Fire on Fire- Sam Smith (Would highly recommend listening to this, trust me it fits the scene :))

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The small male kept his arms crossed over his chest as he stares outside of the large window, letting his breath escape evenly from his throat in a sudden calmness to the view.

Tonight, he's not stressed or afraid, especially since he doesn't have a curfew like always anytime soon. Let's just say his parents are gone for the weekend to go with some members of the church for this adult prayer circle with other members from a different church.

Whatever that means.

Since Jimin has been behaving lately, and since it's an adult ceremony enough though Jimin is eighteen, they left him alone here, trusting him enough to look after himself for two days.

And he didn't choose to stay at his home, obviously.

He came here.

To...... His apartment.

There's already a bed in the bedroom when he arrived, along with a comfortable grey couch, a television hanged up on the wall and a few cooking utensils with food in the kitchen, enough stuff for Jimin to make himself at home here; especially since Jungkook gave him a spare-

Oh shit...

The front door suddenly clicks open, making Jimin freeze on the spot and slow turn around, nearly screaming his lungs out when he sees a hooded figure stepping inside the apartment.

Fuck fucking fuckery fuck!

I'm going to die!

Fuck what if I get kidnapped?!

I will never see Jungkook again!

He will be alone in this world!

No no no!

I just wanted to escape from this stressful world for a while, not get dragged back into it!

The mere thought only forces tears to Jimin's brown eyes as he presses his back against the glass, mentally preparing himself to fight the intruder once they notice his presence, maybe even jump out this very window if he has to, but then he'll die.... Nope he's going to fight his way through this!

Jungkook isn't dating no little bitch-

Oh.....

A sudden massive rush of relief hit Jimin's senses when the figure raises their head up, revealing Jungkook's face.

It's Jungkook.

Yes I don't have to make an embarrassment of myself...

"Jimin?" The other male questions curiously as he approaches him slowly, "W-What are you doing here? Is everything okay?"

No, I was ready to throw myself out a window because I thought you were going to kidnap me.

The smaller slowly begins to calm himself down and manage to form a small strained smile, "Well.... My parents aren't home for the weekend.... And I didn't want to stay at that place..... I hope it's o-okay if I stay here."

Is that even a question?

"Of course Jimin," Jungkook beams was about touching him but held himself back, so he shives his hands to the pocket of his hoodie, "Well umm.... I got some furniture here, I hope you like it.... I've been staying here since I got this place, but if you'd like I can stay at Yoongi's for the weekend so you don't have to feel uncomf-"

Jimin suddenly closes the distance between them, gently placing his hands on Jungkook's jaw, this time a shy smile on his full lips, "No.... Stay with me.... After all, this is ours. You deserve to be here, right?"

Their place....

They're going to be staying together... In this place..... Together...

If this isn't the best thing Jungkook has heard all week.

Jungkook mirrors Jimin's soft expression, capturing his beautiful brown eyes and the way his crooked tooth is peaking through his lips, only filling the ravenette's heart with even more joy.

Jimin feels safe here, and that's all that matters to Jungkook.

With him here.

And if the moment couldn't be anymore perfect, it began to snow outside.

The delicate shadows of the beautiful art of nature paints the living room, making the pair smile even wider as their glittering eyes moves over to capture the snow as it gently falls onto buildings and cars before their eyes, a beautiful winter wonderland.

Jimin absolute loves the snow. His parents never use to let him play outside or enjoy it as much as he would like, only let him stare at it from outside the window. Something about the snow just gives Jimin this sense of tranquility and peace, seeing how beautiful it blankets over its surroundings with such delicacy, almost as if its afraid to break whatever it touches.

Snow resembles Jimin; Beautiful, delicate, and fragile.

And Jungkook loves seeing how happy just a simple art of nature makes Jimin feel.

A pure and loving happiness.

And so to enjoy it even more, Jungkook extends a hand out to Jimin with a bow, "May I have this dance?"

Is he serious?

Jimin blinks at him and giggles a shy smile, carefully taking his hand and bows as well, "Of course kind sir."

The ravenette smiles widely and pulls Jimin to his chest, one hand to his lower back and the other holding his hand tenderly as he sways them to the silence of the room yet to the melody of their hearts. The smiling pair moves through the darkness of the apartment, the light being the beautiful city lights being their guide as they reflect upon the small galaxies of their eyes as they stare at each other.

