Bully. ( jikook)

35.

The smell of blossoms drifted  through the thin exasperating air, filling the atmosphere with the sweet scent of pettals which became colourless by the time they collided with the crumbling ground.

Jimin took a deep breath as he pulled his hair back, feeling a slight poulsating sensation in the corner of his head which instinctively caused him to tilt his head to one side.
For some od reason this overwhelming feeling of foreboding fell over him, he coulden't remember half of what had happened today.
Only snipits of moments, but one thing he remembered perfectly.
And it was that silly little insident with Jungkook, why was that the only thing he remembered.

The cold wind spiraled in circles as Jimin pushed through, digging into his coat as he walked the pathway home.
It was so familiar, and yet for first time time in weeks he was all alone. Yoongi had something come up.
And Jimin didn't want to admit it, but truly he hated being alone.

Because when he was alone he had to think, and thinking wasn't the most pleasent of activities when you had so much darkness filling your head.
Every step echoing in your mind, just hoping it was the last.
That he could finally be home, alone in his room with his small cute puppy.

The small male rubbed the side of his cheek as he stopped for a moment, suddenly having thoughts of Jungkook fludding his mind.
Oh how he wish this would stop, it happened daily, but he was honestly asking for a miracle.
Because Jungkook was like a disease, a chronic disease which was never to be cured.
And no matter how much you can stop it's destruction, it's allways there in the back of you mind.

Jimin was silly, so damn silly as he shook his head.
He felt breathless the moment his feet begun to sink into the concreat ground as if hoping hed be able to become heavy enaugh for this not to happen.
But it was like asking for a miracle for as soon as he passed a small allyway he felt himself being yank in by a pair of strong hands, Jimin's lips gasping with a covered scream which was muffled by a gloved hand.

A male covered in black slipped out a pocket knife from behind his jacket.
Everything seemed all over the place till Jimin's mind froze, his sensors sparking as he begun to breath heavily.
Feeling his heart banging like a feril dog against his chest.

"Sorry about the inconvenience, but thats my pet"

Jimin could the familiar voice that just didn't leave his mind, Jungkook swept in as the shadowed male found himself on the ground.
Jungkook panted as he turned his head to face Jimin who's heart begun to tear, but he had no chance as he suddenly saw a minty reflection in the darkly dressed males eyes who pounced at Jungkook, the blade slicing through but it didnt hit him. Jimin stepped in just in time.
The knife dropping mid air.

Jungkook made sure to break the others wrist as he watched him running into the dark.
Yet he coulden't help but notice the luke warm liquid dribbling down his skin.

"Are you utterly insane!? Why did you jump in?!" Jungkook took a deep breath before yanking Jimin's colar, bringing the smaller males body with it as he moved his face forward.
Jimin coulden't even listen as he felt the crimson liquid now colliding with his own skin, he could see the pain in the others eyes.

And it was his foult, for once he was the one to bring pain to his own tormenter.
But it didn't feel good, it felt absoloutly disgusting as he reached forward.

" Don't you dare ignore me Jimin" Jungkook groaned as he gripped Jimin's hands before pulling them up over to his face as he pressed Jimin against the wall behind them, thirmly.
Watching his lips quiver as he leant his head forward into Jungkook"s chest.

"B..because..i don't want to see anyone else die..I.. im fine its just a scrape"