Still With You [A Jikook Fanfiction ©️ Book 2]

Chapter Eight: Shock

Disclaimer: References to an eating disorder.

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"Jimin!"

The room fell silent at Jungkook's scream echoing across the walls. Each member, all staff members, and anyone else who happened to be in the room instantly froze in shock and turned to watch the scene.

As soon as he'd known it was going to happen, Jungkook knew he wouldn't reach the older singer in time. But he sprinted anyway, a rush of adrenaline flooding through his system as his eyes watched his boyfriend fall, each moment drawn out in hazy, thick waves as if in slow motion.

The maknae had been watching Tae, Jimin and Hoseok jokingly mark through the final stages of their performance - it was a rehearsal for their comeback stage, of which the date seemed to be looming in too quickly for any of them to process. Today was the first day they'd taken to the stage and everything had gone smoothly. Until Jimin's fall.

As if a switch had been flicked, Jungkook watched as the contemporary dancer had prance around as a grinning, bubble of grey haired joy, but then as he reached the edge of the stage, his face morphed a brief look of panic. It was then Jungkook had screamed. Launching from his seat and racing towards him. But he knew he wouldn't make it. He was too far away-! His complexion paled and he attempted to call out to raise attention to himself, his lips quivering in the struggle to force a simple word of 'help' from his vocal chords. But before he could, he was overcome by dizziness, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and each individual watched as their beloved singer crumpled off the stage.

A gasp emitted around the room, followed by disbelieved - yet relieved - mutters of admiration as Jimin's fall was finally broken.
By Jungkook.

Clearly some part of his panicked, adrenaline flooded brain had streamed into his muscles, pushing him just that bit faster in order to reach his boyfriend. He'd made it just as Jimin was far too close to the floor, skidding underneath him and bracing himself as the older singer collided with him, the series if events happening far too fast for Jungkook to really process what his body was doing.

Ouch.
A wave of dizziness flushed across him as the impact caused his body to jolt backwards, his head lightly hitting the wooden floor underneath them. But that didn't matter. He gritted his teeth and sat back up, instantly wrapping two arms around the unconscious dancer's waist, his eyes scanning across his delicate body to check he showed no sign of obvious injuries.

It was then he realised how frail his boyfriend had become and he cursed himself for only noticing it now. Much of the muscle Jimin had once owned a reputation for, had withered away, his  arms far smaller than Jungkook remembered from the year before. He had known the singer wanted to change his image, but he had not realised how drastically that change had come about.

"Fuck!" he hissed silently, swallowing painfully as a rise of tears slowly began to build up within his chest. With each area of Jimin's body his eyes grazed across, the larger this pool of tears grew, until he could feel small droplets threatening to escape his wide eyes, "J-Jimin-Jimin-shii-"
He had not realised he'd been holding his breath until the older stirred and a deep sigh flushed out of his lips.

"Kookie?" He murmured, wincing as the younger gently aided him into a seated position. His head pounded, every part of his body ached, screaming at him to simply just lie back down and sleep. A nauseous feeling crept into the pit of his stomach and he suddenly shoved Jungkook away, stumbling onto all fours and retching. He should have eaten that morning... A pang of anger flushed across his mind as he realised, that, yet again, he'd allowed himself to get so bad.