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Warning: Suicide attempt

(Present note: The book is being edited. Book is completed, being updated slowly.)
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"THEY FUCKING LOST! ARE YOU KIDDING ME!" Taehyung shouts in frustration, stumbling slightly with every step he takes.

Jungkook snickers at his friend, "Not entirely surprised," He says causing the blonde to snap his glaring eyes to him as the group walk further away from stadium.

It was a pitiful game, no surprise that their school lost - not horribly but still, a loss is a loss.

And being under the influence makes those angering feelings probably more pumped up.

Well, not Jungkook since he didn't drink, but the rest are a little in the raging clouds of a storm about this game.

"I betted money for our team to win!" Taehyung exclaims with arms in the air. Hoseok sighs from beside him and wraps his arms around him, trying to calm down his frustrated boyfriend. The scene slightly tugged Jungkook's chest slightly, feeling that familiar sensation of loneliness stretch his chest. But just as quickly as it came, he brushes it aside and forces a smile to his friends.

To be fair, Jungkook could easily be like that with someone if he wanted to. He's quite aware of all the admirers he has, but he just..... He isn't attracted to anyone, or doesn't feel that drive to be anything with someone specifically.

He doesn't feel connected to anyone to be fair, so it's not worth wasting his time.

He would like to not feel lonely, but not just with anyone, you know?

Anyways, not like it matters at this point.

Eventually they all parted ways. They agreed on meeting at Taehyung's house later to hang out, possibly do some stupid shit while they're at it like going to a party or something. Jungkook got in his car and drove away from the school, heading home to change out of these clothes. He has to dress his best, after all who knows where he could end up at.

Now that he's in the safe haven of his car, he allows his thoughts to stir. The familiar feeling of emptiness fills him in again, hoping that if they do go to a party, that feeling will go away after a while - just for a short while. Maybe hook up with someone along the way so he could feel wanted.

Or feel like he means something to someone at least.

Even if it's for a second.

Doesn't matter at this point if it's to use him for his body.

Jungkook runs a stressed hand over his hair and breathes heavily, sounding fucking stupid at this point to the thoughts passing through his head. Now he's crossing over the bridge but not really paying attention to it. In the midst of his frustration, he sees something on the rails in a distance. Jungkook narrows his eyes to see a person to the other side of the railing.

Is he...

Jungkook instantly stomps on the breaks to the side of the bridge and flings out the car, putting the emergency lights on as he rushes over to the boy.

"Wait!" He calls out, making the other boy turn to face him with fear spreading his eyes.

Wait, he seems familiar.

Once Jungkook got close enough, he does recognize the boy.

No...

"Jimin?" Jungkook asks hesitantly, growing close enough to see the tiny boy was bruised up, his neat clothes all dirty and messy.

What happened? He was fine when Jungkook just barely saw him at the game earlier today - well before he disappeared -

Disappeared....

Did he..... Did he get beaten up?

He barely talks for him to cause anyone trouble for them to do this, it wouldn't make sense -

"Go away," Jimin mutters, moving his gaze back to the river below him.

That only shook Jungkook's anxiety.

"Jimin, listen to me," Jungkook says, hoping the boy isn't thinking of doing what he's thinking of doing, "Don't do this. Just please come over the rail, we can talk about this."

Jimin barks a laugh, a dry laugh. Jungkook recognizes a laugh like that, a hopeless laugh. He purses his lips when Jimin turns his eyes back to face him, "Don't start acting like you care. You don't give a shit! Nobody does! What's the point in being here if I'm just a useless existance anyways?" He snaps, his voice wavering slightly with emotion.

"Don't say that," Jungkook says, closing in on Jimin without him noticing to pull him over the rail, "Everyone deserves to be here."

Jimin snorts and shakes his head, "Easy for you to say. Your life is perfect! You don't know what it's like to be me!" Jimin cries, his body by now shaking, "Going through struggles every day, at home and then at school. Be so lonely.... With no one to turn to," He whispers softly and aggressively wipes his tears, "Stupid cry baby! I don't want to cry anymore!"

His words made Jungkook freeze in his spot, feeling a knot form his throat. Oh he understands him more than he thinks. The last phrase completely shatters Jungkook to the core, going over how he was crying to himself earlier today, pleading to not cry anymore.

"I just want to die," Jimin whispers and turns his body around, facing Jungkook with a weak smile, "And I will."

Warning

Jungkook's eyes widen when Jimin lets go and leans backwards. His legs sprints forwards but his fingers only grazed Jimin's sweater as the boy falls.

"NO!" He screams and without thinking climbs over the railing and falls in after Jimin. His heart bursts his chest with the wind brushing his hair back as he sees Jimin looking up at him, eyes beaming in tears with parted lips. That's all Jungkook sees before the water swallows him up.

