Fighting Love (Completed)

Chapter 15: Past

  Jimin cleaned the kitchen and put the cookies away. He wanted to take some to Jungkook, yeah he had said he wanted to avoid them but in reality, he really didn't care about his record. He had one of his own, probably bigger and longer than his, and like Jungkook they all were in his younger days. At sixteen after he received his GED he had got a job at a garage, the owner a giant bear of a man with an equally big temper, but he saw potential in Jimin.  

  He never asked about the bruises that seemed to be part of his very being. He taught him everything he knew about mechanics, the only time he ever raised his voice is when he got in trouble. Jimin worshiped George and his vast knowledge of not only mechanics but the world. Jimin no longer saw the world in black and white but full of vivid colors. He knew it was time to grow up and get his shit together not only for himself but for George, George is getting old and Jimin wanted to take some weight off of his shoulders.

  On Jimin's eighteenth birthday, George threw a small party at the shop for him, Jimin had never been so happy. George is halfway across the room Jimin's gift in his hand when he begins to cough, blood droplets flying passed his lips he collapsed, he is dead before he hit the floor. 

  George being a three-pack a day smoker had lung cancer, he had been diagnosed a year ago but George being George didn't want anyone to fuss over him so he kept it to himself. Jimin is devastated but a few days later he is in shock when he receives a call from George's lawyer telling him that George had left him the shop.

   For seven years Jimin ran the shop till a discarded cigarette near some oily rags burned it down. Jimin knew it was time for a change he hated LA so he asked Jin if he was ready to leave the city behind and move to a place full of blue skies and fresh air. A few weeks later they moved to Boise, Idaho. It is a bustling city but nowhere near LA.

  Jin found a small cozy apartment while Jimin using the insurance money from the fire bought a new shop across the street from a smoking hot biker that stirred up emotions in him he would rather not dwell on, that is why he wanted to avoid him, but in all honesty, could he really stay away? He sighed, no he knew he couldn't.

  He cleaned his apartment and did some laundry. He is washing a window when he spies Namjoon standing in the driveway of the shop. He couldn't believe he was still here. It has been at least four hours.

  Jimin walked over and grabbed his cell off the kitchen counter, it's time to call Jungkook:

JK: hey, what's up? 

JM: can you come get your friend before I beat his ass

Jungkook stares at his phone, what the hell! He thought, was Tae causing shit again?

JK: can you be more specific?

JM: Jin overheard Namjoon on the phone with you last night. He knows he was just using him and wants nothing to do with him. Jin isn't answering any of his calls so he showed up this morning wanting to speak to him. I told him he couldn't speak to him and shut the door in his face. He yelled he would not leave till he spoke to him. I was cleaning the windows and saw him standing in the driveway, it's been four hours and he's still waiting.

JK: This is my fault I said shit I shouldn't have and pissed him off he only said those things out of anger, he likes Jin, he really does. I have known Namjoon since we were in diapers he doesn't use people and he isn't a homophobe either Yoongi is bi and they are good friends.

 JM: I could give a shit right now! You saw Jin last night he is in no state to be dealing with his bullshit right now. Tell him to give him a few days then maybe they can talk but for now, we will stay away.

JK: I hope that doesn't include me because I was going to invite you out for a drink tonight

JM: I'm coming over now

Jimin tossed his phone on the counter and grabbed a bag of cookies he had no idea what he was doing, all he knew is he needed to see Jungkook now.