Together with You

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/21320452.

Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin
Character: Jeon Jungkook, Park Jimin (BTS), Bangtan Boys Ensemble
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Slow Burn, Angst, Angst with a
Happy Ending, Fluff, Pining, Coming Out, Homophobia,
Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Self-
Hatred, Bullying, Hurt/Comfort, Falling In Love, Eventual Romance,
Protective Jeon Jungkook, jikook - Freeform, kookmin,
Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con
Stats: Published: 2019-11-05 Completed: 2019-11-25 Chapters: 8/8 Words:
17572

Together with You

by Ana_rivers

Summary

When his grandmother got sick, Jungkook had to move to Busan along with his mother.
What he didn't expect was to meet a boy named Park Jimin, the most loneliest and saddest
person he had ever met.

Notes

Hi,
This is my first time writing a fanfic, so I need all your love and support.
Give this story a chance and let me know how it is, so that I can improve on it.
Leave kudos and comments too.

In this chapter there is mention of suicidal attempt.

Also this fic is written in alternating point of views, beginning with Jungkook
 Chapter 1

Neither does he know what the curious boy is doing on the terrace nor why he is following him.
The boy is cute. This could be the reason. Or perhaps it's because the boy looks lost, eyes
unfocused, as if he isn't even aware of climbing up the stairs.

Jungkook can't deny the fact that it is perhaps the former reason why he notices the boy in the first
place. He looks too cute in the hospital gown.

He was on his way to the canteen when he sees the boy standing in front of the emergency exit in
his light blue gown. Jungkook stops to stare at him for a while. But the boy doesn't notice. After
contemplating for a while the boy opens the door and starts climbing up the stairs.

Jungkook is curious as to why he is taking the stairs instead of the lift, especially since the lift is
working and also because the boy looks sick.

He has to be sick, otherwise why is he in the hospital.

So he follows.

The bright sun is blinding, high above them when they reach the terrace. But this isn't what catches
his attention.

The boy is slowly walking forwards but his shoulders are shaking softly. Fear grips Jungkook. He
is frozen to the spot just in front of the door when reality of the situation strikes him.

He must have made some noise because the boy is now looking at him. Jungkook sees his face, his
beautiful angelic face. But a face that is puffed up and red perhaps due to crying, his lips bitten
raw.

He is confused. He doesn't know what he is doing on the terrace. He had climbed up in a haze. But
once he realises where he is, be breaks down. All the pain that he had tried to hide deep inside him
comes crashing down. Tears start rolling down his face.

He walks forward, slowly. He is in pain. His body aches where he had tried to stab himself a week
earlier. But that wound is healing. More than that his heart aches. He is living in a world where he
is hated by everyone. He doesn't want to live in a world like that. He doesn't want to feel any more
pain.

He hears a sound. A loud gasp, behind him. Terror seize him. Startled, he turns around to be met
by a pair of big doe-eyes staring at him. He can see fear in those eyes. The boy standing before him
looks out of place in his tight black jeans and leather jacket.

Who goes to the hospital wearing those?

They are staring at each other. The time stops. He doesn't know what the boy is doing here.

Did he follow me? Maybe he was already on the terrace. Maybe I just didn't notice him.

After staring for the longest minute, the boy slowly shifts his body forwards so as not to startle
Jimin. But he realizes what the other is doing. He shouts.

"Don't. Don't come any closer. If you do I'll jump."

The parapet is only a few meters behind him. All he has to do is turn around and jump. But
something is stopping him. He is scared. Then he hears the doe-eyed boy speaking for the first
time.

"Why are you doing this?"

"That is none of your business", Jimin replies curtly, his face burning with anger.

"It may not have been my business if I wasn't on the terrace right now. But now that's not the case.
If you jump it affects me as well.", the boy answers as if he suddenly got the power of speech.
"Then fuck off and let me die in peace"

The boy doesn't flinch in his sudden outburst of derogatory language.

"But I am already involved in this, aren't I?"

"Who asked you to, huh? Did you follow me here?"

"You are not thinking straight. I don't know what you are going through at the moment but I know
that this is not what you really want."

Jimin stares back at him, his stomach churning. His anger slowly turns to sorrow and despair.

"You know nothing", he says, his voice barely above a whisper.

And with this he breaks down, falls on his knees crying. His head hurts so bad, he just wants
everything to stop, all the pain to go away.

He can fell warm hands around his shoulders holding him down. Unlike what the other boy may be
thinking, he isn't going to make a run for it. Because at this moment he feels safe. Safe in the hands
that are wrapped around him. He slowly sinks deeper toward the boy holding him and he cries.

The last thing he remembers is the boy pulling him even closer, towards his warm chest. And then
he let go.

Jungkook is scared.

He hasn't felt this helpless in his entire life. The limp body of the boy in his arms, crying into him,
pulling him close towards his chest. This is when Jungkook realises how much the boy needs him.
He takes him in his arms, he is very light for his stature. It seems like he is all bones under the thin
cotton that is hugging onto his body.
The mop of blond hair and the plump red lips is all he can see when he carries the boy into the
hospital.

Seeing him, a nurse rushes towards him, bombarding him with questions. "I saw the boy faint."
That's all he says. He omitts all the unwanted information because he knows the boy wouldn't
appreciate it.

This is how he finds himself in the boy's room. Apparently everyone in the hospital knows him.
Perhaps he's been in the hospital for a long time. The blond hair is a mess above his head while he
is like a blot on a piece of paper, tiny on the big hospital bed.

Jungkook can't stop looking at him.

He is beautiful.

Beautiful despite the fact that Jungkook hasn't seen him smile yet. He tries to imagine how the boy
looks like if he is a happy. Does he have dimples? Does his nose cringe? But he doesn't know.

Even though the doctor put him back in his room, no one has come looking for the boy the past
one hour he's been here.

Not one single person.

But he doesn't inquire. He doesn't want to know. He is happy to just sit here next to the bed where
the boy is sleeping.

His fingers are small. Small and cute. He gets an urge to hold them in his hands, to caress them. So
he stretches across reaching for his hands when he feels the smaller boy move.

Not wanting to embarrass the boy further, but mostly because Jungkook has no idea what to do, he
closes his eyes, feining sleep. He press his eyes shut.
He can hear the sheets rustling, then it stops. He isn't sure if he can open his eyes yet. And then he
hears that sweet melodic voice with a tinge of playfulness.

"I know you are awake"

Jungkook opens his eyes with a sheepish smile on his face.

"What's your name?"

"J...Jungkook"

The other boy stares hard at Jungkook and so he can't bring himself to look back at him.

"I am Jimin."

Jungkook looks up to see a small smile forming on the boy's face. It is small but it is still
something. Jungkook can't help smiling back.

Jungkook doesn't know if it's his place to ask the question but he can't help it. "Why did you do
that?"

"Technically I didn't, 'cause you stopped me", Jimin says with an air of amusement.

Jungkook's stomach churns. He doesn't understand how the boy can speak so easily about what
happened on the terrace.

"It isn't funny, Jimin"

Jimin looks down at his hands and whispers, "No it isn't"

And before Jungkook can ask anything more, he says, "Please don't ask me anymore. I am not
comfortable talking about it, let alone with a stranger. I appreciate what you did for me. Let's stop
it there"

Jungkook takes this as his cue to leave. He stands up, his gaze falling on the smaller boy on the
bed. He doesn't want to leave though. He is scared to.

"Does anyone know you are here?"

Jimin looks up trying to read what is going through Jungkook's mind.

"Don't worry. I won't try to kill myself tonight, if that's what you are worried about."

"No. I mean...that's not what I meant. Hmm. I should probably go."

With a final look he turns around and starts walking towards the door. When he reaches the door a
voice stops him.

"Thank you Jungkook."

He can hear the sadness in his voice. So he turns around once more to look at the boy. But Jimin is
already facing away from him.

"Where the hell have you been, Jungkook?"

He can see his mother frantically running towards him. Her tone of voice makes him flinch but her
face shows nothing but concern.

"There is nowhere left for me to look. Where have you been? Why didn't you pick up the phone?
Do you know how many times I called? You know there is a purpose for that thing."
Jungkook had put his phone on silent mode when he came to the hospital with his mother to visit
his grandmother. He forgot all about it. He was preoccupied with Jimin, the boy he still can't stop
thinking about.

"I am so sorry mom. It's that I was on my way to the canteen when I saw a boy...um...he fainted.
So I was with him."

"Is he okay now?"

He hears a feeble sound coming from behind his mother. His grandmother is on the hospital bed,
IV stuck to her body.

"Who? The boy? Yeah...I think so. He was okay enough to tell me to get out." Jungkook scoffs.

"Are you okay honey? I was worried", asks his mother, concerned.

"Yeah mom. It's just that I didn't want to leave him alone...just yet."

All falls silent. He moves towards his grandmother. She had grown much older than the last time
he visited her. It was three years ago, for the summer. But this time it's not just a visit. But instead
he is here to stay.

Both his mother and grandmother are single parents. When he was two years old his mother took
him to Seoul so as to find a proper job. She couldn't live depending on her mother her whole life.
So she took her baby and moved to a place with far more opportunity. But his grandmother stayed
back in Busan. She is a widow, pretty much attached to the place where she lived with her husband,
the love of her life. He died quite early so that his mother doesn't remember him much. But his
father is a whole another story. Jungkook was born out of wedlock and the man ran away once he
realised that his mother was pregnant with his baby. She hasn't heard from him since.

"Are you going to keep standing there?"

Startled, Jungkook looks up at his grandmom. She is calling him towards her. He is ashamed for
not having a decent conversation with her till now. He sits in the chair next to her and takes her
extended hands in his.
"Are you feeling better?"

"For now." She smiles, wrinkles adorning her face like a discarded piece of paper. "I am old, aren't
I?"

"Hmm" He nods not having much to say.

"So have you settled in at the house?"

"Not really grandma. We just kept our luggage there and then rushed to the hospital."

"Then you must be tired. You should go. You are not scared to sleep alone, are you?"

He looks at her, bewildered and a little bit hurt. A hurt pride.

"Grandma! I am 17 years old. How can you ask something like that?"

"Well I am 65. And sometimes, even now, I am scared to live alone. You know, there is nothing to
be embarrassed about that."

He smiles sheepishly at her rubbing the back of his neck to hide the blush slowly creeping up to
his cheeks.

She remembers I am scared of the dark.

This brings a soft smile on his face, so he leans in to peck her cheeks.

"Alright so I'll go settle down. Mom, will you be staying with grandma tonight?"
He turns to his mother already knowing the answer to his question. She nods turning back to
arranging medicines in the cabinet.

