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Jimin came back from work late at night so he couldn't visit Jungkook. The next day, he had to attend school so he decided to go to the hospital in the evening. He missed Jungkook all day and called him in the morning before going to school to know about his health so he was relaxed to know that Jungkook was fine and was doing good.

In the evening, Jimin made soup for him and got ready to go to the hospital. He took a bath and wore a white crop top with tight blue narrow bottom jeans. He had a few crop tops in his closet but he didn't wear them before because no matter how he much loved those types of clothes, he felt a little uncomfortable around people as Ahn always fed in his mind that it was his fault if people try to flirt with him or hit on him. But he knew that Jungkook was different and Jimin was comfortable enough to wear any type of clothes he liked around him. So after wearing his attire, he put on light makeup and set his blond hair messily but beautifully with his bangs parted from the middle. He looked at himself confidently in the mirror as he knew how pretty he was so he just smiled and looked at himself from head to toe. He sprayed some perfume on himself although there was no need to as his natural scent was already mesmerizing. He put on a warm coat and took the packed soup from the kitchen before coming out of the apartment.


"I didn't tell you about Yoongi before because I knew you would be worried and you're not in a condition of taking any kind of stress right now," Namjoon said in a tense voice while sitting on the seat next to Jungkook's hospital bed.

Jungkook wasn't informed about Yoongi's condition because of Namjoon's orders. Namjoon knew that Jungkook will blame himself for whatever happened to Yoongi and that's what he wanted the least at the moment, to stress Jungkook over anything.

"When are they going to discharge me?" Jungkook asked coldly with an emotionless face on which Namjoon got more worried than before.

"You've to stay here for at least two weeks. And even after that, you're not going to get involved in this matter. Let me handle it," Namjoon replied in a strict tone while standing up from the chair.

"I was only waiting for them to make a move and see they're still out there attacking the Jeons. They've started a war against the Jeon family and they definitely have to pay the price for it," Jungkook uttered in a grave tone on which Namjoon face palmed himself, now getting irritated of the whole conversation.

"Okay, Jungkook. Do whatever you want to do. I know it's useless to stop you from anything because you don't listen to anyone anyway," Namjoon said in a sarcastic tone on which Jungkook closed his eyes and leaned back in the bed as he knew that there's no need to say anything further.

Namjoon went to the couch and threw himself on it with a tired sigh. He pulled out the phone from his pocket and busied himself in scrolling, actually trying to ignore Jungkook.

After few minutes, someone knocked on the door and they both looked when Jimin peeked in. It instantly brought a smile to Jungkook's face and Namjoon noticed it right away.

"Jimin," Namjoon said with a wide smile while standing up from the couch when Jimin came in.

"Hyung," Jimin greeted back and bowed on which Namjoon gently patted his head.

"I wanted to see Jungkook and I also made some healthy soup for him," Jimin mumbled while showing the packed soup to Namjoon who nodded softly in reply.

"He missed you all day," Namjoon uttered in almost like a whisper and winked at Jimin while walking out of the room leaving him alone with Jungkook. Jungkook narrowed his eyebrow dramatically at Namjoon and Jimin just chuckled shyly before walking towards the bed and sitting at its corner.

"How are you today?" Jimin asked softly to Jungkook who was just staring at him intently as if he was enchanted by the beauty in front of him. Jimin always looked beautiful but he usually wore loose clothes and now he was wearing a crop top that was revealing his waist from time to time whenever he moved his hands. Jimin had a beautiful feminine side which was only enhanced when he wore this type of clothes and Jungkook was loving it a lot.

"Aaa...Yes. I'm feeling better now," Jungkook replied in a low voice after a silence of a few seconds.

"That's good to hear. I made this soup for you. It has no spices and there are just healthy things in it so I want you to finish it before it gets cold," Jimin said while taking out the hot soup in a bowl and extending it towards Jungkook after putting a spoon in it. He forgot that Jungkook could use only one hand due to the bandages so it would be difficult for him to eat it.

"I can't use my other hand right now so you've to feed me," Jungkook uttered while showing his free hand to Jimin.

"You can place this bowl here and use the spoon with one hand," Jimin replied while placing the bowl on Jungkook's lap carefully. He wanted to feed Jungkook too but he wanted to tease him first.