"You still got it huh?" Jungkook snickers as Jimin began to bounce between his feet in a more comfortable manner.

The smaller blushes sheepishly and lets Jungkook twirl him and bring him back to his chest, "Who said I ever lost it?"

There's my snarky boy.

"Good point," Jungkook chuckles as he nudges Jimin's hand, "Do that move that you ballerina's do, that spin.... What's it called..."

"Pirouette?" Jimin mocks amusingly as he steps back, hand still holding onto Jungkook's, "Care to do the honors?"

Jungkook grins widely as he raises their interlaced hands up and Jimin gets into position before spinning, letting Jungkook guide him through the gentle spins before land back to face him, their faces close enough to grasp the small sparks of fire behind their eyes as their happiness glows behind their smiles.

"You look beautiful when you dance," Jungkook compliments as they go back to swaying softly, this time Jungkook's hands on Jimin's hips and the other's hands are around his neck.

Jimin hums softly in utter delight and nuzzles his face against Jungkook's chest, "Can we stay like this forever? Just dancing?"

Something twinkles behind Jungkook's eyes as he holds Jimin closer to him, "Will you be with me forever?"

"Until death do us part."

Something inside Jungkook ignited, filling him with complete and utter happiness. Maybe it's this tender moment that Jimin is comfortable enough to let Jungkook hold him like this again, or perhaps those promising words that reassured Jungkook that Jimin wants to be with him..... For a very long time.

Jimin wants him.

He still wants him.

Jungkook dived too deep into his own happiness that he couldn't control himself back from tightening his grip from around Jimin's waist, lifting him up in the air and spinning him around.

Jimin squeals loudly but then bubbles into cute giggles as he clutches hard onto Jungkook's neck, not feeling that need to stay away from him or that disgust bubbling his body.

He feels.... Complete.

He trusts Jungkook, with all his heart, and that's why he's not afraid anymore.

As that realization began to strike, those voices of negativity in Jimin's head began to swim away.

They can call them whatever they'd like; Sinners, heathens, an abomination, whatever they please, but Jimin won't let them intervene with their love again.

Their love is.... Perfect.

A love so wrong for many people, but a love so pure in their hearts.

And Jimin doesn't want to be afraid of it anymore.

Not just for Jungkook..... But for himself.

I'm not a heathen.

I'm not an abomination.

I'm not filled with a disease.

There's nothing wrong with me!

God made me perfect in his imagine, so I will stand with who I am!

Gay, Christian, A Survivor, and..... I'm happy with that.

I'm happy being.... Me.

And I'm loved this way.

So that's why Jimin broke down, that fear or guilt not tracing his manipulated heart anymore.

Jungkook instantly puts the boy down so they're to their knees on the floor, caressing his cheeks with his large hands and moving Jimin's face to look at him, "Hey, hey, what's the matter? Did I do something wrong? Too much physical contact? I didn't mean to trigger-"

"No, no," Jimin hiccups, his smile widening with the tears streaming down his cheeks, "I-I'm not afraid Jungkook," Jimin cries hard and bows his head, "Thank God.... I'm breaking my chain Jungkook, I know I am.....I'm accepting me.... I-I'm not entirely broken anymore..... I-I'm not scared," He breathes and places his shaking hand over Jungkook's on his cheeks, "I-I'm not s-scared lovely."

To hear those words..... It meant so much to the pair.

There's hope.

There's so much hope, and they are holding onto that together.

Jungkook's lips suddenly wobbled and he yanks Jimin to his chest, holding him tightly as the boy hugs him back in return, crying out in relief as that once comfort and love fills him rather than that pain and agony.

Those things he went through with those people, manipulating him to believe it was Jungkook........ It was never Jungkook...

They tricked his head, forcing him to hate the only person who has cared about him with his whole heart. Programmed his head to always follow their rules, convincing him it's the right way. To plead for torture if he falls for his desire because of how guilty and disgusted he felt.

Jungkook taught him the value of love, faith, hope, and ugh...... God blessed Jimin with such a beautiful angel.

An angel who saved him through the dark storm he was in.

Jimin can't be anymore thankful for this moment, right now, where he feels completely safe and free.

Jimin.... Is free.

With a heart full of warmth, he looks up at Jungkook, "I love you, Jeon Jungkook."