"Tomorrow is my first day at the new school. So I might be gone by the time you get home. You
have your key with you, right mom?"

"Yeah yeah I've kept it safe. Just because I lost my key twice doesn't mean I'll always lose it you
know." She jokingly punch his hands, hug him and lets go.

"Now go. You stink. I know the beds gonna tempt you but please take bath first."

It's funny how much his mother knows him. Because when he finally gets home, that is exactly
what he does. He jumps into the bed without even changing his clothes.

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 Chapter 2
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

He has heard before that transfer students have it bad. So what he didn't expect was to make friends
on the first day of school.

What can he say, Taehyung is unlike any other guy he has ever met before. Also, he's never seen
anyone who talks this much. But more than that he's never seen anyone who can talk for hours
with a complete stranger.

"So you are the new kid, huh?"

Jungkook turns around to look at the origin of the question. He sees an exceptionally handsome
boy with a smirk on his face. He is leaning on the door of the office where Jungkook has come to
inquire about his classes.

"Yeah that would be me."

Jungkook smiles, holding back a little. He is not stupid enough to trust anyone who approaches
him.

"Jungkook, right? I am Taehyung".

He offers his hand but instead to taking it, Taehyung lunges into him as if they have known each
other for a really long time.

"You can call me Tae, 'cause everyone calls me Tae. It's a cute name isn't it? Anyway, what is that
in your hands?"

Without waiting for a reply Tae grabs the paper from his hands. He exclaims out loud.

"Dude, we are in the same class. We are gonna be best friends. Why is your face like that? You
don't want to be friends with me?"

What expression he has on his face, he has no idea. But he was horrified. Yes he wants to make
friends but when he is hurled into one as easily as this, he doesn't have time to even contemplate
the situation.

"Just kidding. Don't be scared of me. I don't bite."

No kidding. Barking dog never bites! Is that not the saying?

"Alright then. I'll be your guide for the day. Since it's your first day. Let's go to class"

He holds his wrist and drags him to the class. Jungkook couldn't stop the smile escaping his lips.
What he didn't expect was to make friends on the first day of school. And he's already made one.

The final bell doesn't even ring before Tae is on him, hanging off his shoulders.

"So there is this party this weekend at Hyunwoo's place. Hyunwoo is the big guy with the big
mouth.", he says pointing towards a hot guy surrounded by girls. "So do you want to go?"

Jungkook stands up and dumps everything on his table into his bag. He looks at Hyunwoo across
the classroom. He seems popular. And Jungkook doesn't like popular boys. They are mostly
assholes.

Reading his thoughts Tae says, "He isn't that bad you know. Just thinks he is better than everyone
else. Atleast he throws the most sick parties ever. You should come. Anyway if you wanna come,
just let me know by Friday okay?"

Jungkook nods. He has two more days to think about it.

For now I'll just go home and sleep it off.

When he enters the kitchen he is hit with the smell of yummy blueberry pies. This means his
mother is here. But that is when the note on the table catches his attention.

It says that she went back to the hospital and won't be back. There is something else on the note. It
says that there is an old Kia Pride in the shed for him to use.

A car? Is she saying that I can drive to school?

But I am underage. Has that stopped me before?

Hell no. Anyway l'll be 18 in what...like 6 months. So it doesn't matter.

Also he saw many kids drive to school. He was over the moon with joy. What if it's an old model
of Kia, he doesn't have to take the crowded bus anymore.

The keys were on the table next to the pie. He grabs a pie and bolts to the shed. Kia is surprisingly
in a good condition considering how old it is.

He doesn't mind the bright red colour either. But it needs a wash and he is more than ready to
pamper his baby so as to get her ready for school the next day.

Sun has gone down by the time he's done with the car. He goes back inside, locks up, wash himself
and is out like the light.

"How are you feeling now?"

"Like I want to die."

Jin winces at his reply. "Jimin-ah don't be like that. Aren't you tired of me yet."

He tries to cheer up Jimin. Kim Seokjin is Jimin's doctor. Every time he gets admitted, Jin takes up
the case. He likes the boy and genuinely wants to help him.

"But doctor I don't want to live like this. You know how it is. I have no one, no one who likes me."

"Who said so? You have me, you have your mom, you have Hoseok..."

He is cut short "Mom? You think mom likes me? She is embarrassed to have a son like me. And
she doesn't do anything when he...", Jimin starts fidgeting with his fingers, on the wedge of tears.

Jin holds him in his arms, rocks him to and fro.

"Can I take him home doctor?" , the soft voice breaks their embrace.

"Yeah sure. He is all okay now. Aren't you Jimin-ah?"

Not wanting to argue anymore he plasters a weak smile onto his face.
His mother has come to take him home. But he'd rather be at the hospital. At least he had his
favourite doctor here.

"Jimin let's go. Come on." She doesn't approach him to help him off the bed nor does she help him
into the car. He hasn't been embraced by his mother in a really long time. It hurts. More than the
physical pain, it is the mental agony he can't cope with.

At home he rushes upstairs, to his room. He doesn't know if his father is around. He isn't sticking
around to find out either. His room is his haven, the only place where he feels safe. No one else
enters his room, not even his father or mother. If he is needed all his father has to do is scream his
name and Jimin is down like lightning. He is scared of his father, who loathes him with all his life.

Is it my fault that I am like this?

He sighs falling onto the bed. He hears a sound outside, a sweet voice, humming to an old song.
Jimin moves to the window and looks out. He sees a boy washing the red car owned by his
neighbour. He hasn't seen that car in a while nor has he seen that boy before. All he can see through
the tree separating both houses is his messy brown hair and his baggy clothes.

The boy stops humming and looks up at the sky. Jimin startles. He moves away from the window
so as not to be seen, because he has seen those big black doe-eyes before. Eyes that he'll never be
able to forget.

Jungkook!

A smile softly creeps onto Jimin's face, a genuine smile. Jungkook is cute. He is like a baby rabbit
in a man's body. And Jimin has been hoping to see his face again. But what he is doing with the
car, Jimin has no idea. Because the grandma next door lives alone.

Maybe she hired someone to look after the place while she is in the hospital.

Jungkook again looks up at the sky and with a sigh opens the door to the house. It is getting dark
now. The sun has almost set. Jimin keeps staring at the house but he can't see much due to the
branches of the tree before him. He used to climb onto the tree through his window when he was
young. He doesn't anymore. Suddenly he gets the urge to do so.

But before he could, the light in the room opposite to his comes on. He is frozen to the spot, not
even daring to breathe. Then he sees the taller boy appear infront of the window. Jimin doesn't
move even an inch. But thankfully the boy cannot see him as his room isn't lit. Jungkook looks
outside the window for a minute and then draws the curtain close.

He releases the breath he didn't know he's been holding, his heart beating fast. With a sheepish
smile Jimin moves back to the comfort of his bed.
Jungkook! He is fucking with my brain .

"Sweet ride Kookie", whistles Tae running upto him.

"Where did you get it from?"

"Grandma", he says. "Will I get in trouble?"

"Oh don't worry. Mr Kim is cool."

Jungkook nods absentmindedly. Tae drags him towards their class. Jungkook is still tired even
though he slept early the day before. He yawns through the entire class. By the middle of the third
hour their class teacher, enters with a boy in tow.

Jimin?

What is he doing here?

Does he go to the same school.

This must be a coincidence.

Jungkook thoughts are all over the place. But through that he hears snickers, a few giggles and
someone clearing his throat from behind. Jimin keeps his head down, not looking up even once.

His thoughts are broken by the deep voice of their class teacher "You must all know Jimin. For
those who don't, he will be joining your class this year. So even though he is in your class,
remember that he is your hyung."

Hyung?

Jimin is my hyung?

But he is so small...and adorable.

What is he doing in my class if he's my hyung?

Jungkook has many unanswered questions. Jimin looks up then, his eyes brush across the entire
class but it rests on him. Jungkook's breath hitches. Jimin's eyes widen.

He is looking at me. Oh my god what do I do?

Suddenly Jimin looks away and sits down on the chair at the front of the class. But Jungkook's
eyes never leave him till the bell rings marking the end of the class. Jimin immediately rushes out
of the class.

"What a pussy!" He hears Hyunwoo snort from the back of the class.

The whole class starts talking at the same time.

"What is he even doing here? I thought he dropped out of school."

"He is back again to spread the disease around "

"Maybe he is okay now. Maybe that's why he's back."

"He'll never be okay. It is like a mental illness that can't be cured."

Jungkook understands that they are all talking about Jimin but he doesn't understand why everyone
is so shook by his sudden appearance.

"Come on, let's go eat. If I stay here any longer I'll lose my appetite", Taehyung says next to him.

The cafeteria is crowded as usual. He sits down next to Tae and his friends. He looks around trying
to find...

Yes found him...

The blond hair makes him look even more beautiful. His uniform is loose on his petite body, so
that he looks smaller than he actually is. He sees Jimin sit next to the grumpy boy from his class,
Min Yoongi. He noticed Yoongi the first day itself due to his indifference to the rest of the
students. He didn't even put in an effort to smile. What Jimin is doing with Yoongi God only
knows.

Perhaps it's because that is the only empty seat Jimin could find.

"Did your father finally beat the gay out of you?" Hyunwoo's voice thunders across the cafeteria.
Jimin stills and he looks scared. All Jungkook wants to do at this moment is to wrap himself around
Jimin just like he did on the terrace two days ago.

But instead he does nothing. He sees Hyunwoo and his gang walk towards Jimin, grunting out
insults and obscene comments along the way. Jimin cowers trying to hide inside his already big
uniform.

"Fuck off Hyunwoo"

Jungkook eyes focus on Yoongi now standing next to Jimin, with clenched fists.

Hyunwoo snickers. "Ooh ho what are you, his lover?"

"What if I am. Why do you care?"

"Because guys like him are vermins, disgusting. No wonder his father hates him. Maybe he should
beat him even more, beat him until he hates homos just like him."

Jungkook sees red. He grits his teeth and stands up.

"Stop it. Hyunwoo, my office right now", Mr Kim Namjoon orders, his nose red with anger. Tae
had said that he was cool.

"Wow I have never seen Mr Kim this mad before", Tae says next to him. "You okay?" Tae asks,
concerned.

Jungkook couldn't hold it in any more. He asks Tae why they are all treating Jimin that way.

"Because he is gay." Jungkook winces. Tae continues, "He came out last year. His father got mad,
almost killed him. He was at the hospital for a long time. That's why he is with us this year,
because he lost most of his classes."

"Do you hate him too?", Jungkook asks softly.

Tae looks at him bewildered.

"Of course not. Why would you think that. I am not a homophobe"

"Then why didn't you do something?"

