"Put the phone on speaker," Jungkook said in a calm tone while standing on the balcony of Jimin's apartment and smoking a cigarette.
Jimin was sleeping peacefully in his room. Jungkook made sure that everything was placed right beside him, in case he needed anything if he woke up. It was three in the morning and Jungkook was standing in cold, not caring for the freezing winds that were blowing and striking his face from time to time. All he cared about was the shouting sounds he was hearing in the background of the phone call. He wanted to listen to them more clearly, so he ordered one of his most trusted men, Hyunjae, on the other side of the call to put the phone on speaker.
"I didn't do anything more than just kissing him I swear," Hyunjin's voice was pleading, and Jungkook could easily sense the panic in it.
It had been three days since that incident with Jimin but Jungkook was too caught up in taking care of him and trying to fulfill his needs, that he didn't confront Hyunjin for everything he had done, until now.
"You shouldn't have even kissed him, Hyunjin," Jungkook replied while smoking another cigarette and blowing the smoke through his nose. He knew Jimin would be angry if he saw him smoking again but the only thing he had in his mind at the moment was revenge and a payback of all the pain Hyunjin had inflicted on his angel just a few days ago.
"It's your fault, Jungkook. I did it because of you," Hyunjin was shouting again like he was doing when he was taken into the deserted warehouse on the order of Jungkook.
"You still have this habit of blaming other people for your mistakes?" Jungkook replied calmly, exactly opposite to how Hyunjin was behaving on the other side of the line.
"You destroyed my relationship of three years, just because Joy wanted to sleep with the great Jeon Jungkook. You knew that she was my girlfriend but you still fucked her. You've no heart. You don't give a damn to anyone other than yourself," Hyunjin's shouting was a mix of panic and anger.
"She came to me, Hyunjin. I told you she was a slut. I did you a favor but you never believed me. She was throwing herself at me since the first day. You should've seen it coming," Jungkook didn't care any less about the whole drama between Hyunjin and Joy but Hyunjin was holding onto that stupid thing for years, bringing it up from time to time.
"You still slept with your friend's girlfriend. Why are you getting so upset now if I wanted to do the same with your pretty little boyfriend? Aren't we the same?" Hyunjin was trying to provoke Jungkook now, unaware of what Jungkook could actually do with him and get away with it so easily.
"You touched my boyfriend against his will. Did you really think I was going to let you get away with it that easily?" Jungkook threw the cigarette on the floor and crushed it with his shoe.
"You want to have every fucking thing in the world. You're the reason why my only serious relationship didn't work out. And when you learned that I was interested in Jimin..." before Hyunjin could finish his sentence, he heard Jungkook shouting furiously.
"I don't give a damn whom you're interested in, Hyunjin. If I ever heard my boyfriend's name from your dirty mouth again, I'm gonna slice your tongue in two," Jungkook was practically screaming and Hyunjin chuckled at how quickly Jungkook's tone changed when he mentioned Jimin's name.
"I think I should've fucked him instead of just kissing him. I must say you're lucky, Jungkook. Jimin is a very pretty boy," Hyunjin's voice was provoking.
"Don't make me do this to you," Jungkook's tone was calm once again that sent shivers down Hyunjin's spine but he carried on anyway.
"He was looking very beautiful with those tears in his eyes when he was begging me to let him go," Hyunjin laughed maniacally. Jungkook only gripped the phone tightly in his hand while walking inside the room and locking the glass door behind him.
All the memories from that night flashed through his mind when Jimin was holding a blade in his hand to hurt himself. He was looking so weak and vulnerable with his small shaky hands. Jungkook remembered holding his trembling figure in the middle of the cold bathroom floor when he was sobbing in his arms.
"You should've seen how he was looking under me," Hyunjin let out another dark chuckle but there was a hint of fear in it.
"I wish you haven't done it, Hyunjin," Jungkook mumbled in the speaker while walking towards the bedroom door where Jimin was sleeping.
"I wrecked your relationship like you wrecked mine. Jimin is definitely going to think about me when you'll get intimate with him," Hyunjin laughed making Jungkook stop in his tracks realizing how much true that statement actually was.
"Enough, Hyunjin. Hyunjae, take care of the rest. I'm tired, I really want to sleep now," saying that Jungkook ended the call and threw the phone on a couch in the living room before walking up to Jimin's bedroom and opening the door only to find Jimin curled up in the bed, sleeping peacefully like an angel.
Jimin was heart-wrenchingly beautiful, the kind where time stops with a simple glance at his ethereal features. But only a few people know how broken he actually was and how much pain he was hiding under that beautiful smile of his.
Jungkook's mind was full of the memories of that night when Jimin cried in his arms telling him about the hell he had been through. Jimin was the softest and kindest person he had ever seen in his entire life, so he nearly teared up at the thought of someone hurting him that badly. He wished that he were there when Jimin was going through all those things but unfortunately, he wasn't and he couldn't change anything that happened to him in the past. But Jungkook was with him now, and the only thing he could do was to make sure that no one ever hurt his Jimin again.
