one, no sound is going to enter the room the two of them are in. His little kitten succeeded in defeating all of his bodyguards.

"kill all of them," Daehyun purrs, making sure he emphasizes the right part of what he wants to get across the trembling man. He takes a look at the handgun that Jimin is squeezing in his hands, to the point where both of his sore arms make them slightly vibrate, whether it's out of fear or exhaustion. Jungkook's handgun. The shooter is finally defenseless and Daehyun's heart sings with joy, the pure villainous joy that snakes into his conscience.

Now is his latest kill.

"O-one more step and you'll regret messing with me." Jimin tumbles and curses when he just can't bring himself to calm down in front of this presence of a man. His breath quickens when he sees Daehyun cracks a warm smile, one that Jimin still remembers clearly from their first date.

"I'm not messing with you Jimin.." Daehyun says and he pulls out a gun from his pocket, to which Jimin follows his movement closely like a cheetah preying on his antelope and widens his eyes when he sees Daehyun casually throwing the gun away, hitting the further corner of the wall. The older averts his gaze at the younger and just then, just a second there, he sees Daehyun human. His gaze abates and he cracks a warm, charming grin whilst showing both of his bare palms.

"See there?" Daehyun approaches Jimin closer yet the small frame isn't the one to lose just yet. He keeps on pointing the handgun towards the older and shakily threatening him to back off. "Let me talk to you.."

"What the fuck do you want to talk about.." Jimin snaps, gun still intact. "Isn't bedtime plentiful already?"

"N-no.." Daehyun denies as he stumbles a bit on his words. "I still want to be with you Jimin."

"If you don't stop, bullets will go through your thick skull instead of my words." Jimin coldly says, knowing that the older fakes the sincerity that he once fell for. Now, he won't be deceived again.

"That's why I took you." Daehyun deeply pours out his heart as Jimin tries hard to deafen him from the confession of his sin, his love for the younger. "I never wanted to leave you and you have to love the wrong person before you can love the right one..." Daehyun continues, step by step approaching Jimin while lending a hand out as if he could stop the bullets from going through his body. "I'm sorry Jimin, for everything I've done.. I will make it up to you, whether you will stay or not with me. But I will assure you, you will always have my care and affection as I long for you in the shadows.."

"But I have Jungkook and fucking stay back!" Jimin shouts out of frustration and anger and relief, meshed into a bundle of emotions as they continue to held their intense gaze. "Jungkook said he loved me and we will love each other, whether it's for our sins or not, we'll never be separated."

"Do you think he'll ever want you?" Daehyun snickers sarcastically, seeing the love of his life now so determined in killing him. "Criminal? Dirtied? You're too naive, Jimin! What if he plays with you just to finish this and afterwards, kicks you out in the streets like some fucking stray dog?"

"N-no.. That woー"

"It will, Jimin." Daehyun, his hands now on the gun as he takes away and flings it to the far corner where his is laying on the chilling ground. Daehyun pulls a wrecked Jimin, tears streaming down in his face, into the older's embrace as the younger sobs softly into his shoulder. "Just this once listen to me..."

Daehyun successfully touches his weakest breaking point. Yes, he's afraid. Siding all the moments him and Jungkook spent together when they were in the case, Jimin realizes the painful truth that this affection he's having is towards another person who's a thousand times better than him, a thousand times more worth-it than him and a thousand times ready to move on with other people than him. Was Jungkook feeling the same because he was pitied? Was his feelings true? He couldn't know, and wouldn't know although how much he wanted for it to happen.

That something wasn't there is there.

"Was he yours to say when both of us wanted each other so badly?"

Jimin flings his lids open to Jungkook firing a bullet to Daehyun's abdomen due to blurry vision, side by side is Seokjin looking breathless while carrying his injured dongsaeng. The turquoise-haired grunts painfully before slumping on the smaller figure, staining his shoulders with his blood as he looks down only to see a folding blade, dropping down coldly on the cement. He looks at the shiny metal and averts his emotionless gaze to a troubled Jungkook.

And Jungkook's calling out his name is the final content thing he heard before the darkness engulfs him entirely..

A/N: Nearly there guys TvT...