 Tae hits back, "Why didn't you? You could've done something as well. From the tone of your
questions I don't think you are a homophobe either."

Jungkook shakes his head, not saying anything. They leave it at that. In the afternoon classes he
doesn't see Jimin.

Maybe he left after the incident.

His heart aches thinking about how the small boy sat through all those insults. Jungkook doesn't
know what he would've done if he was in Jimin's place.

When the classes are finally done for the day, all he wants to do is go home and sleep. He spent the
summer lazing around and now that he's at school he can barely keep his eyes open during the
classes.

He walks towards his baby, shining bright under the sun. Since Tae lives on the other side of the
town he can't give him a lift home.

But when he swerves the car out of the parking lot, he sees a blond head bobbing up and down
along the footpath. Without thinking, he slows down the car next to the boy, rolls down his
window and asks, "Can I drop you home?"

Chapter End Notes

I just wanted to post one more chapter.

My exams are going on at the moment. I should probably study instead of writing
fanfics. :P
I'll try to post soon though.
Thanks for all the support :)))
 Chapter 3

"Can I drop you home?"

Jimin startles. Looking to his left he sees a red car and inside he sees the boy.

Jungkook!

Warmth fills his chest just looking at him. But instead what he asks is "Why?"

"What do you mean why? I have a car, you don't. So I am asking you if you want me to drop you
home."

"You shouldn't." He says before he can stop himself. Jungkook raise a brow confused. So he
explains. "You shouldn't talk to me. They will hate you too."

"Let them. Does it look like I give a damn?"

Even though Jungkook is saying all this, he can see fear written on his face. But it was only just a
flicker and now it's gone. Jimin decides to take the chance and gets in the car.

Jungkook drives slowly. "Am I going the right way?"

Jimin just nods, fidgeting with his fingers. He is nervous to ask the next question. "Aren't you
scared you'll catch the disease too?"

"That is if I haven't already got it!" Jungkook exclaims with a snort.

"What did you just say?" Jimin isn't sure if he heard it right.

"Nothing. Just...don't think about it too much, okay? They are assholes. You shouldn't take
everything they say to your heart."

"I try not to. But I can't take all that hatred. I want to be normal", he squeaks.

He can see Jungkook turn to look at him through the corner of his eyes. "Who says you aren't?"

"You don't understand!", he complains out loud.

No one understands me. And no one ever will.

"Trust me. I do, okay? I understand quite well. I too am scared, you know." Jungkook's voice loses
its agility. He hasn't openly told anyone that before.

Jungkook turns left to his neighborhood.

"Shit. I forgot that I have to drop you first." He comes to a halt.

"Oh you are going the right way. I live in this neighbourhood too."

He swerves the car again onto the road, they sit in silence the entire ride home.

"Is your house nearby?" Jungkook asks when they reach his house.

"You can park in front of that tree."

Jungkook looks at him curiously. "Which tree? You mean the tree between those two houses?"

"Yeah. That's where you normally park the car, right?"

He blushes realising what he's done.

"How do you know?" Jungkook cocks his head to the other side to look at him.

"Because I live in that house." He says pointing to the house right next to Jungkook's. "I saw you
washing the car yesterday." He confesses, his face growing pink by the minute.

"Oh"

Oh? That's all he has to say?

Jungkook parks his car and they sit in silence. Just when Jimin starts to get out Jungkook says.
"You know, just because you are scared doesn't mean that you can't have friends."

He scoffs, "As if anyone wants to be friends with me"

"What about me? What do you say to us becoming friends?"

Startled, Jimin stares back at the boy still sitting inside the car in his baggy clothes with a stupid
smile on his face.

"You don't seem like someone who normally says that!" Jimin states with a sly grin almost
erupting on his face.

Jungkook looks slightly embarrassed, his face turning red under Jimin's gaze.

"I am not. I guess you are just an exception."

Is he flirting?

Oh my God, Jungkook is flirting with me.

Jimin smiles then. A full genuine smile. Something tugs at his chest, a feeling of bliss.

"See you around"

He doesn't turn back to look at Jungkook's face one more time. But instead, slams the door shut and
runs off to his house.

Did he just flirt with Jimin?

And what was that smile in the end?

By any chance, was Jimin flirting back?

Jungkook stays in the car for couple of minutes more trying to organise his thoughts.

Did Jimin just ignore his last question and run off?

Inside the house he finds his mother cutting up some apples. He takes in the smell of fresh
Calamansi juice.

"Jungkook. Son. You are home" Extending him the glass of juice "Here, drink this"
"How is grandma?"

"She is better. Much better. But before that tell me, how was school? Did you make new friends?"

The juice tastes way better than he remembers. "Yeah I made some. School's okay. I keep sleeping
during the class though."

"Oh. You should sleep more Kook-ah. Why don't you go freshen up. I am going back to the
hospital in a few minutes. You freshen up, eat these and take rest." She extends him the bowl of
apple she had cut up for him.

"Alright mom. Will I see you tomorrow?"

"Hmm...I don't think so. Perhaps on Sunday. Why don't you come visit your granny on Sunday?"

"Okay. Sunday it is. Alright I'll go now. You still haven't lost the key right?"

'You brat!", She playfully hit him on his back while he makes faces at her.

He goes upstairs to his room. He likes his room. It looks the same, the way it did when he last
visited his grandma, painted light green with a cream rug spread out in front of his bed, except for
the tree outside, which has grown wild now.

The tree makes him think of Jimin.

Holy shit! He's my neighbour.

Park Jimin is my neighbour.

I have a cute boy living next door.

His thoughts break when he hears a soft thud on his window pane. He walks over, draws the
curtain away to be met by the most beautiful smile he's ever seen in his entire life.

Park Jimin is smiling.

And when he smiles his entire eyes become crescents. Jungkook smiles back and waves. Jimin
immediately brings his finger up to his lips to shush him before shuffling through the books on his
table. He takes a book and writes something down. Finally when he is done, he holds it up for
Jungkook to see.
Jimin just gave me his number.

Jungkook yelps out of excitement. Seeing this Jimin throws his head back and laughs. Jungkook
immediately takes his phone and sends him a text.

Unknown

Hey

Jimin

who is this?

Jungkook looks up at Jimin through his window, confused.

Jungkook

this is jungkook?

u just gave me ur number?

Jimin

hehe just kidding ^_^

Jungkook

:P

so what do u normally do around here?

Jimin

what did Taehyung say?

Jungkook

what???

Jimin

u hang out with him, don't you?

didn't u ask him the same question?

Jungkook

I didn't have to

he can't keep his mouth shut

 he says there is a party this weekend

Jimin

hmm

Jungkook

r u going?

Jimin

I don't go to parties

also I haven't been invited to one

Jungkook

ever?

Jimin

no stupid

since last year

Jungkook

so apart from u not having gone, do u want to?

He glances up before sending that to observe how Jimin would react. There was this cute little pout
on his lips that clearly said that he doesn't hate parties.

Jimin

NO

Jungkook

y not?

Jimin

u saw what happened at school today :(

Jungkook

what if I go with u?

Jimin's eyes basically comes off of his face reading the text and Jungkook can't stop laughing.
Jimin

u wouldn't!!!

Jungkook

Are you doubting me

I'm hurt :((

Jimin

u shouldn't

Jungkook

y do you keep saying that?

Jimin

'cause I don't want u to, okay?

I don't want u to hurt like me

He doesn't want to press him far, so he stops there.

Jungkook

I wouldn't, silly...

let's not then

what else do u want to do this weekend??

what do u normally do?

Jimin

nothing much

stay at home, watch movies, go on walks

Jungkook

what do you say to watching movies with me?

saturday???
Jimin is now looking at him as if to ask him if he really means it.

Jimin

Okay

Jungkook

kay so its a date

I mean not a date date, but where friends hang out

we are friends right?

so we can hang out

Jimin?

He peers into the other's room, but Jimin is nowhere to be seen. He gets anxious wondering if he
scared the smaller boy off. Then his phone vibrates.

Jimin

sorry I had to take a moment to stop laughing

Jungkook

Brat

Jimin

I have to go now

ttyl?

Jungkook

Yeah

Jimin

also I would love to

Jungkook

love to what??

Jimin

to hang out with u this Saturday

Jungkook couldn't stop screaming at that. That night Jungkook sleeps exceptionally well.

"But why aren't you coming to the party tomorrow?", Tae is whining next to him dragging him
back to his chair. "You said you would think about it"

"I thought about it and I realised I didn't wanna go. Why the hell are you pouting? You know that
isn't gonna work on me"

"My pout works on everyone", he says pouting even more.

They are sitting in the cafeteria, the day almost coming to an end. Neither Jimin nor Hyunwoo and
his friends can be seen anywhere.

"Is it because of Hyunwoo?"

Jungkook cocks his head and looks at Tae surprised to have his mind read.

"That is one of the reasons"

"What is the other reason?"

"Oh my god don't you know when to stop? I am trying so hard not to spill unnecessary details
while you are here trying to pry everything out of me."

Tae doesn't take that as an insult but continues using his charm on him. "See? My pout is
working."

Jungkook shakes his head.

I want to let Tae on my secret but...

"Alright I'll tell you something. You are not supposed to tell anyone else. It's a secret. Okay?"

What the hell am I doing?

"Ooh I love secrets"

"That doesn't sound like someone who can keep them."

"No no. I am good at keeping secrets. I promise." Tae says intertwining his pinky with Jungkook's.

Alright here it goes. Let's see how Tae's gonna react.

"I am having a movie night with Jimin."

There it is. He said it. No taking it back.

"Jimin...as in Park Jimin?"

Jungkook nods furiously hoping this was just a dream.

"That's...umm... Care to elaborate?"

"Well Jimin is my neighbour. I saw him yesterday and asked him if he wanted to watch a movie
with me and he said yes" Jungkook blurts, not even stopping to catch his breath.

"So you like him?"

"No...I mean...yes as a friend. But not...not the way you think"

"Okay... cool!"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. He obviously needs a friend." Tae squints his eyes and looks at him. "But I can't believe he
said yes though. I mean you being a stranger and all... Maybe he likes you."

"What? No. What is with you and liking? Jesus!"

"Hmm. That was strong reaction from your part."

Jungkook feels his skin heat up under his gaze. Suddenly Tae grabs his thigh to get his attention,
pointing to his right.

"There he is."

Jungkook looks up to see Jimin in an oversized sweater almost covering his entire uniform, looking
cute as ever and perhaps even lost.

"Jimin! Come join us."

Jungkook almost spits out the juice he is drinking, coughing. "What the hell are you doing?"

Jimin turns around, a surprised look on his face. But when his eyes fall on Jungkook, his lips curl
up into a smile, a small but significant one.

