Lone wolf// P. JM x K.TH

Chapter 19

A month or so passed since Jimin's birthday. Since Taehyung told him he loved him by the water fountain.
Since then the couple never failed to reassure the other that they did indeed love them.
They lived happily safely with the pack.

Taehyung was happy. So so happy, and so was Jimin.
But that, unfortunately, didn't mean that Jimin's past insecurities and habits failed to make an appearance.

Taehyung regularly made sure to ask Jimin how he was feeling, mentally. Jimin always assured him that he was doing fine, put on his best smile.

But in fact he wasn't.

There was many a time where Jimin would question why Taehyung loved him.

He think,

Why?

He wasn't that special.

He's not that lovable, he had a shit tone of baggage, why would someone want to carry it?

He had issues, who would want to deal with them?

He wasn't enough, so who would want him?

He wasn't good enough.

Especially not for Taehyung.

Taehyung was perfect. He was strong.

Yes, he had his own guilt he carried, but he delt with that the right way.
He isn't weak like Jimin is.

Jimin was sacred.

Scared that Taehyung would leave him once he's had enough of him.

On days where Jimin felt like this, his boyfriend would come home and find him curled up in a ball, wrapped in his covers, tears staining his cheeks.

He would comfort his boyfriend and listen to his worries, whisper sweet nothings in Jimin's ear assuring him that he loves him, he's more than enough, that he'll always be there and that he's not going anywhere, litter Jimin's face with light kisses, play with his hair.

Jimin would often pass out from all the crying. When he did, Taehyung would discreetly lift his boyfriends sleeves, checking his wrist, praying that they were clean.

Truthfully, Taehyung was constantly paranoid that Jimin was hurting himself, that he slipped back into old habits.
He hated the fact his lover felt so much pain, so much sorrow.
He wanted him to be happy, always.

Thankfully, when Jimin's wrist became uncovered, they were always clean.

But,

There would come a time, when they weren't.

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It was a chilly day in November, and the day was still.

Almost too still.

Eerie.

Like the calm before the storm.

Everyone had been on edge, there had been multiple sightings of rogues near the boarders even some attacks on patrols.
Taehyung had been the one so see a certain rogue that was all to similar to him and Jimin.
He didn't inform Jimin of this, but Jimin had been a little noisy one night and over heard the conversation with Taehyung's father.

Jimin was stressed, the feeling of dread and anxiety was burning inside him.
He began to feel like all this was his fault, that where he goes trouble follows. He had urges but he was holding back, he knew it would upset Taehyung of he did anything to himself.

Today would unfortunately be different.

Today was Sunday, him and Taehyung were cuddling like they always did in the mornings.