17 Chapter 16: Shib yug ? (2/2)

The boy didn't protest when he has been picked up like a rag doll and guided in a sitting position, pillows making sure he was comfortable enough before the food was offered to him. He didn't feel hungry but he knew it was for the best so he tried to eat his share, his throat feeling sore with every gulp. His could feel his stomach getting upset but he thought it was going to settle after getting food.

”Have some tea, angel.” He did but realised it has been a bad idea only when he felt his body spasm and turned around, covering his mouth with his palm while doing so. It was too late because he was already throwing up and anxiety filled his brain, panicking him to no end. ”Fuck – Let it out, baby. It's okay, let it all out.” Tears filled his eyes to the brim and he started sobbing as soon as he could breathe once again, feeling ashamed of himself.

He felt a napkin cleaning his chin and his hand but he knew the sheets were destroyed so he closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around his body, as if he wanted to protect himself. He inhaled deeply before struggling to get off the bed.

”Are you feeling sick again?” Jungkook got up himself and tried to reach for him but stopped when he saw he was tugging on the sheets. ”What are you doing, Min?”

”I'm – I'm sorry, Daddy. It's s-so messy.” His sobs grew louder with every syllable and the elder figured out what he was talking about so he pulled him into his arms and let him hide his face in the soft fabric of his shirt as his body kept shaking. He didn't care if vomit was going to stain his shirt, he just wanted to make his boyfriend understand that dirtying something was an inoffensive thing and he would never be upset about something like that.

”You don't have to apologise for your upset stomach, baby.” Jungkook kissed the top of his head and enjoyed the silence for a few seconds before suggesting to change the sheets so he could lie down once again after cleaning himself. He was lucky enough to find a lemon so he offered his boyfriend lemon water, hoping it was enough to calm his tummy. ”I think I need to head out and shop for groceries.” He was thinking about cooking some soup but his initiative began to crumble when he met once again teary browns.

”But I don't want you to.” It would have sounded bratty if Jimin's voice wouldn't have been quivering and Jungkook sighed, knowing his baby was truly feeling down.

”The market is just around the corner, you know that. We've been there before and Daddy wants to cook something really good for you so you can get better.” He also wanted to buy some medicine to help him with the fever as chubby cheeks were just as pink as before.

”'m not hungry.” The little's shoulders began shaking as another wave of tears began sliding down his cheeks but he sat down and faced away from his boyfriend, his sobs vibrating through the air.

”Minnie.” Jungkook slipped his fingers in between shorter ones but the other withdrew his hand and placed it in between his thighs so he would avoid any type of contact. ”It's a twenty minutes trip, kitten.” He was difficult but the elder decided to avoid the word, knowing it would have a huge negative impact on his boyfriend's mind. ”Look, we can talk on the phone while I –”

”No.” Jimin gulped and wiped his face with the back of his hand. ”It's okay, I'm sorry for being bad.” The brown haired man offered him a napkin and kissed his ear reassuringly before turning on the TV and finding the cartoons channel.

His lover was a mess so the tattoo artist basically ran to the market to buy everything on the list, making sure he didn't skip any crucial item, before stopping by a pharmacy. Jimin was wide-awake when he announced he came back and as bad as he felt he insisted on joining him in the kitchen and watched as he was cooking, his head resting on the both of his arms that were placed on the table. Jungkook noticed how hard he was struggling to stay awake so he took advantage of the first time he closed his eyes for a few moments to gently lift him up in his arms and carry him back to the bedroom.

”I'm not going anywhere, sweets. Try to nap-nap a bit until the soup is ready.” Surprisingly, the pink-haired boy agreed so Jungkook focused on getting everything done. It was the first time he was cooking that type of soup as he was rarely catching colds himself but he hoped it would end up delicious because his boyfriend was rather picky when it came to food. He managed to dissolve the medicine inside a cup of tea he took to the bedroom, remembering that he should keep his baby hydrated.

Jimin was still burning when he took the first spoonful of soup and hummed in approval, his pupils ready to dilate. The poor boy must have been famished because he effortlessly ate everything he was given, a whine escaping his lips when Jungkook asked if he wanted more.

”Can't remember the last time someone took care of me like this.” The little sigh at the end underlined the meaning behind the words so the man smiled sadly before placing the empty bowl on the nightstand and initiating a cuddling session.

”What about Tae?” Jimin giggled and began playing with the strings on the hoodie the tattoo artist was wearing.

”I think I take care of Tae more than he takes care of me.” Maybe it was because he was the hyung – even if it was a difference of only a few months but the truth was that Taehyung was very innocent at heart so he would constantly be affected by things and people surrounding him. Jimin never wanted to see him sad so he always did the best he could to brighten his mood and babied him to no end.

”Your mother?” The question came out hesitant and Jungkook understood he hit a sensitive spot because a sad smile was put on display, the sight of it pulling all the strings of his heart.He never brought up the ”family” subject but right then he felt like they were close enough and he was curious to find out what kind of people raised Jimin.