Tae squeaks next to him, "Holy shit! He likes you too."

 Chapter 4

Jimin is walking towards them. Jungkook holds his breath, his heart skips a beat. Jimin looks
absolutely gorgeous in his oversized sweater.

This is one beautiful human being .

Jimin's pants are hugging tight onto his round ass, his entire body itself a paradox, cute and hot
merging into one.

Tae was even more excited at the unravelling of events. He pulls out the chair and if he were a dog,
he would've been wagging his tail by now.

He exclaims, "I am Tae. It's nice to finally yeah to you. Jungkook has be talking about you
forever."

Jungkook whines saying that is not so while Jimin's cheeks flush bright pink.

Jimin smiles at Tae his gaze sliding off Jungkook's face. "I have heard a lot about you too."

Tae cackles in satisfaction. "I bet you have. Anyway Jungkook here says that he is not gonna come
to the party tomorrow as he is hanging out with a certain someone else". He teases getting back a
proper embarrassed response from both party in front of him.

Jimin blurts out. "It's just a movie night. You can hang out with us if you..."

Before he can finish his sentence Jungkook screams "No". Slightly embarrassed at his own
response he explains, "Well I mean...you want to go to this party right? So...you can, you
know...perhaps if you want to...some other time."

"Dude. Stop it. I get it jeez."

He takes out his phone and extending it to Jimin says, "Hey can you add you number in? Who
knows perhaps I'd leave Jungkook's ass and be best friends with you instead."

Jungkook says, "Who says we are best friends? We only met like two days ago."

"Are you angry at me Jungkook-ah? Or perhaps jealous?

"Of what?", Jungkook scoffs.

"Of getting Jimin's number."

"Oh but he already has my number" Jimin states even before he could get those words processed.

"Oooh. I knew it." Tae taunts the other boys who have both turned beet red.

"Anyways, since you guys are spending tomorrow night together I want Jungkook-i all to myself
today. Sorry Jimin but we've got to roll. It was nice meeting you. I'll text you." He winks and drags
Jungkook out of the cafeteria.

Jimin just sits there wide-eyed and Jungkook murmurs a soft sorry before being dragged out of the
hall.

"Yeah mom?" He screams into the phone that is place between his ears and his shoulder. He is
currently on the process of finding an outfit for his late night date. Even though it is not a date he
wants to look good. And the funny thing is he's never, ever, dressed up for anything before in his
life.

"Son, you must be bored at home. Why don't you come by the hospital today. Your grandma has
been asking after you?" His mom says from the other end.

"But mom I've already made plans for today. You told me to come by tomorrow" He complains
into the phone.

"Oh are hanging out with you new friends?"

"Yeah"

"Okay that's good. I thought you must be alone at home. If you've made plans with yours friends,
it's okay." His mom sounds happy.

He looks through his wardrobe again and finally decides on a white t-shirt and a cargo pants. It
doesn't make him look like he dressed up while it doesn't give the impression that he doesn't try at
all.

He sighs and when he hears a knock on his window, he runs only to see Jimin sitting on the tree,
on a branch very close to his window. He slightly opens the window.
"What the hell are you doing up here?"

"Are you gonna open the window of not?" Jimin shoots back with a sly grin.

"If you are being haughty, I probably wouldn't." Jimin pouts at that, his cute puppy eyes at play.
He laughs and lets the smaller boy inside.

"So this is your room, huh?"

Jungkook is distracted by the attire Jimin has on and he wonders if he too has carefully chosen
what to wear. Seeing the tight jeans and the black and white striped t-shirt, jungkook thinks not.
But that doesn't mean the Jimin is looking bad in it. Truth be told the attire looks exceptionally
good on him that jungkook feels that nothing will probably look bad on the boy.

"Earth to Jungkook"

He looks at the boy his after getting hot at being caught staring. Jimin seems to have caught on to
the thoughts that are probably running through him at the moment.

"So what should we do?" Shuffling his legs, Jimin suddenly loses all his confidence once he is in
the other boys private space.

Jungkook motioning to his open door says, "I haven't eaten anything yet. I didn't think you would
come this early. Have you had dinner?"

Slowly nodding his head he says, "Yeah"

They climb down the stairs to the kitchen. Jungkook has dusted and cleaned the house earlier so
everything was in order. That too is something he rarely does. If his mom sees the house now she
would probably realise that Jimin is not "just a friend" to Jungkook.

Jungkook moves to the stove to make ramen while Jimin stay in the sofa in front of the television.

"You pick any movie that you want to watch. I'll come in a minute, this is almost done"

Jimin has taken up a comfortable position on the sofa with his legs up. Jungkook takes the still hot
ramen and sits down beside him.

Jimin was looking at him now. When he looks up he realises that instead of him, he is actually
looking at the delicious ramen in his hands. "You want some?"
Having caught staring, Jimin softly says, "If it's okay with you"

Jungkook moves closer to Jimin, their legs gracing, and offers him the food. Jimin eats it hungrily.

Looking at the smaller boy Jungkook feels warmth spreading through him "You didn't have dinner,
did you?"

This time Jimin replies truthfully, "No. But then again I usually skip dinner."

"Why?"

Jimin just shrugs not a saying anything.

"Why don't you eat this. I'll make one more. You look really hungry"

"No it's okay"

"Please. I want to"

Jimin doesn't say anything to that. By the time jungkook is back, the movie has already started
playing.

"Why did you choose a love story?" Jungkook enquires looking at the screen. He was not a great
fan of lovey-dovey movies.

"It's a tragedy. I like tragedies. I love to cry watching them"

"Okay"

He again settles down next to Jimin. Through the entirety of the two hours the movie was playing,
jungkook could think of nothing but the boy sitting next to him, his eyes puffy with tears trailing
down his face, sighing heavily next to him.

Jimin has slowly moved closer to him, reclining his head on Jungkook's shoulders. Jungkook
moves closer as well. He looks heavenly, smells heavenly.

Holy shit! Am I falling for Park Jimin?

He knew nothing about the boy except that he doesn't have any friends apart from him, he is very
lively and haughty when he is comfortable, he loves crying to tragedies, when he smiles earth stops
spinning and when he cries his heart breaks into pieces.

And that is what is happening at the moment. Jimin is crying his eyes out watching the movies,
sniffing into his arms he has wrapped around his knees. Jungkook slowly wraps his arms around
the boys, Jimin stills not breathing for a minute and then slowly fall towards the safe arms of
Jungkook. And by the time the film is over Jimin had already fallen asleep.

Jimin wakes up in a strange room. All he can remember from last night is watching a film with
Jungkook.

I feel asleep.

So I am in Jungkook's bed?

Jimin jumps out of the bed and looks around. He is fully dressed, the other side of the bed doesn't
look like it was slept on and the clock says 8 o'clock.

Not finding the other boy anywhere, he runs down the stairs only to find jungkook...

Is he making breakfast?

Damn! That smells so fucking good

His stomach grumples. It must have been loud because jungkook is now starting at him.

"Hey you're up. I didn't want to wake you up, you looked so peaceful. Also today is Sunday so I
thought maybe I should let you sleep a bit more" He smiles his bunny smile that Jimin cannot
resist.

Suddenly jungkook blurts out "I slept on the couch". His cheeks flush red.

Jimin smiles poking him with with his finger.

"You know, I should probably go now. My parents might be looking for me."
"Eat something and go. I made it for you"

"I am so sorry jungkook-i, but I really have to go. Maybe next time. Okay?"

Rushing upstairs, he slides the window pane and is back in his room. He checks his phone to see if
there are any calls or messages from his mother. Relieved that there is none he gets ready for
another stupid day. Although, with Jungkook in his life, he had something to look forward to.
Something new, something different, something nice and exciting.

By the time he is downstairs in his outside attire he calls out to his mother who is reclined on the
chair knitting.

"Is he gone?"

"Oh jimin-ah. Well...he never came yesterday." Looking at his clothes she says. "Are you off to
practice so early in the morning? Atleast eat something and go."

"No I am not hungry. Call me if anything's wrong"

His mom nods and says "and you be careful"

They have a silent agreement, Jimin and his mother. Both hates his father. He is abusive. If Jimin
doesn't listen to him, his wrath falls on his mother. But he despises his mother too. She is too
scared to even love her son properly. Their silent gestures and brief conversations are all that keeps
their relationship afloat. Dr Kim Soekjin says that his mother loves him. But he doesn't know.
'Cause her fear of her husband goes deeper than her love for her son.

His father is rarely home. He's thankful for that. Before jungkook, the only place he felt like going
to was to the studio, to Hoseok hyung. That is his temple, his religion.

Jungkook is back at the place where he first saw Jimin.

"Ohh Jungkook-i is here. Have you come to play Go with your grandma?" He gives her a soft kiss
on her temple.

"How did you know? That is exactly why I am here." He scrunches his nose up fondly.

Grandma looks better today. There is color in her cheeks and she is smiling widely, perhaps after
seeing her grandson.
"Why did you not come to see me huh? Your mom said you were with your friends. Did you have
fun?"

"Yeah" He can't stop smiling thinking about his late night movie session with Jimin. The way
Jimin's soft body was pressed into his chest, the warmth emanating, wounding Jungkook in a state
of bliss.

"Why are you blushing? Is your friend by any chance a girl?"

He looks up at his grandma amused. He hasn't come out yet, not even to his mother. He is kind of
sure that both his mom and grandmom will be supportive but he is scared to alter their views about
him.

What if they see me in a different light?

No one has ever questioned his sexuality. He hasn't really tried hard to hide the fact but it just
never has been questioned. The only person he has even come a bit closer to revealing is Jimin.

Perhaps Tae knows too. Otherwise he wouldn't ask me if I liked Jimin.

But he isn't scared anymore. He can't begin to image how courageous Jimin is for coming out in
such a homophobic society and horrible parents. He doesn't know the whole story but from what
Tae has said, Jimin is living a dreadful life at that house. Not to mention the fact that when he first
met him he was going to jump off a building. The same building he is in at the moment.

Which brings him back to his grandma staring curiously at him.

"I was with a guy actually. The boy next door? You might know him. The small cute one with
golden locks and a beautiful smile"

Shut up you idiot. That is too much information.

The room has gone silent. They were looking at him, slowly interpreting the situation.

"You like him!"

Nope. Not a question. That definitely was a statement.

"Yeah he is cool. Doesn't have many friends. We get along fine though. Yeah...so I guess...you
know...I guess I like him"
Jungkook shut the fuck up!

His grandma nods with a soft smile. "Good that he has you now. He is a keeper." But her smile
turns sad when she says that.

So he takes the chance to ask her more about Jimin.

"Does his parents treat him as bad as everyone says?"