A tender tear glides down Jungkook's cheek and he nuzzles their foreheads together, "I'm so in love with you Park Jimin, so in love with you."

And so the pair stay like this, breathing in this intimate moment where Jimin molds the broke pieces of his heart to his own image with Jungkook being his guide. Supporting him. Comforting him. Whispering words of love against his ear.

So that's how Jimin got the courage to say after the long moments of silence, "I'm ready to take my life back."

Jungkook slowly pulls back, caressing Jimin's hair away from his face with his gentle fingers and stares at him, "How are you going to do that?"

Jimin stays quiet for a second and licks his lips nervously, "By asking you if I can move in here.... With you."

The ravenette's heart practically stops beating as he hears those soft words, trying not to burst out crying right about now, so he bites his bottom lip to suppress a smile and nods, "That's not even a question, of course you can."

Hearing this made the smaller male smile and he suddenly reaches to his pocket, "And then by using this."

And he pulls out a phone.

Jungkook's phone...

The one he asked for when they were in his room before his mother came in. Jungkook gave it to him, not having any secrets in there to hide from Jimin. When he questioned the smaller why he needed it, the other said it's for part of his plan.

What did Jimin do?

Jungkook furrows his eyebrows, "I-I don't understand-"

"I...... I recorded everything," Jimin forces out, calming down to Jungkook's soothing touches against his back, "On what they.... Did to me."

Jimin May be many things; naive, innocent and sometimes very stubborn, but he doesn't have a brain for no reason.

He may have felt off with himself, but he knew this was the right thing to do.

"But.... You were different before you got my phone."

Jimin licks his lips with hooded eyes, "That doesn't mean they didn't do what they did to me continuously. It's a process.... The process wasn't over yet when I asked you for the phone."

Jungkook whole heart drops as he glances between the phone and Jimin's shaking hand, carefully taking his phone and just sliding it away from them, putting his entire focus on Jimin, "Lets focus on that later, okay? When you're ready. Right now, let's just focus on you and your emotions. Okay my sweet ang-Jimin?"

The smaller snaps his eyes to Jungkook, a tugging frown on his lips, "Why don't you call me angel anymore?"

The ravenette studies his sad eyes and tenderly holds his hands with his own deep frown, "I've noticed your reaction when I do.... You don't seem happy... And I don't want you to start feeling uncomfortable by me calling you that."

As a relief as it is, those horrid flashbacks of that man didn't fly through Jimin's mind anymore, especially since he knows now that he wasn't Jungkook.

However, doesn't mean that moment wasn't the most traumatic thing he had to ever face in his life.

Jimin doesn't want his Jungkook in anyway connected to that monster, nor that beautiful name.

"Don't...... Don't say that," Jimin whispers and softly nuzzles his face against Jungkook's neck, "Call me angel, please."

Jungkook closes his eyes to Jimin's soft peck against his skin, "M-My Angel."

That horrid man wasn't my Jungkook.

"My Lovely," Jimin whispers back as he presses another peck against Jungkook's neck, much more closer to his jaw.

My Jungkook is beautiful.

"My angel," Jungkook sighs as he trails a hand to Jimin's hair.

My Jungkook respects me.

"My lovely," His lips trails now to the corner of Jungkook's lips and he pulls away slowly, sparkling eyes staring directly at Jungkook.

My Jungkook accepts me.

The ravenette gently holds his jaw, "My angel, you hear that..... My voice.... My touch.... You're my angel, Jeon Jungkook's angel. And I'm your lovely, Park Jimin's lovely. It's me, it's you, it's us. We are one."

My Jungkook loves me.

And Jimin presses their lips together, their salty tears meeting each other down to their lips, sealing the promise.

Forever.

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A/N:
Ahhh I apologize for taking years to update this chapter. I don't know why, but this chapter really triggered my emotions, and not in a negative way. I was actually having happy tears as I remember their moments together in the beginning and how it trailed to how it is now. I just felt so much as I wrote this and I cried a few times.

Maybe some of you didn't have that reaction, but I had a personal connection and it really hit home hahah especially with the song..... The song makes that moment sound much more sentimental trust me.

So I'm go dry out my tears now.

Ahhh thank you so much lovelies for your love and patience with this book. It sincerely means so much to me <33

I PURPLE YOU!! <333