No, no, no, no.

Jungkook embraces himself as he meets the water. It's freezing cold. It feels like shreds of glass are constantly poking his skin, making his entire body go into a state of panic and shivers. He's surprised his body didn't go on a state of paralysis due to how much in shock he was in. Jungkook was panicking and cold and not feeling Jimin anywhere around him only made it worse.

Instantly he swims to the surface and gasps for air, instantly looking around to look for Jimin. The need to burst out crying became to overwhelming for Jungkook as he desperately searched  for any sign of Jimin anywhere.

They landed at the exact same place, where is he?!

By now Jungkook could barely breathe, his throat clogging up with a familiar sensation of a panic attack coming in.

No, now is not the time for an episode.

But he can't control it.

Jungkook is desperate to find Jimin.

In the midst of letting his tears fall, Jungkook sees small bubbles beside him.

Is it...

Jungkook dives down immediately and swims deep, not being able to see from the darkness, only letting a lamp post guide him from the park next to the river. Suddenly his hands grasped something. Jungkook feels around to feel a body and his blurred vison could make out Jimin's face, and he mentally cheer in relief. The taller grabs the body and drags it up to the surface. The air fills him once again as he gasps and looks down at Jimin, unconscious in his arms.

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Jungkook swims to the green grass edge of the park, pulling both himself and Jimin's body. His hands started to shake in anxiety as he sees Jimin's chest not even moving.

Come on Jungkook, get your head together! Do it like how Namjoon hyung taught you!

After gathering his breath to calm himself down, he began to perform CPR. First with chest compressions but Jimin wasn't responding.

Well that was stupid since he's supposed to start with mouth to mouth, but he's obviously not a professional.

"Come on! please wake up!" Jungkook heaves within each compression, looking around to see the park completely empty. Even after crying out for help, no one came.

He's alone.

And he left his phone in his car in which was pretty far for Jimin's life being a ticking clock.

Jungkook licks his lips and thought about doing mouth to mouth. Nervously he tilts Jimin's head back, along with his neck up. Jungkook pauses for a second, taking in Jimin's features with a blurry vision before plugging Jimin's button nose and lowering his jaw before Jungkook leans and presses his lips down on his, breathing air into him.

He pulls back to see no response.

Come on! Please!

"No no no please wake up angel, please!" Jungkook cries out, doing chest compressions once again and mouth to mouth.

After the fourth time, Jimin's eyes snapped open and chokes.

Jungkook instantly turns him to his side as he chokes out the water. Jungkook cries out in relief as he sees Jimin numbly look around his surroundings. Jungkook couldn't contain his relief and hugs Jimin tightly, slightly crying as he runs his fingers through his wet hair.

"I-I'm alive?"

Jungkook nods, pulling back to study Jimin's face carefully between his hands, his body shivering from the cold, "Y-Yes."

"Why?"

Jungkook frowns and rises to his feet, "Like I said, you deserve to live," He whisper and reaches down and carries Jimin bridal style, finding him extremely light.

Jimin tenses up and looks at Jungkook with wide eyes, "W-What are you-"

"Just relax," Jungkook sighs as he walks in the direction of the bridge, "You're in no condition to walk after what just happened, especially since you're all beaten up."

Jungkook is grateful Jimin didn't say anything else after that, only plays with his fingers on his chest, reminding Jungkook of a tiny boy. He doesn't know what went through his mind when he jumped in after Jimin.

All Jungkook knew is that he needed Jimin to be alive, to be breathing.

Call it cliché, but for a moment Jungkook saw Jimin as himself, doing what he never had the courage to do. So, when Jimin finally gasped his first breath, Jungkook never thought he would ever feel as relieved in his life as he did at that moment.

Perhaps it even brought Jungkook back to life as well.

Jungkook finally arrived to the bridge after minutes of walking with soaked clothes. Thankfully no one stole his car. He opens the door and adjusted Jimin at the passenger side before closing the door and opening the trunk, grabbing an extra pair of his hoodies he leaves in the car and goes to the driver side and climbs in. Jungkook turns the heater on when he noticed how feverishly Jimin is shaking and extends out the hoodie.

Jimin furrows his eyebrows in confusion, but Jungkook only sets the hoodie on his lap, "Wear it, it'll keep you warm. I would recommend taking off the layer of top you have on since it's wet, it'll only make you colder," The raven-haired boy tells him as he starts driving away.

Jungkook could feel heavy eyes on him and glances at Jimin to see him staring at him with a pointed look.

"What?"

"You want me to strip my top off, right in front of you?" Jimin says slowly, his voice sending a wave of tranquility to Jungkook's body.

His voice is so entrancing, it's so bizarre meeting someone with such a delicate voice.