"Hey! I'll end up spilling it on the bed so feed me by yourself," Jungkook said while pointing at the bowl of soup placed on the sheets in his lap.

"Just say that you really want me to feed you," Jimin replied cockily with a smug face.

"Okay. I'm saying this because I want you to do that," Jungkook uttered without any hesitation while giving him a flirty smile.

"Why?" Jimin asked while looking towards him.

"You really want me to say that out loud?" Jungkook retorted in a low husky tone with a slightly raised eyebrow.

They looked into each other's eyes and went silent. They continued staring for a few minutes but when Jimin couldn't maintain the intense eye contact any longer he looked away and took the bowl from Jungkook's lap before filling the spoon with soup to feed him. Jungkook smirked and quietly took the spoon in his mouth when Jimin extended it towards him.

After some time, Namjoon knocked on the door and slowly opened it. Jimin and Jungkook were too much engrossed in each other that they didn't even notice someone entering the room.

"How is it? I hope it isn't too bland," Jimin muttered while lifting another spoonful towards Jungkook who smiled before opening his mouth again.

"It's good. I love it," Jungkook replied softly that made Jimin smile.

Namjoon chuckled when he saw Jungkook happily eating the soup from Jimin's hand as just half an hour ago, Jungkook strictly refused to eat anything and now he was taking the spoons in his mouth with a smile on his face.

Jimin and Jungkook both looked back when Namjoon chuckled. Namjoon quietly went to a table beside the couch and took his phone from it before turning to leave the room without saying anything as he didn't want to disturb them. Namjoon was beyond contented that there was someone who could make his brother happy as after their father's death, Jungkook rarely ever smiled like that and Jimin was the reason for it.

"Who's that boy? You didn't allow anyone to enter the room except the doctor and that boy can be with Jungkook whenever he wants," Hyunjae uttered when Namjoon came out of the room and started walking towards the corridor.

"He is the only person who can make my brother happy and that's all you need to know," Namjoon replied with a wide smile and walked ahead to leave the hospital for some important work.


Jimin's POV

I was standing in front of the window when a cold gust of wind stroked my face on which I quickly closed the window and looked back at the doctor who was checking up Jungkook for the past few minutes.

"It would be better if someone stays here in the room in case you need anything," the doctor said while writing something on the file.

"Okay," Jungkook mumbled tiredly and closed his eyes.

"Can I stay here?" I asked out of nowhere and Jungkook opened his eyes again to look at me.

"What?" Jungkook asked softly. I loved how his tone always changed from serious to soft whenever he talked to me.

"Can I stay here for tonight? I've checked everything before coming here anyways. I also put enough food for the kitten so I've no problem in staying here to help you if you need anything," I replied while walking close to him. The doctor nodded while looking at us and went out of the room without saying anything further.

"That will be amazing. You can sleep on the couch, it's quite big so you can sleep on it comfortably or if..." Jungkook said in a teasing tone while smiling at me.

"If?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"If you wanna sleep here with me then there's a lot of space for that too," he uttered while patting the space next to him on the bed.

"The couch seems comfortable," I said while walking towards the couch and placing my coat on it.

He chuckled and nodded his head on which I smiled and laid down on the couch before falling asleep in no time due to tiredness.


I quickly ran and locked the room when I saw a car stopped by the gate of the mansion. I looked at the wall clock and it was 11 pm, the time when Ahn usually arrived at home. My whole body started shivering and I felt as if my throat constricted painfully. I looked at my wrists which were still bruised from the events of last night. Tears started forming in my eyes as I knew what was going to happen. It was Ahn's daily routine to come home late at night and abuse me physically and emotionally. His hands always made me feel like I was getting dirty from their touch and the worst part of it was I didn't even know when it was all going to end. I was tired of it. I was so tired of him touching me without my permission, hurting me, and then trying to ease my pain by cuddling me in the end even when he knew how much I hated to be next to him. He was a devil and I hate myself for even thinking about loving him. When my father forced me to marry him I thought that maybe I could love him someday so that I would feel less hurt by the whole situation. He also made me feel special and I started thinking that he loves me and I should try to give myself to him but when I saw his true colors, I realized how stupid I was to even think about something like that.