"Oh you know. I mean...he should probably be the one to tell you this. But..."

"But?"

"His father is a sadist. That boy was always treated bad. But last year the abuses got out of hand.
Once he even came running to me crying for help. He fainted and I had to take him to the hospital.
He even has tendency to hurt himself..."

She let her words hang for a minute and continues

"Jungkook-ah promise me you'll look after him. What he needs is a little bit of love and care... And
I think you are capable of giving that to him"

He nods tears tugging at the edge of his eyes. He turns around to brush it off when he sees his
mother observing him. Then she walks towards him and hugs him tight against her chest. That is all
it takes for him to break down completely in her arms.

"I have to tell you something mom."

I know baby, I know. I've always known"

He pushes himself off her and looks at her face in confusion.

"What? You like boys, so what? Who you love doesn't matter 'cause you'll always be my sweet
little boy who used to fall asleep holding onto a penguin plushie, who cries whenever he sees
someone else cry, who has always taken care of me and I know will still continue to do so."

"I am not little anymore", he pouts.

His mom smiles through her tears. "Not so little anymore. Not anymore..."
 Chapter 5

Jungkook makes him feel strange things. New things that Jimin can't comprehend yet. He makes
his heart flutter. Warmth floods into his chest whenever he thinks of the boy, making him smile
despite himself. It is all so confusing and frustrating but also exhilarating.

Jimin texts him a few days later. After their movie night they saw each other once or twice at
school, but other than the small secret smiles they shared, neither approach each other.

He is sitting in front of his window when he sees the younger boy rush towards his window as
well.

The way Jungkook looks at him melts him to the core. No one has ever looked at him the way he
does. Jungkook looks happy to have received his message because Jimin can now see his bunny
smile. His cute little smile that makes his nose as well as his eyes cringe.

Jimin

what's up?

Jungkook

nothing much

just bored to death

Jimin

then y didn't u text me?

Jungkook

since u didn't, I thought u wouldn't want me to

Jungkook is scratching the back of his neck. It's something he does when he is embarrassed or
nervous. Jimin smiles at that.

Jimin

don't do that again

r u free tonight?

Jungkook

yea y?
 Jimin

do u want to come to my place

Jungkook

is no one home?

Jimin looks at him with his brows raised. Jungkook becomes red like a tomato.

Jungkook

no I mean will they be okay with me spending the night?

Jimin

they don't have to know

my dad isn't here...soooo

also come the way I came the other day

Jungkook

What??

Jimin read the text again and blushes seeing how the other boy might have interpreted it. Now it
was his time to get embarrassed.

Jimin

no I meant, use the window to enter my room

so that mom wouldn't know

Jungkook

Oh

Okay

Jimin sees a movement in front of him. Looking up, he sees jungkook climbing out his window
onto the trees, the branches shaking wildly. There is a look of uncertainty on his face. Jimin finds it
endearing.
He is so cute.

Now jungkook is shaking along with the tree. Jimin too climbs out his window onto a branch
closer to his window.

"It's okay. You are not gonna fall. I have done this before"

"But I haven't." Jungkook hisses.

"Don't tell me this is the first time you are climbing a tree."

"Sorry to disappoint you but in our apartment in Seoul we didn't really have any tree in our
balcony." He says bitterly.

"Kookie, look at me" This is the first time he is using that nickname. That itself gets his attention,
his eyes doing wide.

"Kookie?" He whispers.

"Alright put yours legs on either side of the tree and hold this trunk" Jimin says pointing to the
branch he is holding on to. When jungkook is finally stable on the tree, Jimin moves towards him
and fills the tiny space between the tree trunk and Jungkook. Jungkook's eyes widen understanding
what Jimin is doing. They are so close that he can feel the younger's breath on his cheek.

"Hold my hand" Jimin says with a commanding voice

Jungkook does what he is told. He couldn't really say no to anything the boy says.

"Now look around slowly. Isn't it beautiful? When I was young, I used to climb the trees almost
everyday. This was my safe place, where I could get away from everything." Jungkook is now
looking at him fondly.
"I used to imagine myself to be Mowgli then".

Both laughs at that. Jungkook doesn't look scared anymore, so Jimin says. "Look down, it's isn't
really high you know."

He continues, "if you fall you might break your legs or something. You won't probably die." Now
he can see fear written on Jungkook's face. His already wide eyes would pop out of the sockets if
he widens it even more. Jimin couldn't stop laughing at that. "I am kidding. I am kidding"
"Brat" but jungkook is smiling.

They sit there watching the sun set slowly, spreading hues of pink and orange in the sky.

He looks at Jungkook, his hair swaying messily in the breeze. His lips look chapped, yet beautiful,
very kissable.

He looks so handsome.

Jimin entwines their fingers together. He can feel Jungkook still right next to him, his breath
hitching. They look at each other. Jungkook's eyes slide from his eyes to his plump lips which
Jimin is biting nervously.

Jimin hasn't kissed a boy after Hyunwoo. Yes, the same Hyunwoo who is berating him and
spreading obscenities about him at school. But at this moment sitting on the tree with the only
person who can make him happy, he doesn't want to think about that shit-face or what he did to
him.

Jungkook moves his face closer to Jimin's and then Jimin freaks out not ready for it yet. "Don't you
want to see my room?"

Jungkook freezes before he he turns his face away from Jimin furiously nodding. Jimin tugs at his
shirt softly telling him to follow him into his room.

When inside, both don't know what to do. Jimin shuffles his legs watching jungkook move inside
the room taking it all in.

Unlike Jungkook's room Jimin's was full of life. He sees several pictures on the wall most of which
are of Jimin dancing. He moves towards the wall "You dance?"

"Yeah" Jimin sounds shy. He turns around to look at the small boy who is fidgeting with the long
sleeves of his sweater. "You look beautiful" He says not looking at the pictures but at Jimin.

Turning back he sees several pictures of Jimin with another boy. He feels angry, frustrated.

"Who is he?" He half growls not even understanding why those pictures were affecting him so
much. Now Jimin is walking towards him. "Hoseok hyung? He is my friend. My only friend before
I met you. We dance together"

"Is he just a friend?"

"Yeah. Just a friend" Jimin smiles.

Understanding how me must have sound, jungkook tries to change the subject. "So what do you
want to do today?"

"Can we talk a bit? I feel like I know nothing about you even though we are friends."

"Why don't we play truth or dare?" Jungkook says his eyes lighting up.

"What is that?"

"We ask each other questions alternately and we have to answer whatever the question is"

"Okay" Jimin climbs on his bed and motions Jungkook to so the same.

When they are finally settled in Jimin says, "Alright I'll ask the first question. Do you like you new
school?"

"Boriiiing. That is not how you play this game. Ask things that we probably won't be comfortable
asking our answering in a normal situation. But yes school isn't that bad. I hate the people though,
except for Tae and you"

"Are you gonna ask or do I get another chance?"

"You go" Jungkook says

"When was your first kiss?"

Jimin couldn't help but laugh at the way jungkook was looking at him. "You said I could ask you
whatever I wanted to"

Jungkook nods. "It was in 2nd grade. You can't really call it a kiss. A girl from my class attacked
me and truth be told it was more of biting than kissing. I cried home that day." Jungkook laughs at
his own memory tugging his hair behind his neck.

"So you like girls too?"

Jungkook stays frozen for a minute then a sly grin spreads across his face. "You only get to ask one
question. Now it's my chance"
"Why were you on the terrace when we first met?"

Jimin looks up at him shocked. He didn't expect him to ask that question ever.

"I am sorry I shouldn't have asked that. It's okay you don't have to answer" Jungkook suddenly
says.

"I was tired of living a life where everyone hatred me."

"You don't have to say. I am so sorry Jimin"

"No, I want to." After a few seconds of silence Jimin musters up the courage and continues. "My
father hates me since I came out last year. My mom is scared of him so she is scared of protecting
me. But he is rarely at home, so its okay. I have tried to commit suicide three times before we met.
I was in the hospital then as I had tried to stab myself. But it didn't work. They saved me."

"I am so sorry Jimin" Jungkook slowly rubbed his hands on Jimin's back and Jimin moves towards
him, towards the touch.

"Have you had such thoughts after that?"

Jimin's looks him in the eyes "Not since I met you"

"Hmm...good"

"It's my turn isn't it? So...do you like girls too?"

"Ha. You haven't dropped it yet, have you?" Jungkook nudges him with his toe. "No. Only boys.
But...before this Sunday only you knew about it. I kinda came out to my mom and grandmom"

"Oh my god. How did they take it?"

Jungkook shrugs "Mom said she already knew. They are okay with it."

"I love your grandmom. She is very sweet. She once took care of me. I think it was the first time I
was almost beaten to death."

He doesn't know why he is saying all this to Jungkook but he is comfortable to say.
Jungkookie isn't gonna hate me, is he?

God I hope not!

"She likes you too."

"What did she say? Did you guys talk about me?"

"No it's just that I told them I was hanging out with you last Saturday and grandma said that you
are a sweet boy and that I should..."

Jimin is waiting for him to continue the sentence. "You should what?"

Jungkook looks up at him sheepishly. "That I should look after you"

Jimin can do nothing but stare. His eyes are filling up at the moment. He suddenly wraps his arms
around Jungkook's neck, hugging him tight. Tears started falling easily. Jungkook hugs him back
by wrapping his hands around Jimin's waist. Jungkook pulls him closer until Jimin is sitting in his
lap, his head at the dip of Kookie's shoulder.

He smells good.

"I...I took bath before I came" Jungkook blurts out.

Shit! Did I say that it loud?

They slowly pull back looking at each other. Jimin felt like an open book sitting in his lap crying
into his neck. The moment was to intimate and he couldn't take it any more. "Is it my turn? To
ask?"

"No it's mine" Jungkook says still holding on tight. It doesn't seem like he is gonna pull back any
time soon.

"Can I kiss you?"

Cheeks flushing, he looks at Jungkook and nods in repose. As Jungkook's face moves closer to his,
he close his eyes until he could feel soft lips pressing on to his. Jungkook makes his heart skip and
his palms sweat. Their lips brush against each other for a while then Jungkook licks his bottom lips
and slowly takes his lips in his mouth. Jimin opens his mouth to let him in, Jungkook tongue
shaking around his. Jimin moans into the kiss and Jungkook pulls him even closer their chests
flush again each other. The kiss becomes intense, Jungkook's hands hovering near the hem of his
shirt, slowly pulling it up. Jimin gasps, Jungkook's cold fingers trailing up his waist sending
shivers all over his body.

Jungkook flips Jimin onto the bed attaching his lips onto Jimin's neck sucking hard at the skin.
Jungkook growls while Jimin is sitting under him, a moaning mess. If a few kiss is all it takes to
get Jimin to be like this, Jungkook can't even imagine what it would be like if...