He slowly walked to the bed and laid down next to Jimin, taking him into his arms before covering both of them with the warm blanket. Jimin wiggled a little in his sleep, blabbering something that could be hardly understood. Jungkook chuckled and put his hands on Jimin's waist, brushing his nose down against Jimin's neck, the scent of him more intoxicating than any other drug.
"No one can hurt you when I'm here," Jungkook declared, pulling Jimin gently against his chest. It was his favorite position to sleep in, legs tangled and arms bracketing the smaller man. That way he was able to feel and hear every single one of his movements, the soft noises Jimin sometimes made in his sleep, the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed, the little bit of drool that slipped past his beautiful lips and onto Jungkook's arms. Jungkook found it the cutest thing in the world.
He pressed his lips on Jimin's neck and kissed it again and again. He knew Jimin could wake up but he just couldn't get enough of the pretty little boy in his arms.
"Did you really wake up in the middle of the night to kiss me?" Jimin asked in a sleepy voice. He was looking so cute while trying to open his droopy eyes to look at Jungkook, which made Jungkook chuckle and place a kiss on his lips this time.
"Do you blame me?" Jungkook replied and started kissing his jawline. Jimin giggled and pushed Jungkook softly with his small hands.
"You can kiss me in the morning. I'm not going anywhere," Jimin replied and hid his face in Jungkook's chest when Jungkook pulled him closer again.
"'I don't think I could ever get enough of you," Jungkook mumbled softly and hugged Jimin tightly before closing his eyes.
Jimin woke up earlier than Jungkook the next day and decided to make breakfast for both of them. He was feeling a lot better because of all the care and love he was getting from Jungkook. He brushed Jungkook's hair away from his eyes and placed a kiss on his forehead before getting out of the bed.
He was mixing the eggs in the bowl when he heard Jungkook coming downstairs. He looked back at his boyfriend who was just wearing his sweatpants and was standing there half-naked with his messy hair. Jimin gave him a warm smile and Jungkook didn't take more than two seconds to engulf him in his arms.
"Why are you making breakfast? Why didn't you wake me up?" Jungkook asked in a hoarse voice while brushing his lips against Jimin's earlobe.
"It's not your duty to feed me, Jungkook. You're cooking for me for the past few days. Let me do this now. I'm feeling a lot better," Jimin replied with his concentration still on the eggs in front of him.
"Come here," Jungkook said and pulled him away from the stove without any warning, "Sit here quietly," he made Jimin sit on the counter despite all his whining.
Jungkook prepared the rest of the breakfast and Jimin just sat there quietly on the counter with a pout on his lips. Jungkook put all the things on the table and came back to Jimin to help him get off the tall counter. He chuckled upon seeing the adorable pout on Jimin's lips.
"Hey! Don't give me that look," Jungkook mumbled on which Jimin frowned and folded his arms in front of his chest with the pout still on his face.
"You pamper me too much. Don't do that," Jimin mumbled when Jungkook walked closer to him and stood in between his legs.
"I thought you liked pampering," Jungkook replied while snaking his arms around Jimin's waist.
"I used to like it but not anymore," Jungkook could sense the sadness in his voice.
"And why is that?" Jungkook asked softly making Jimin look into his eyes.
"Dad used to do that. He gave me everything I ever asked for, fulfilled all of my wishes, and cherished me more than anyone else. Those things made me happy when I was a kid but then he turned my world upside down and when I left my home, I realized that I had nothing. I knew nothing about life. I didn't even know how to stand up for myself," Jimin whispered and hung his head down.
Jungkook lifted his face softly with a finger under his chin and made Jimin look into his eyes again, "I'm not going to leave you like him. I promise."
A tear rolled down Jimin's cheek on hearing those sincere words. Jungkook gently wiped his cheek with his hand and pulled him into his arms before placing a soft kiss on the hair, "You don't have to be worried about anything now." Jungkook let Jimin snuggle into his chest for a few minutes and then carefully pulled him down from the counter.
Jungkook sat on the dining chair and pulled Jimin onto his lap before feeding the omelet to him and kissing his cheeks again and again.
"I have no idea what I would've done if you weren't here with me," Jimin mumbled while leaning back against Jungkook's warm chest and placing his head on the taller boy's shoulder.
Jungkook smiled and before he could say anything further, his mobile phone rang in the pocket of his sweatpants. He took it out to see the caller's ID and picked up the call after a few seconds. Jimin's stayed quiet with his eyes closed.
"No uncle. I haven't talked to him for days," Jungkook said casually, "Yes. Okay, I'll inform you if I heard anything from him. Yes, definitely. No problem," Jungkook talked to the person for hardly two minutes before ending the call.
"Who was that?" Jimin asked when he opened his eyes and saw Jungkook's stiff expression.
"Hyunjin's father. He apparently didn't come home so his father was worried," Jungkook replied and tucked Jimin's hair gently behind his ear.
"You don't have to do anything with it right?" Jimin asked while sitting up straight on Jungkook's lap and looking into his eyes.
"Why would I have to do anything with someone like him?" Jungkook replied calmly, "He does that often. It isn't the first time he didn't come home for days. Let's get up now, I've got plans for us today," Jungkook said with a smile and got up with Jimin in his arms before walking back to the bedroom.