”She won't see me.” Ever since he came out and started dressing ”feminine” his parents decided they wanted to have nothing in common with him. So they paid for his education with the condition that he would look after himself and never demand to come back home. It was cruel but it was a familiar way of dealing with LGBTQ+ characters in South Korea. ”My dad and she knew I was gay but hoped I would stay closeted forever.”

He could have lived like that – trapped. He would have probably ended married to some woman his parents would have chosen for him, having a child or two of his own. But how could he accept that when he couldn't stand the idea of touching someone of the opposite gender?

”But you didn't.” Jimin's sadness reached his eyes.

”I didn't.” He didn't want to go back to them anymore, he didn't spend his nights thinking about them like he used to when he first moved out. Home had a different definition now and as frightening as it was, he wouldn't have a changed a thing at the life he was currently living.”What about your parents?”

”Pff –” Jungkook exhaled loudly before chuckling humourlessly and rubbed his forehead with his right hand. ”I don't even want to think about it.”

”Okay.” The elder loved that his boyfriend never tried to trespass. Hearing the sad confession made him want to share his story too and he came to the conclusion that the context was perfect.

”My dad is a very violent man. I remember being a child and being scared of him because he was always throwing things around and yelling because of the smallest things he didn't agree with.” He made a small pause because he could read the shock on his boyfriend's face. ”I knew it wasn't normal for him to slap my mom and talk to her like that and the teenage years pushed me over the edge. We were always fighting and I somehow always ended with bruises on my body.”His mother never tried to protect him, always reminding him that his father loved him and that was the reason why he was treating him so harshly.

”I'm sorry.” Jungkook shook his head and grabbed a small hand to place a peck on its wrist.

”You have nothing to be sorry for. Shitty parents are a thing unfortunately.” He became friends with Yoongi by mistake, during his rebellious period. Thankfully, his hyung was already into tattoos, working on his little project of a parlour so he offered him not only a job but a place where to crash too. ”I just left.”

”I'm happy you did.” Jimin whispered and pressed their mouths together into a soft kiss. He was still feeling sick but he was glad to be held so dearly against his lover's chest. He pulled away when he realised he could share his sickness and hid his face in the crook of the neck in front of him. ”It's only you and me, isn't it?”

”You and me against the world, kitten.” The cheesy line made the student giggle and the sound tugged at Jungkook's lips. They spent what felt like hours simply talking until Jimin fell asleep once again, knocked out by the medicine that was also the reason for which he woke up soaked in sweat. His heartbeat increased in pace when he saw Jungkook was not by his side but felt relieved when his eyes found him sitting at his working desk, his hands focused on creating.

”Kookie?” The taller man immediately turned around and pushed his round glasses higher on his nose.

”Hey, angel.” He realised how sweaty his boyfriend was when the latter asked if he could have a bath so he helped him towards the bathroom.He grabbed the pink box he placed inside the closet and offered it to his baby so he would pick one bath bomb that was on his liking. He wasn't surprised when the rainbow one was grabbed and helped his lover inside the filled tub before grabbing a change of clean clothes and a towel.

”Bath with me?”

”No but I will wash you, how does that sound?” It was perfect because he was familiar with the gentleness behind every move. He still couldn't believe such a kind human being could be born out of violence but he was grateful for every tender touch. ”You forgot to bring your rubber duck.”

”Aren't you bothered that I bring so many things over?”

”Nope.” Jungkook's fingers began gently massaging his neck, rubbing the fruity-smelling shower gel on his skin. ”It makes me feel less lonely because they remind me that you'll come by soon.”

”Have you ever lived with someone else?” The hands slipped down his back and sides, following the same path.

”Someone I was in a relationship with?” His nose scrunched at the idea and Jimin would have giggled if he wouldn't have felt so anxious. It was selfish of him but he wanted to be the only one having such a special place in Jungkook's heart. ”Not really. I can't say I had a serious relationship before, I always kept people at arm's length. That's why I became such a renowned Dominant, I enjoy exact things and discipline.”

”That doesn't sound like us.” The tattoo artist chuckled and rinsed his hands of bubbles before cupping his boyfriend's face and initiating a slow kiss.

”We're a bit of a mess, Min.” Their noses brushed affectionately. ”But I love it.”

Notes:

Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed this chapter ~ I'm a sucker for Jiminie being vulnerable and spoiled by his Daddy. I honestly can't think of anything more adorable than Jungkookie's carefulness when it comes to his baby. Your lovely comments always make me smile and make my days better so I hope I manage to brighten your valentine(even if just a bit) with every update ~ Please let me know if you have any suggestions or if there are little things you would like me to write in the future ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ) Take care of yourself and have the most wonderful week! You can do it ~

PS: JamlessMochiminie I hope you're happy with the way this chapter turned out ^_^