Don't think about it now stupid

He peppers kisses along the contour of Jimin's jaw. Jungkook pulls back and looks at Jimin under
him, his lips red from kissing and biting. He looks at Jungkook from under his hooded eyes still
lost in the kiss they shared before. Both were breathing fast. Jungkook can feel his heart beating
faster looking down at Jimin biting his lips. "Don't do that. Don't bite your lips"

"Why?"

"Then I probably wouldn't be able to stop"

Jimin still hasn't moved an inch from where he is lying under him. Actually he cannot move with
so much weight on top of him. So jungkook slides off of him lying on his back right next to Jimin.

Jungkook looks out the window. It is already dark outside.

Will he kick me out?

"Will you stay the night?" He hears Jimin say as if reading his mind. He has turned to his side
facing Jungkook. Jungkook turns to him bringing his hands towards his cheeks slowly rubbing
along the sides of his jaw.

"If you want me to."

"Then stay the night." Jungkook smiles at that.

They stay in the bed just like that, smiling, looking at each other, their knees toughing. Jungkook
takes Jimin's tiny hands in his and squeeze. "Where were you all this time?"

"I was always here. What took you so long to come?"

"Now I am here right"

Jimin hums shuffling closer to Jungkook, placing his head on his shoulder. Jungkook brings his
arms around Jimin, hugging him close to his body. They stay like that till they are carried deep into
the world of dreams. Jungkook dreams of Jimin that night, dreams of him in his arms.

"Jimin" a loud, stern voice wakes him up. Recognising the voice, he looks at Jungkook lying next
to him. Jimin jumps out of the bed. He is scared. He is terrified.

Please God!

Not when Jungkook is here.

"You fucking faggot, come down this minute." The voice rings loud and clear in his room. He
looks at Jungkook who is now looking wide eyed at Jimin.

He looks angry.

"Jungkook-ah I want you to leave" His words leave his mouth. He knows it hurts not knowing what
is happening. But he doesn't want Jungkook to hear, doesn't want him to see.

"Jimin" he looks pleadingly at Jimin.

"Now" he says more firmly.

He turns around and runs out the door without even a final glance towards Jungkook standing near
the window helpless and scared.
 Chapter 6

He wakes up to a voice screaming Jimin's name. He glances at the boy in his arms who too is wide
awake.

He looks frightened.

"You fucking faggot come down this minute." The voice rings loud and clear in the room.
Jungkook looks at Jimin wide-eyed. He can feel anger rushing up his body, nose flare with his
hands in fists.

"Jungkook-ah I want you to leave"

Did I hear him right?

Why would he want me to leave?

Jungkook stands there uncertainly. He looks at Jimin pleadingly, begging him to let him take care
of the situation. But Jimin is adamant. He shouts, "Now".

Jungkook doesn't have to be told twice to know that Jimin doesn't really want him there.

Jimin turns around and runs out, banging the door close not even glancing back one last time.
Jungkook feels helpless.

That is his father, the one who hurts him.

He hears noises from downstairs and they aren't pleasant. The amount of curses his father was
throwing Jimin's way baffled him.

How can a father treat his son like that? Just because he is gay?

No, this isn't right.

And Jungkook knows that staying up there in Jimin's room is also not right given the fact that
Jimin had told him to leave, that too quite sternly. So that's what he does. He leaves. He climbs out
the window, onto the tree and finally into his room. It is 8 in the morning and bring a Thursday, he
has to go to school.
He is concerned about Jimin. He really is. But Jimin doesn't want him to. So he tries to keep his
mind off what happened this morning. Instead he focuses on their night together, their kiss. He's
never kissed a boy before. He's never really kissed anyone before. He was scared of letting others
know what he is. So he didn't even bother.

But Jimin! He makes him feel good, feel loved. He touches his bottom lips reminiscing the kiss
they shared last night.

My first kiss!

Atleast a proper one, one that I initiated.

He gets ready for school but he can't stop thinking about Jimin about what was happening to him
at the moment. So he decides to text him.

Jungkook

R u okay?

See you at school?

He keeps the text short not wanting to scare the boy off.

"Didn't your boyfriend come today?" Tae is being an annoying piece of shit as always and he just
isn't in the mood.

"I am not in the mood Tae"

"Oh. I take it your date didn't go well" Tae sounds hurt. Jungkook looks at him, feeling sorry for
taking it out on his best friend. "I didn't mean to be rude. It's just...I don't feel good."

"I am sorry Jungkook-ah. Did he say something?"

"No. No. The date went well actually", he mumbles, heat rising to his cheeks, dropping his gaze to
the floor.
"Then what's wrong? Why are you being so grumpy?"

"I didn't talk to him after that okay. He didn't reply to my text. He didn't even come to school
today."

"It's okay Jungkook-ah. This is all new to him. Maybe he has a hard time trusting you. Give him
some time yeah? You know what he is going through at school, at home. Maybe he needs some
time."

Jungkook can do nothing but nod.

Yes, I am gonna give him time.

"So cheer up. Let's go to Café Doro after class. It's on me."

And just like that Tae made his day almost bearable. But he just couldn't take Jimin off his mind.
The way that man was screaming those obscenities at him.

He wanted to see his grandma, talk to her.

Maybe I'll go visit her after school tomorrow.

He can't believe he is going to ask his grandma for advice on his love life.

Love life?

I mean, we are more than friends right?

Friends don't kiss.

And his grandma isn't glad to hear the news of what happened, scolding him for not reaching out to
Jimin.

"But I texted him and he didn't reply", Jungkook whines.

"You texted him once. Go to his house or something. Make sure his father isn't there though. You
wouldn't want him there".

He was in a slightly better mood after taking to his grandma but today morning he is nervous. He is
pacing in his room clearly scared to go up to his house.

Jimin wouldn't like that, would he?

What if he hates me?

Nah that's not possible, he kissed me.

After a painfully long interior monologue he decides to take a chance. Gathering as much courage
as he can muster he rings the calling bell to Jimin's house. After a few seconds he is met by a small
woman who he immediately recognise as Jimin's mom due to their similar button nose and
beautiful eyes. She looks alarmed and doesn't open the door wide.

"Can I help you?"

"Mrs Park I am looking for Jimin. May I speak to him?"

"He isn't here. Who are you?"

She looks scared??

"I am Jimin's friend, Jungkook. I live next door."

"But my Jimin doesn't have any friends."

At that Jungkook smiles cause she was kinda pouting while saying that and that pout looks very
familiar to him.

"He has me. Can you please tell me where he might be. I didn't see him at school and I got
worried."

"He didn't go to school?" She bite her lips worried. "Then he might be with Hoseok at the dance
institute"

Finally getting all information from his mother, thanking her and telling her that he meant no harm
he goes to the dance institute.

He knew Jimin danced, he saw many pictures on his wall. But he's never really seen him dance.
The address Jimin's mom gave is close to their school than he thought. He looks up to find a bright
name board with the name of the institute -- which cannot actually be called an institute
considering the size of the building. It is small and might only contain one studio or something.

He can hear soft music coming from within and he doesn't waste any more time lingering outside
like a stalker. There is a waiting room but it is empty and to its side he sees two studios. The first
one is empty and when he nears the second one he sees a figure swaying along the rhythm of the
music.

Without even turning around he can say that it's Jimin. He's seen no one else with such a perfect
body. A body lean and soft but at the same time thick at the right places. He was wearing tight
black slacks and t-shirt, big enough to engulf him.

Jungkook is drawn to him. He catches his lower lip between his teeth as he watches, unable to tear
his eyes away, entranced because this isn’t just a dance. It is something more. He feels like Jimin is
floating in the air his body rolling with the music.

Jungkook doesn't even realise that he's opened the door until Jimin turns around to stare at him.
Jimin looks...

startled?

Is it in a good way? I can't say?

"What are you doing here?" Jimin sounds distant and hurt. Jungkook panics and is about to run off
when he hears a soft mumble "You can come in, you know."

Fidgeting with his hands, they stand in an awkward silence. "It was beautiful" he says, "the dance".

Jimin hums, "Did you come here to see me dance?"

"Fuck Jimin. You just disappeared. I didn't know where you were, I texted you and when you
didn't reply I thought you wanted some space and then you didn't come to school. I was worried."

Jimin is looking at him, his eyes never leaving his face. "How did you know I was here?"

"I asked your mom."

"What? Why would you do that?"

He moves away from the door towards Jimin standing in the middle of the room, soft music still
playing in the background. "What else should I have done huh? Wait for you to call? What if you
never did? I thought you ran off or something" He halts a few feet away from Jimin and whines, "I
thought you were avoiding me".

"I was avoiding you"

Jungkook stares at him speechless.

The audacity he has...

"Because I...because I didn't want you to leave as well." Tears started rolling down Jimin's face and
before he can turn away from him, Jungkook rushes forward wiping them away. He keeps his
hands on Jimin's face, cupping his cheeks.

He is so fucking adorable. Is it sadistic to say that he looks beautiful when he cries?

Soft sniffles are all that can be heard from Jimin's side. So jungkook takes hold of his wrist and
tugs him towards the wall and sits down pulling Jimin along with him. "Dancing makes you
happy?".

Jimin looks up at him and nods. "So you were here the past two days?" Jimin nods again.

Suddenly he gets the urge to take the smaller boy in his arms, keep him close, away from all the
hurt and sadness. And that is exactly what he does, keeping his legs on either side of Jimin,
Jungkook hugs him close to his chest. Softly kissing Jimin's head, he whispers, "I am never gonna
leave you."

Jimin goes stiff in his arms and Jungkook continues, "That is, if you don't want me to."

Jimin slowly moves back into the comfort of Jungkook's warmth. Then he slowly turns towards
Jungkook, straddling his hips and hiding his cute little face in Jungkook's hair. "Can we stay like
this for a minute?" He asks not looking up.

Jungkook nods and realising that the boy can't see him he says, "As long as you want"

They stay like that till they are interrupted by a loud voice "Jimin-ah why are you still
here...woah...Jimi...?"

He had never moved this fast in his entire life. One minute he was flush against Jimin's body and
the next they are standing a meter away from each other.
The boy who has just came looks familiar. It is the one from Jimin's pictures on the wall. Yes, the
one who he dances with, his only friend. He is older than Jungkook, much older.

"Hoseok hyung. This is Jungkook." Jimin softly says pointing towards him.

And before Jungkook can reply the tall boy is right in front of him. "Jungkook? Oh right, the boy
next door? Wow Jimin-ah you were right he is really handsome." Hoseok giggles making Jimin
red.

