15 Chapter 14: Shib sa ? (2/2)
”Jungkook, could you –” It was Namjoon and the voice irritated him beyond reason so he found himself turning around and throwing the meanest glare he could manage.
”No.” Jimin's harsh word fell flat and the tension between them could have been cut with a knife but Jungkook didn't let go of his body, not even when the elder began to stutter.
”I- I'm sorry, I'll – uhm, wait for you to finish.” The purple-haired tattoo artist's apology came out with a mix of embarrassment and regret so Jimin began feeling terrible for acting the way he did. It was like every little thing that bothered him summed up and leaded to that point where he decided to act irrationally towards someone who acted impeccably all night.
The door closed and he felt his boyfriend tear himself from their embrace, a frown obvious on his face.
”What was that?” He didn't necessarily want to talk about it so he looked at his socks but as he expected, Jungkook didn't let it slide. ”I'm talking to you, Jimin.” He was feeling like a child that was scolded but he still didn't reply. ”Okay, we will stay here until you decide to talk.”
The silence only made it worse so Jimin furrowed his brows, his hands fisting at the hem of his own shirt. In those moments he hated Namjoon for ruining their mood and he realised how unreasonable that was because he was the one who crossed the line.
”I wanted you to stay with me.” As soon as their eyes met he saw how chocolate orbs softened because of the revelation.
”That doesn't mean you can act rudely towards Namjoon-hyung. He is our guest and –”
”Then why don't you just go to him and leave me alone?” The question was born from frustration and it came out a lot louder than he intended – probably loud enough for everyone in the living room to hear it if they were paying attention. Jimin ran his fingers through his hair and flinched when the microwave announced the popcorn was done with an obnoxious ”ping”.
”What does that mean?” Cinnamon eyes became glistening as their owner grabbed the snacks. He wanted to exit the room and forget that conversation ever existed but the tattoo artist had other plans so he was pulled back with determination. ”Jimin, we're not done talking.”
”I don't want to talk anymore.” A hiccup betrayed his state of mind so Jungkook sighed and pulled him into a hug that was not initially accepted, small hands trying to futilely push the man in front of him. ”Let go of me –”
”Hush now.” The tattoo artist whispered and felt the little body losing its force as he held on. ”You can throw as many tantrums as you want but we're not going to leave this room without talking things through.” Jimin sniffled at the words and stopped his every motion, allowing his boyfriend to tighten the embrace. It was the cathartic type of crying, silent but filled with unspoken emotions so Jungkook didn't push it, patiently waiting for the sobs to subside. ”That's it, little one.” He stretched to grab a napkin and gently cleaned the boy's face before kissing his lips gently.
”I'm s-sorry, Daddy.”
”I know. My kitten is not like this.” Jimin nodded and sniffled again, his eyes still casted downwards. ”Now tell me why you have been so mean to Namjoonie-hyung.” A plump lower lip began wobbling at the reminder so Jungkook intertwined their fingers and kissed his forehead.
”You like him.” The boy explained and gulped, feeling hopeless. ”And I will – I will never be as interesting as he is. He's smart and –” Doe eyes widened in disbelief.
”Are you jealous?” The tattoo artist's jaw fell as soon as he realised that what he suspected was true. ”Min, there is nothing going on between Namjoon and I and there will never be. I'm in love with you, silly boy.” Their mouths met briefly and soft thumbs began brushing rosy cheeks. ”I can't believe that's what got you so distressed.”
Jimin initiated another hurried chaste kiss.
”I love you.” Jungkook whispered against his lips. ”Not Namjoon-hyung, not anyone else but you. Okay?” The student nodded and smiled faintly before asking if his make-up was a mess. His eyeliner managed to remain impeccable so soon they joined their friends with the promise that they will talk more about it later.
Namjoon was trying to act like nothing happened but their interactions became awkward so Jungkook interrupted the game in order to make a statement:
”Hyung, Jiminie has something to tell you.” The pink haired boy nodded and smiled shyly when his boyfriend pulled him onto his lap.
”I'm sorry for snapping at you, I hope you can forgive me.”
The apology was accepted and everything proceeded naturally until they decided to call it a night. It was past midnight when they parted and Jimin almost fell asleep on the way to the other's flat, his drowsiness disappearing when the tattoo artist tried to gather him in his arms and carry him. He refused, feeling his cheeks burning under the taxi driver's intimidating stare but exhaled in relief as soon as they entered the safe space he could begin to call ”home”.
”Are you sleepy, baby?”He shook his head at the question so they headed to the shower where they decided to save some water. The space was incredibly tight for two people so they could barely move and that had them both laughing their heads off because Jungkook couldn't stop joking around. Jimin was feeling squeaky clean and he couldn't stop yawning when his boyfriend began to dry his body with a fluffy towel, careful not to be too rough and redden the snow-like skin. ”I've got something for you.”