"I'm driving so I'm not looking," Jungkook huffs in return as he take a turn to go to his house. He would bring Jimin to his own home but seems like that wouldn't be helpful since he wouldn't exactly attempt suicide if home wasn't in the equation.

Long moments pass and Jimin didn't move a muscle but eventually he began to peel off his drenched yellow sweater vest, revealing his button up white shirt. Jungkook tried hard not to look at the boy as he buttons down his shirt and peels it off his body.

However he was curious.

Does he have more bruises?

Old scars to indicate abuse at home?

Maybe self harm?

Not fighting it back any longer, Jungkook took the chance to take a quickly glance, right when Jimin was pulling the hoodie over his head - noticing bruises all over his tiny waist. Jimin is very thin, but not to the point you can see his rib cage. What suprised Jungkook the most was to see a pair of abs on him. Not strong or defined but it's definitely there.

No visible old scars or marks of self harm, just a decoration of bruises on his torso.

It doesn't make sense in Jungkook's head why Jimin is going through this.

It simply makes no sense.

Why Jimin? Just..... Why?

Jungkook turns back to the road when Jimin's head appears and inserts his hands through the sleeves, his eyes looking out the window as silence takes over the car. Jungkook wanted to ask so many questions, so many. As to why he decided to break now? Or why doesn't speak up if he's having problems home? Any friends to vent about this?

Just anything.

"Where are we going?" Jimin quietly asks, looking outside to Jungkook's neighborhood.

Now this made Jungkook slightly nervous, due to not knowing the reaction Jimin would have.

Jungkook licks his lips, "My house."

To this he could see Jimin tense up and snap head towards him, "What? N-No, you can take me home-"

"For what huh? So you can do something stupid like this again? No. I don't trust you being alone," Jungkook snaps in frustration, not wanting to wake up the next morning and hear that Jimin wasn't breathing in this world anymore.

The idea drove him insane. It'll fuel him with guilt if Jimin did something, Jungkook knowing about it and he did nothing.

That won't happen, Jungkook will make sure of  it.

"I don't care if you don't trust me!" Jimin snaps back, "This is practically kidnapping! Take me home, now!"

"No."

Jimin groans loudly, hands gripping his hair, "Just leave me alone! Is that too much to ask!?"

Jungkook notices the hopeless way his voice trails and turns to look at Jimin, seeing him stubbornly looking out the window with pouted lips. For a moment Jungkook admired the boy's side profile, seeing not one flaw on his face.

One can't deny that Jimin is so undeniably attractive, in his own unique way, which also doesn't make sense as to why he's a target.

He even has a fierce personality, so there's no denying he can speak for himself.

So why him?

That's something Jungkook will have to figure out on his own.

They arrived to Jungkook's home and Jimin was completely amazed by how big it was and so..... fancy looking. Jungkook only grimances while looking up and piles out the car, Jimin copying his actions but evidently winces to the pain on his leg. Jungkook noticed and wraps an arm around Jimin's waist while pulling Jimin's arm over his shoulder, providing aid as he leads him inside the house, ignroing the voices coming from the dining room as he hurriedly takes Jimin up the stairs cases and to his room.

Usually his mind falls blank when he enters his room, letting the loneliness make it's way to his emotions, but with Jimin here it feels different.

He feels like he has someone to take care of.

"You can go shower in the bathroom, I'll have clothes you can wear once you coming out," Jungkook tells him softly and let's him go, removing his shirt in the process and turns to the tiny boy, seeing the other not even spare a glance to his toned body, only crosses his arms over his chest.

That's..... Different

"Why are you doing this?" Jimin asks, his voice stern.

Jungkook chews his bottom lip and looks down to his shirt, playing with the hem to figure out his words properly, "Is it a crime to care?"

"When you're an Alpha, yeah..... Pretty much."

Jungkook rolls his eyes to that same fucking title, haunting him everywhere he goes. What's different about this is that Jimin isn't looking at him with these praising eyes that everyone does, no, he's looking at him..... Disgust.

Does that title mean that less to him?

If so, Jungkook isn't complaining.

He hates it as much as he does.

"Then I'm sorry I didn't fit your expectations," Jungkook bitterly states and steps closer to Jimin, "Shower, now."

Jimin only stares longer at Jungkook with a nervous gleam in his eyes before rolling his eyes and limps to the bathroom, closing the door silently behind him.

For once since Jungkook's been in Jimin's presence, he lets out the gasp he didn't know he was holding inside, cupping his face with his hands as the pain hits his chest.

Fucking Alpha.

Stupid title making Jimin believe Jungkook's someone he's not. If only he knew Jungkook was just in enough pain as he was.

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A/N:

Thank goodness Jungkook appeared!

Let this be the beginning of Jikook everyone!

Thank you guys so much for reading! it means so much that you guys are reading and enjoying this book and seeing their journey.

Thank you once again!

I purple you <3