"Hyung..." , Jimin whines softly nudging him.

Jungkook can't stop the smile that is itching to take over his face. He can imagine how stupid he
must be looking right now. That too in front of the boy he likes.

Wait...what?

I like him?

Oh my god I like Park Jimin.

"Jungkook you okay?" Hoseok asks. "There seems to be some kinda conflict taking place in that
head of yours"

"No...I was just...you know..."

Hoseok is now laughing. And man is he loud. "You are so cute. No wonder you feel for him,
Jimin-ah"

"Okay that's it hyung. We are leaving." Grabbing onto Jungkook's hands he pulls him out the door
and shouts back "I'll text you later". Hoseok is looking back at them fondly.

"It's cold let's get inside the car"

Once inside the car and in the comfort of the heater jungkook can't stop but notice how happy
Jimin looks at the moment. He was looking miserable a while ago even though he was dancing.
But now Jimin looks content.

"Sooo... You think I'm handsome". Jungkook cant stop the smirk that appears on his face.
"Aahh. Not you too" Jimin rolls his eyes but giggles covering his face with him hands.

His hands... That is something else.

How can his hands be so small and cute and chubby?

"What are you doing?" Jimin looks at him curiously.

Jungkook is holding Jimin's hands in him dragging circles on the knuckles. Then he leans forward
and kiss him on his lips softly feeling the puffy lips against his own.

"Do you want to spend the night with me?" He sighs into the kiss and feels Jimin's lips forming
into a smile.

"I didn't... No that's not what I meant...I"

He is cut off by Jimin's teeth biting into his lips. He reaches up, cupping Jimin’s face in his hands,
his lips slotting with the smaller man’s. He kisses him, slow and deep, taking his time to memorize
the shape and softness of his mouth. He tastes like mint and he likes it.

Drawing back he place kisses alongside Jimin's jaw, face burying against his neck as he kisses
along. He doesn't want to let go. So Jungkook holds on sucking onto the soft skin of his neck.

"Kook-ah let's...let's go home" Jimin moans into his kiss finally letting go.

Jimin is a sight at the moment. He looks wrecked just from those few kisses and Jungkook
wonders how he would look under him.

Shut up brain! Goddamn it!

He curses.

The ride home is silent. But once they reach their tree Jimin says "You go in. I'll come through the
window."
And he hops off to his house.

His heart his beating wild against his ribs it hurts. Once Jimin is inside his room he can't stop
taking him in his arms, kissing him with everything he has, feeling him with his whole body. His
hands slip down and around Jimin’s waist, and he feels him sigh into the kiss. He sounds and feels
content, leaning completely into Jungkook as they kiss.
 Jungkook pushes him against the wall kissing him along the way. Jimin’s hand slips into his hair
fitting perfectly inside his wild curls. He feels good, tastes good, and all those feelings he'd kept at
bay surfaces at that moment, the moment when Jimin moans into the kiss.

Holding Jimin feels amazing. How could he possibly worry about anything when Jimin is pressed
so close to him, tongue curling with Jungkook’s inside his mouth. Soft gasps escape Jimin when
Jungkook's hands move down towards his ass softly squeezing them and Jimin moves his hips
forward grinding against his body.

Jimin freeze in his arms suddenly pulling away from him throwing curses along the way.
"Jungkook I am so sorry. I shouldn't have done that"

Jungkook doesn't know what to say to that.

That I am sorry too?

But I am not.

I liked it.

"Jungkook-ah I liked it too." Now Jimin is back in his space again sliding his hands behind his
neck. "But we have to wait. We are young and also we have to figure out what is happening here,
between us."

He pauses. "Atleast I have to. I am scared Kookie. I am scared of what I am feeling for you."

Warmth floods through him and he takes Jimin in his arms placing him on the bed. Jimin is
fidgeting with the long sleeves of his t-shirt, not meeting his eyes.

"And what is it that you are feeling for me?"

Jimin raise his head just to glance at Jungkook before shrugging "I don't know. I don't want to
know"

"Why?"

"Because I am scared", he cries exasperated.

"Scared of what? Falling in love with me?"

All he does is nod, still looking down at his hands.

"But why?"

"Because I am scared that you will hurt me the way...the way he did..."

He??

Now Jimin is looking up, his eyes filled to the brim with tears. He sniffles climbing into
Jungkook's lap. Jungkook doesn't understand what is happening. One minute Jimin pushes him
away and the next minute he is in his lap snuggled onto his body.

"Who?" With a slight shake off his head Jimin resigns into his body.

"Jimin I can't understand what you are feeling if you don't open up to me okay" He shakes the
smaller boy until he is looking up at him.

"Yeah. But not today. Please"

Jungkook nods. He is ready to give him time, to heal, to trust.

"I am a little tired. Can we go to sleep?" He can't deny him anything.

They recline onto the bed, jungkook staring up at the ceiling. "Jungkook-ah can you hold me?"

Jungkook moves closer covering the tiny space between them, spooning Jimin from behind.
There’s a deep breath and a sigh from Jimin, and then he falls into his embrace.

Jungkook’s eyes feel heavy and tired. He wants to fight the sleep and stay up till Jimin falls asleep.
But the way Jimin's chest moves up and down under his arms is the most soothing feeling ever and
he himself drifts off to sleep.
 Chapter 7
Chapter Notes

WARNING: Mention of rape, abuse and suicide attempts.

"Why exactly are we going together?"

Jungkook tilts his head to peek a glance at Jimin sitting next to him. Slowly moving his hands to
hold Jimin's he says "Because I like you".

Jimin can't stop the way his heart beats every time he hears Jungkook say that. He wants to hear it
over and over again. "Say that again."

"I like you Park Jimin."

"Once more"

"Oh my god you are so annoying. I seriously wonder why it is you of all the people that I like."

He pouts at that but his heart is about to burst with joy. He giggles falling onto the dashboard.
They are on their way to school, together. Jungkook said that he is ready to face whatever that is
gonna welcome him at school, that he is tired to hiding behind the false facade of heterosexuality.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Jimin asks him for the hundredth time just to make sure.

"Never been so sure about anything else in my life..." He pauses glancing towards Jimin with a
smug expression. "...except for my liking for this stupid boy named Jimin."

Monday has never been exciting for Jimin. But for the first time he wants to go because he is not
alone anymore. He has Jungkook with him, although he does sometimes wonder if Jungkook will
run off too.

No I should trust him more than that.

He likes me.
Sunday was an uneventful yet wonderful day for him. The whole day was spent with Jungkook, at
his house. With nothing to do, they lazed around the house, sharing sweet chaste kisses. He loves
kissing Jungkook. He makes him feel special as if Jimin is so much more to him. And Jungkook
was the one who asked him to go to the school with him, not heeding any warnings by Jimin.

But Jimin doesn't know what is gonna happen. But he is ready to take a chance, ready to trust
jungkook and love him.

Love him!

I don't know what I am feeling for him but it is much more than that liking.

As they roll into the school parking lot, Jimin can feel his palms getting sweaty. He is scared. But
jungkook takes his hands in his.

"Jungkook-ah don't." He says trying to pull his hands from the strong grasp of the taller boy. But
he doesn't let go.

"Jungkook-ah wait. Let's go slow okay. Let's just...let's act normal today, like we are just friends or
something and see how they react..."

"Okay." Jungkook let's go, his hands falling to the sides. "Let's take it slow. I'll hold your hand
tomorrow." A wide grin is plastered onto his face, Jungkook skips towards the building. He stops
looking back at Jimin and asks "Are you gonna stand there all day. Come on baby, move your fat
ass"

He winked.

He fucking winked.

What if someone saw that?

God this boy is making me go crazy.

Stares are what greets them both at school that day. But he decides to stick by Jimin's side no
matter what.

"So are you guys dating now?" Tae's smug expression drives him nuts. Being a free hour, they sit
around their desks with Tae trying to know more about Jimin. It seems Tae takes an adorable liking
to Jimin. Why wouldn't he because if you get to know him, no one can hate that kid.

"Annoying as ever, aren't you?" He scoffs trying to feign disinterest.

Jimin giggles, his eyes disappearing with his smile making Jungkook’s heart stutter. No matter
how much he tries to looks away he just can't. Jimin's eyes, lips and his face in its entirety is
beautiful, shining brighter than anything now that he is smiling. He is smiling more now.

I guess he is happy.

"Man you are so whipped!" cackles Tae looking right at him apeing whatever dreamy expression
that Jungkook has on his face. His face heats up with embarrassment having caught red-handed
staring shamelessly at Jimin.

It's not my fault that Jimin is adorable.

His thoughts are shattered with the intervention of that mighty and menacing voice of Hyunwoo's.
"Have you fucked him yet Jeon? Disgusting!" The words ringing in his head, making his blood
boil.

Jungkook gets an uncontrollable urge to protect Park Jimin which propels him forward,
overwhelming any other thought and emotion.
"What's your problem man?" He shouts ready to beat him up.

But he is stopped short by that sweet voice from next to him, which now sounds quite threatening.

"You weren't so disgusted when you were tapping this ass", Jimin says devoid of any kind of
emotion.

Hyunwoo cries with a tremor in his voice. "Shut your cock-sucking mouth Park."

Jungkook stays frozen losing all of his will in protecting Jimin. It seems like Jimin's got control of
the situation and Jungkook doesn't want to interfere. Atleast not yet.

"Do you have a problem with that? I am not sucking your cock. Or is that what you want?" Jimin is
smirking now, almost mocking the boy who stands there, tail between his legs, ready to flee.

"Fuck off faggot" Hyunwoo shouts and bursts out of the class.

The class is silent, afraid to even breathe lest something bad befalls them. "All right folks,
entertainment is over." Tae says standing up

"What was that Jimin?" Jungkook whispers close to his ears so that only he can hear.

Jimin looks up at him. All that bad boy, rebel strength he had shown just a few seconds ago is
completely wiped off of his face. Now all he can see is misery and gloom. "He is the one I told you
about. The one who ran off leaving me behind."

Jungkook doesn't comment neither does Tae. But he has lots of questions swirling in his mind
itching to know what Jimin meant. He has some idea considering what Jimin had told him earlier.
But in whatever way he thinks, he can't connect that with Hyunwoo.

He wants to know what happened to Jimin, what Hyunwoo has got to do with it. But more than that
he wants to take Jimin in his arms and keep him there forever, away from all the assholes Jimin
seems to have in his life.

"Do you want to skip rest of the classes?"

Jimin nods trying to smile through his pain. But Jungkook knows. He knows that smile cannot
define what is going through his head at the moment.

"Where do you want to go? To the studio?"

