MUST HAVE BEEN THE WIND | JIKOOK ✔

CHP 31

(A/N): Very brief mention of attempted suicide.

Jimin doesn't even get to say goodbye before Jeongguk leaves the next morning but maybe they're better off that way.

After his confession that seemed to be so obvious throughout their slowly growing relationship, he figured that maybe the policeman would at least say something instead of keeping all silence. And so as the hours go by, he can only believe that it was a mistake to unshroud his true feelings.

He's yet again sitting at Officer Jeon's house but rather than keeping himself stuffed in the bedroom, he's migrated to the living room with Jeongguk's smooth sweater still glued to his upper body. The TV plays softly in the background to serve as some white noise in the midst of his heavy contemplation. He's staring at the vase of pretty roses snug in the center of the kitchen island and almost unconsciously he runs his fingers over his ample lips, prodding at them.

Jimin has absolutely no idea where they sit right now. Are they on good terms or bad? Jeongguk isn't speaking to him. He doesn't even really know if he's at the station or if he's off somewhere else doing God knows what, trying to distract himself from the throes of his reality. He'd prefer the former because at least that way he knows he has people he can count on were something bad to happen to him.

...But now that he actually thinks about it, Jeongguk never really specified where or when the mission would take place. The thought that it could be underway right now without his knowledge has his skin crawling and the hair on the back of his neck standing on end.

The more Jimin sits in his own deafening silence, the more he feels stuck and helpless. He peers over at the stove, looking at the time. Maybe he should go out for a little bit, but of course he'll have a bodyguard accompanying him. Jeongguk's rules and he supposes it makes sense.

He crawls off of the sofa and talks to one of the men standing outside of the house. He hands them Taehyung's number and gets one of them to call the man over. Meanwhile he makes quick work of cleaning himself up in the bathroom.

He has a simple pair of jeans on, Jeongguk's hoodie, a black mask and a bucket hat. Jimin exits the house and is happy to find Taehyung waiting patiently on the front lawn. They're given a ride to the blond's favourite cafe however not without a bodyguard following them into the small cozy building.

They sit themselves at a little booth, Jimin opposite Taehyung and the taller, burley man but a couple seats away keeping a close eye on them.

They engage in conversation while they sip from their mugs of hot chocolate and take turns forking at a piece of angel food cake. Although it's been difficult for Jimin to immerse himself with the outside world, he's thankful Taehyung is there for him and with him to help better the process. It's slow progress, but progress nonetheless.

"This place is cute, love. You have nice taste," Taehyung murmurs with a cheek full of food, eyes glee.

Jimin smiles too but the action is hidden behind his black mask. "It was my favourite place to be before y'know... all of this," he replies.

Taehyung hums and takes another sip. "If you don't mind me asking, what was life like for you before Kai...?"

Jimin's eye twitches at the question. His reluctant expression is shadowed by his bucket hat as well as mask. But he reflects on the conversation him and Taehyung had only a couple days ago in the living room. He wants to better himself and keeping secrets completely contradicts his way of revival.

"...I guess you don't know much, huh? Besides me being a teacher..." he murmurs and taps his fingers against his mug. He looks up at Taehyung. "What do you wanna know?" he asks quietly.