It took less than a minute for the man to come back with a hooded towel. It was light yellow and the hoodie was representing the head of a duck so Jimin squeaked in delight and put it on, happy to be covered by something so big.
”Thank you.” He whispered and kissed Jungkook's cheek lovingly.
”You're welcome, sweets.”
The pink-haired boy hurried to snuggle under the flower-smelling sheets and patiently waited for his boyfriend to enter the bedroom holding two glasses of orange juice. He greedily sipped on his share and placed the rest on the nightstand before dramatically falling on the too-many pillows.
”Let's talk.”
”Do we really have to?” Jimin jokingly asked and the elder joined him on the bed, his whole body leaning towards his so their lips could meet shortly.
”Yes we do, brat.” The boy giggled at the name and snuggled closer to the other, so his head could rest on top of his chest. ”Tell me about Namjoon-hyung.”
”What about him?”
”Jimin.” It sounded like a warning so the called one smiled and looked up at his lover. It took him quite some time to formulate what he wanted to say and he appreciated the patience from the other end.
”I've never seen you so fascinated with someone before.” It was the best he could explain because he didn't want to go deeper and share how inferior he felt whenever Namjoon captured his boyfriend's attention like that. Jungkook hummed and his hand slid under the covers so it could slowly caress an arched back.
”I admire Namjoon in the same way I admire Yoongi. I look up to him because he's been brave enough to follow his dream and live abroad.” Jimin wished the explanation would cause for his insecurities to evaporate but he has lived long enough to know that was not how his life worked. ”There is nothing Namjoon-hyung has and you don't.”
”I'm sorry.” The tiny whisper made Junkook coo at the adorableness.
”I know.” A few moments passed in silence so Jimin closed his eyes and allowed himself to listen to his boyfriend's calming heartbeat. ”I would never be dishonest to you, kitten. I would never go behind your back.” No answer could be heard but the tattoo artist simply knew how hard his baby was thinking. ”Beside that, Namjoon-hyung already has someone he's interested in.”
Jimin's eyes snapped open in surprise.
”Really?”
”Yeah.” Jungkook kissed the top of his head. ”His high school sweetheart who is now a model.” It sounded like a romcom so the younger giggled and rubbed his face sleepily.
”So he won't steal you away from me?”
”I promise he will not.” The elder cringed at the thought. They were obviously facing a lot of difficulties and they all resulted because of the same thing: they were lacking communication. Jimin was insecure about their relationship and it was normal because they endured a lot of ups and downs but he hoped there would come a day in which feelings wouldn't be hidden from him.
”Daddy...” The voice that was calling him was somewhat raspy. ”I haven't gone to therapy.”
Anyone's first instinct would have been to get mad, annoyed even but Jungkook knew better so he reminded himself of what a hard time Jimin had whenever he was trying to speak his mind. It was like his thoughts were tangled and he had to work in order to present them properly to the other speaker.
”Why?”
”It's a stranger, I – I don't think I want to. It's scary.” He was babbling and because of that, the tattoo artist comprehended what kind of complicated emotions were bothering him. ”I'm sorry for hiding this from you.” He expected Jungkook to be upset, to scold him, punish him.
”There is just one thing I want you to understand.” The elder whispered and ran his fingers through cotton-candy hair. ”I don't want lies to tear us apart.” Jimin'sheart began booming inside his chest, the pulse deafening. ”I know it's sometimes scary to say to the truth but I want you to trust me that I won't be upset when you tell me these things. Has Daddy ever snapped at you when you told me the truth?”
The boy flinched as he remembered that particular night and those words that still spun inside his head during sleepless nights. Cut that shit.
”I'm sorry.” Jungkook whispered and cradled his head. ”We need to learn to trust each other again.”
”I know.”
”Do you want Daddy to come with you to therapy?” That was a proposal he needed some time to think about but he suspected he was going to accept, the idea of his boyfriend staying by his side while he was wearing his heart on his sleeve making him feel at ease. It didn't last long until they felt sleepiness taking over their bodies so they said their good nights and moved so Jungkook was the big spoon before closing their eyes and completely forgetting about the world.
Notes:
(ღ꒡ ᵌ꒡)⋆﹡♡⃛*⁎⋆(꒡ᵋ ꒡ღ) Thank you so so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and that you didn't see it coming because I like to surprise you ~ I also hope you're not bored with this story because I have many more ideas so the end is nowhere near. I guess this work is my guilty pleasure >.< I hope you'll have an amazing week and that you'll take care of yourself! Don't forget to wear comfy clothes, have warm drinks and spoil yourself from time to time because you deserve it! Good luck at everything you're working on! x