Jimin nods again. He doesn't say anything on their way to the studio. But by the time they are back
home it seems like he is feeling much better. But still he doesn't talk about it.

When they are on the bed that night cuddling, Jimin opens up his heart pouring out whatever he
had hidden deep within, all the horrible things that happened to him, all those nasty thoughts he
had.

"My father used to abuse me even before I came out." Jimin says shifting slightly in his hold trying
to look at the younger boy. Jungkook looks back at him not knowing what to say to that. So he
keeps quiet.

"And his abuses were not limited to verbal either. He raped me for the first time when I was seven.
Atleast that is my first memory of him fucking me. And that hasn't stopped since."

Jungkook stares at him wide-eyed. He knew Jimin's father hurt him but he never thought it was
sexual. Seeing the terror in Jimin's eyes he says, "It's okay. You don't have to say anything."

"I want to" Jimin insists. So he falls silent.

"The worst part is, my mom knows about it. He threatened to kill us if we ever breathed a word of
it to anyone. She was so scared, she told no one and never helped me, not once. Yes she helped me
after everything was done, still does that. But she never stopped him from hurting me. Whenever
he came home drunk she would retrieve into the house leaving me there with that monster, to have
his way with me. He devoured me, broke me into pieces even I am not able to piece back together.
I was also scared and just like her, never told anyone."

Jimin's eyes are shining under the soft moon light that is seeping into his room through the
window. Jungkook brings his hand upto his face, softly caressing his cheek. Jimin pulls into the
touch like metal to a magnet.

"But without telling, many knew. But not the extend of his cruelties. Jin hyung knows about it
though because he is my doctor. He came into my life after I attempted to suicide last year, the year
when I started showing resistance. The resistance didn't change much but I got two people who
cares about me in my life, Jin hyung and Hoseok hyung. And I found my passion for dancing. I
begged them not to tell anyone, I don't know why anymore. But they kept their words, all these
time. Even though my father raped me all these years, he never showed any anger towards me. The
anger and hatred began last year after he found me with Hyunwoo."

Jungkook looks up, startled at the mention of his name. So to further clarify Jimin continues. "Yes
Hyunwoo, the one and only. The stupid me fell for him. He was my junior and new to school.
Being sweet and friendly, he warmed up to me the moment we met. He was different then, maybe
that's what I thought. Anyway I took it upon myself to show him around the town and soon we
became close and only when he kissed me one day did I realize my own sexual inclination"
Jungkook hiss at the thought of Hyunwoo with Jimin.

"I thought I loved him, I thought he did too. But that all changed that fateful day when my father
decided to enter my room for the first and the last time. And being the coward that he is, Hyunwoo
climbed out the window and ran away. That is when my father started calling me names, hurting
me even when he is not fucking me, beating me till I can't walk. But I thought it would be okay as I
had Hyunwoo. But the next day at school he hurt me more than my father had ever hurt me. He
left me broke inside. Hyunwoo's revelation about me in front of the entire school lost me of my
friends and I was never the same. And that is when I started finding out ways to end my life."

He sighs into Jungkook's hands that are still holding his face, drawing circles on his neck. "So now
you know, all about me. So you can choose whether to stay or leave, I won't judge. But I don't want
to be hurt like that again, the way Hyunwoo did." Jimin is crying now, his face stained with tears.

He suddenly pulls Jimin closer to him.

"I am so sorry Jimin for all you had to go through. I had no idea. But now I am here, and I am here
to stay. You are not getting rid of me any time soon." He kiss Jimin through his tears. The kiss is
messy and sloppy, salty with both of their tears mingled together.
"Don't say things like that to make me feel better", Jimin is sobbing in his arms, his shoulders
shaking.

"I love you Jimin."

Jimin looks up at him. It is dark and he can barely make out his face, but Jimin looks beautiful
under the soft glow of the half moon. Round cheeks, plump lips, beautiful eyes puffed up due to
crying so hard.

Jungkook takes his face in his hands and place a deep chaste kiss on his lips and says firmly, "I
love you Park Jimin. And your past is not going to change that."

Jimin half smiles but mostly cries, tears falling down faster, which Jungkook feels to be more from
happiness.

"All these things that I have been hiding inside me was slowly eating me away and I don't want
that Jungkook-ah. At least not now that you are here. I want to be strong. Together with you, I can
be strong."

He squeezes his hands. They lay there on the bed, bathing in reach others warmth, their scent
mingling into something even more beautiful. He suddenly gets up, motioning Jimin to do the
same by tugging him. "Come with me. I want to take you somewhere".

"Now? Kook-ah it's almost midnight."

Jungkook just scoffs murmuring something along the lines of "as if you are gonna sleep now" and
drags him into the car.

"Atleast tell me where we are going"

"It won't be a surprise if I tell you"

Jimin pouts but looks excited and happy. Jungkook knows how much the boy likes it. So he keeps
driving till they reach...

"Don't tell me we are going to school?"

Jungkook laughs at this whiny Jimin he has with him. The more Jimin got comfortable with him
the more Jungkook realise how much different he is to the Jimin everyone else knew.

Once they've parked the car he takes Jimin's hand in his pulls him in for a brief kiss and walks
towards the school.

"No I am not jumping in there. Do you know how cold it must be" Jimin is whinier than ever
holding onto his clothes that Jungkook is trying to take off of him. Jungkook is already standing in
the cold, stripped down to his boxers waiting for Jimin to do the same so that they can have a nice
swim in their school's swimming pool. But Jimin is just not having it.

"Jimin-ah if you don't comply I'll just push you into the water. You don't want that, do you?" He
smirks.

Jimin's eyes widen and he turns to flee but Jungkook's hands are already on him, who picks him up
and jumps into the water.

He swims to the surface pulling Jimin along with him gasping for air, then Jimin is all over him
clutching for dear life.

"Fuck jungkook" He looks scared and pale as ice. "Don't let go".

"You can't swim?"

Jimin shoots him a threatening glare. "You could've asked me that before you threw me in here"

Jungkook laughs his loud cackle resonating inside the hall. He slowly swims to the middle, Jimin
still holding onto him. "Jungkook-ah don't let go", he whines.

He stops to look at the scared little boy in his arms, brushing their noses together he whispers "Oh
baby, I am never letting you go"

That was all it took for Jimin to smile, fear slowly disappearing from him beautiful face. "I love
you"

Jungkook's heart stops for a minute.

He loves me.

When he had told Jimin he never expected the boy to say it back already. "I love you too Jimin"

Jimin laughs throwing his head back. Then he shouts out loud "I am in love with Kookie" before
hiding his face in the crook of his neck.

"Jimin kiss me"

They kiss but it's different from how they kissed last night. The kiss they share now is slow and
intimate, their tongues snaking around each other. They pull back after kissing for a long time, out
of breath. Their lips are bitten red, Jimin's pale face now a shade of red.

"Do you want to go to Seoul with me?"

Jimin stares at him dumfounded. Kissing his cute little nose softly Jungkook says, "Leave this
shithole and come with me."

Jimin smiles smashing his lips onto Jungkook's.

 Epilogue
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Jimin is screaming with excitement. He just got his confirmation letter from the University of
Seoul and he can't wait to tell Jungkook.

He runs towards the younger's house. His mother opens the door.
"Jungkook-ah Jimin is here" She smiles warmly at him. "Did something happen? You look so
excited."

Jungkook is down the stairs in a flash, wrapping himself around Jimin. "Guess who got scholarship
to Seoul University of Arts?" Jimin asks with a smug expression.

"Oh my god you got in? Baby that's amazing"

"Why do you sound surprised? I knew I was gonna get in" He says staring at Jungkook.

"Says the one who was mopping around for day". Jungkook tickles him.

"I wasn't mopping" Jimin sticks his tongue out.

Yeah he was mopping around for days. Their graduation day is already close and when he didn't
get the letter he was worried, worried that he might have to stay back in Busan. Jungkook had
promised him that no matter what, whether he got in or not, he was gonna take him to Seoul. But
now not only does he get to be with Jungkook, he gets to pursue his dream. He was good at
dancing but more than his talent, dancing is something that kept him floating, kept him alive the
past two years.

Jungkook's mom and grandmom congratulates him on getting in. Grandma asks, "What did your
mom say?"

Jimin's face falls "I haven't told her yet. I am planning to tell her the day after tomorrow, after the
graduation ceremony".

Also Jimin isn't going to tell his father anything. His father is still clueless about everything, even
Jungkook. And he wants things to stay that way. Jimin doesn't want things to go down at the last
moment so he endured through his father's abuse. Jungkook wasn't and still isn't happy about
Jimin's decision to let that man hurt him. But he kept quiet, respecting his decisions without any
question.
But even then Jungkook has been there for him. Whenever he hears the curses thrown at Jimin, he
would climb into Jimin's room and quietly waits, to make him better when he comes back all
wrecked and broken by his father. Also because of the boy he got two new people in his life, mom
and grandma. When grandma was finally discharged from the hospital they took him in like their
own son. Now all he can think about is that he is gonna miss them once he and Jungkook leaves for
Seoul. He'll probably miss his mom too and definitely Hoseok hyung, his dance partner and only
friend till he met Kookie.

Jimin is more than thrilled now that the graduation ceremony is done and over with. His mom
skips his graduation ceremony just like she skips any other functions at his school. But he doesn't
care. He will have to tell her today, that he is leaving for Seoul tonight and that he'll probably never
see her again.

His mom isn't surprised when he tells her. She smiles and tells him to be happy wherever he goes.

"Mom you have my number, right? If you need something call me."

She nods. They stand there awkwardly facing each other not knowing what to say. Smiling sadly
she says, "Jimin-ah, can you hug your mom for a minute."

He looks at her startled. She's never hugged him before atleast not from the day he was raped. He
drags his legs towards his mom whose eyes are already spilling tears. He holds he close to his
heart, he doesn't want to think about what is going to happen to her once he is gone. If he does, he
wouldn't be able to leave, ever.

He hugs her for a long time, both shaking in each others arms. "I am sorry Jimin-ah. I am sorry for
not being there for you. Will you forgive me?"

"There is nothing to forgive mom. You did what you had to do."

"I love you son"

"I love you too mom"

He left Busan not before asking Jungkook's mom to look after his mother. He knows she is in good
hands.

He is starting a new life in a new city, but it isn't one devoid of his haunting memories. But those
memories are a part of him, that moulded him into the person he is now. He is ready to let go of
that now and start a new chapter with Jungkook. He cannot foresee what his life is gonna be like,
 whether Jungkook will be by his side forever but he is strong enough to take a chance.

Chapter End Notes

So that is the end to this short jikook fiction. This is my first time writing and I hope it
wasn't too bad.

I hope you enjoyed it. Leave me some love <3

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