Frowned upon

Chapter Twenty Seven

Hey lovelies, no question of the day today. Instead. Comment something that's bothering you or something you want to let out.
For me, I don't know what I'm worrying about or what's bothering me, I guess it's just a feeling in my stomach that I usually get everyday and I can never tell what it is. I mean I have ideas about it. Maybe I'm scared to start school and go to the hard classes I'm taking. Or maybe I'm scared to go to school and see people I don't want to ever see. I don't know. It's complicated. It could be anything.
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Authors pov

When Jungkook asked Jimin to be his boyfriend, Jimin had been more than happy to say yes.
He really loved Jungkook, trusted him with his entire being.
They spent so much time together, not as a couple of course because you have no idea how many whispers, stare and disgusted looks they would get from afar.
So.. they kept it in secret, their little secret.
Two days had went by and the moroi in Jimins classes had noticed the weird interactions between them both.
The random responses from Jungkook when no one had spoken a word let alone looked at him was odd to everyone, especially when you'd hear a giggle from Jimin and a quick turn of the head in Jungkooks direction.
Weird
It had gained so much attention, unwanted attention in fact but it had became something that they both were very used too. At that point, Jimin hadn't even realized he was speaking in his mind sometimes, it just came naturally.
It had made hushed voices become louder when in one of Jimin's classes, he had reached over to grab a pencil from the small cup filled with many, he hadn't realized that all of them had been pointed facing up and not down inside the cup. One of the points made contact with his palm, stabbing inside the center.
Jungkook was already there before Jimin could let any type of noise escape.
Everyone already knew that Jungkook was really protective over him, hell he almost tore some guys head off for calling him fat and a slut. In fact, they were all still very surprised that he was still alive.
What definitely got the students attention though was the mark on Jungkooks hand, same spot, same wound and bleeding just like Jimins.
They knew that something weird was happening with them both and they were gonna soon find out.

J.K pov
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"Come here. Stop being so fucking stubborn" I state, dragging a whining and relentless Jimin to the mens bathroom.
"But I'm not the only one bleeding" He whines, no longer dragging his feet but currently stomping against the tiled floors.
"I know that but YOU, your highness, comes first before me" I respond, opening the door and pulling him inside.
I pick him up and press him against the wall near the sinks, his legs wrapped around my waist.
I reach over to grab a paper towel to wet and clean the stab on his hand. Shockingly.. it was bigger than most stab marks from a pencil.
As I was reaching for it, I hear him let out one of his beautiful, yet adorable giggles and it made me freeze, my stomach doing a mini flip and my heart reacting the way it always does when i'm around him. "Kookie, its only my hand that's bleeding. Why pick me up" He giggles again.
I look at him, cupping his cheek with a huge smile, a loving and fond one Im sure.
How did I get such a beautiful angel in my life? His smile.. his giggle's and his voice.
The way his plump and beautiful lips part when he speaks, his soothing and soft voice that could lull babies, toddlers- people in general to sleep. The way his eyes crinkle when he smiles, the smile that brights up the room and makes everyone so fucking jealous because they dont have that smile.
"-unkook Jungkook!" I shake out of my thoughts.
"Are you o-"
"Have I ever told you how absolutely stunning you are" I cut him off, stroking his cheek bone with my thumb.
"Oh my god" He laughs, "You compliment me a lot"
I laugh softly "I can't help it, you really are beautiful."I state with a small smile, wetting a paper towel and washing away the blood from his wound,
I then pull out a small bandaid from my pocket, seeing the confusion on Jimins face, "I like to be prepared, can't have anything happening to you." I shrug, backing away to put him down but he just clings to me.
I gaze at his face, seeing a glint of darkness in his eye.. a glimpse pf lust.
Fucking hell-