The door unlocked after a few minutes as Ahn had keys to all the rooms in the house and I also knew about that but I still used to lock the door every single night hoping that he might let me sleep peacefully but that never happened.

He came into the room and looked at me when I was standing there like a lifeless doll. He slowly walked up to me and I took a few steps back until my back hit the wall. He came closer and closer until our noses were touching. I closed my eyes in fear when he cupped my face with his hand and placed a kiss on my lips aggressively. He kissed me again and again but I didn't kiss him back even a single time. He sucked the hell out of my lips and then gripped my ass suddenly on which my breath hitched and he forced his tongue into my mouth easily to explore every single corner of it. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and pulled me impossibly closer to him while kissing. When I couldn't breathe any longer from the intense kiss he was giving me, I tried to pull away but he didn't even budge. After kissing me as long as he wanted, he finally pulled back and a string of saliva was formed between our lips which he licked with a sick smile on his face. He trailed his lips to my jawline and moved his tongue over it slowly. I closed my eyes shut tightly on which tears rolled down my cheeks but I didn't try to stop him as I knew how much aggressive he would get if I interrupted him.

"You're so beautiful, Jimin. That's what drives me crazy. You have no fucking idea what your beauty does to people," saying that he started biting my jawline and then moved his lips to my neck while opening the buttons of my shirt slowly. I still had my hands straight downward and I was just standing there like a statue when he started rubbing my collarbone roughly with one hand while his other hand was playing with my left nipple. Now I was naked from the front with my shirt hanging off my shoulders. I bit my lower lip tightly to muffle down my cries but it only got worse when I started sobbing loudly and he looked at my face with a fake sad expression.

"Don't cry, Jimin. I promise I'll make you feel good. People like you only deserve to be loved and that's what I doing with you. You should be happy on that," he said with a deep husky voice that sent shivers to my backbone and I quickly placed my hands on his chest to keep him away from me when he tried to kiss me again. I had no strength left in me so I only hoped that he might stop after seeing my pleading eyes. I was still sore from last night and only I knew how I managed to stand with that severe pain in my ass. He gripped my hands harshly and moved them down. He kissed me for the last time before picking me up by forcefully wrapping my legs around his waist. I wanted to scream and cry out loud but I knew that no one was going to help me and to take me out of that hell so I let him do whatever he wanted to do, to end it all as soon as possible. He started placing wet kisses on my chest while walking towards the bed and threw me on it harshly.

Right then I opened my eyes and sat couch quickly to look around if Ahn was still there. I heaved a loud sigh when I realized that I was still on the couch where I slept last night and it was just one of my nightmares but the only difference was that, my cheeks were stained from tears and my body was trembling badly. I placed my hand on the chest and felt that my heart was beating at an abnormal pace and my breathing was so fast that it was becoming hard for me to slow it down even a bit. I gulped while looking around once again and taking deep breaths to calm down my heartbeat.

"Jimin," I heard a soft voice on which I turned to the side and saw Jungkook looking at me with wide eyes.

Tears started rolling down my cheeks uncontrollably and I started sobbing while getting up from the couch when Jungkook extended his hand towards me. I quickly walked up to his bed while wiping my tears with the back of my hands. He held my hand softly and patted the space next to him on the bed on which I quietly laid down next to him with my head on his arm. He gently wrapped his other hand around my waist and pulled me closer. I snuggled in his chest and sniffled when he caressed the back of my head before placing a soft kiss on my forehead.

"Are you okay?" he asked in a low voice while looking down at me softly.

"I don't know, Jungkook. I'm...I'm not okay," I mumbled in between my sobs on which he hugged me tightly assuring me that I was protected in his arms and no one could hurt me there.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked while caressing my cheek.

"I...I want to tell you...," I managed to say while sobbing on which he just wiped my tears gently with his thumb.

"It's okay. We have a lot of time to talk. Just stop crying. You're fine here," he uttered softly while caressing my back and pulled the covers on me too. Now we were under one sheet and he had his arms wrapped around me tenderly. I was just inhaling his comforting scent with my eyes closed. He was calming me down and I was feeling protected after a long time as I knew that nothing could hurt me when I was there in his arms.