strawberries and secrets | p.jm & j.jk

Chapter 12: stronger

Jimin choose to stay in a small hotel instead of with his brother. He knew the truth now, Jihyun only wanted to care about himself and not him. When Jimin was 19 he developed a habit for smoking due to the stress, when his mother first became sick. Luckily he was able to stop when 21 but he found himself relapsing recently.

Jimin held the cigarette between his fingers, rubbing his forehead feeling a headache come on. He didn't bother to look to his side to see Mr. Jung making his way towards him quickly.

The smaller glanced in his direction sighing before dropping the cigarette and squishing it with his foot as mr. Jung approached him. He'd be here in Busan for about a week, Jungkook informed him that he would come stay with him in Busan so Mr. Jung could go back home with his wife who suddenly became ill.

"Jimin I'm off to Seoul, Mr. Jeon should be here in about twenty minutes"

"Ok Mr. Jung, i hope you're wife gets better"

"Thank you Jimin, i hope your mother recovers and your father rests in peace"

Jimin gave him a soft smile before nodding. "Thank you Mr. Jung"

Mr. Jung nodded before walking off in the opposite direction. The smaller's smile turned into a thin line as he turned back to looking at the cars go by.

He stood outside for about thirty minutes not noticing when Jungkook walked right beside him."It's a little chilly out here"

Jimin looked to his side giving the man a small smile looking back at the trees and cars going by. "Isn't it"

Suddenly he reached into his pocket," here keep these from me don't let me get to them".The smaller placed the pack of cigarettes in Jungkook's hand, who gave him a small nod. "You're tired Jimin let's go back insid-"

"Why does everyone keep hurting me" Jimin spoke to himself. Jungkook smile turned into frown listening to the older's words.

"The famous Jeon Jungkook, 23 years old is messing with some low life struggling stripper"

Jimin leaned over the railing, "wow I sound so pathetic"

"No wonder why my brother hates me"

"Jimin don't say that" Jungkook said patting his head.

The smaller didn't utter another word as he walked back towards his room leaving Jungkook there to reflect on Jimin's words.

"Fuck...why do I have to choose "the tall man thought to himself.

He had to sacrifice someone he loved to keep his family going and safe. If only he could be open and allowed to do what he wanted, for God's sake the man was 23 but he found that is life was still somewhat controlled. Like he carried a curse with his last name. The taller observed how the weather was quickly transitioning from fall to winter, the temp was defineltly dropping quickly. But his mind wasn't focused on how cold it was.Tonight he will tell Jimin what has to be done. He knows Jimin will be hurt but it'll hurt him even more to do so.

The taller brushed his midnight locks back before adjusting his grey over coat and headed back in the direction of the room.When he got there he didn't see Jimin, he figured he was in the shower so he just removed his coat and layed on the bed. After a while the smaller exited the bathroom only wearing some sweats. The taller looked up his eyes falling on Jimin's spine tattoo going from the top of his back to his hip bone. The two had sex more than once but Jimin was teasing him all over again.

"I can feel your stares stop it" Jimin mumbled looking through his bags.

Jungkook scoffed getting off the bed and walking towards the small guy. He ran his hands down the smaller's torso resting them on Jimin's hips. "Is it a problem?"