Jungkook chuckled dryly before bursting into laughter like a maniac. Tears colluded his vision and he didn't know what was more difficult at this point. 

Was it breathing?

Or was it standing here and facing Jimin?

Jimin gulped nervously and looked through his pockets pulled out all the cash he had and took Jungkook's hand within his to place the money, "This is all I have. I am sorry I can't compensate you anything more than this-"

Jungkook shook his hand out of Jimin's grip and stepped back. All the money fell over the ground and a few tumbled towards Jimin's feet due to the wind.

"You know way too well, how to hurt people. Don't you? This time I am serious," Jungkook uttered with tears building in his orbs.

"I was wrong! I was at fault. Curse all you want and I won't stop you. You can sue me too but this is it. I can't deceive you anymore," Jimin stepped closer to Jungkook with his eyes taking in that hurt look in those doe eyes, "You were my most beautiful dream and I will cherish you well in my memories. Thank you so much for today," A year slipped out of Jimin's orbs and didn't bother to wipe. He quickly turned around to leave.

"There you were!" A voice spoke.

Jimin's skin felt the eerie chills yet again.  Again, who was he trying to deceive? This was his reality and his Cinderella game was over by now.

"I am sorry, I came out for some fresh air and then I got lost." Jimin lied with a smile and walked towards him.

"You should have informed me. I was so worried about you," Baka pinched the side of Jimin's waist and leaned beside his ear, "You better be prepared for what's coming tonight."

"I am sorry," Jimin whispered an apology but that wasn't of any use.

"Jimin!" Jungkook called out.

Jimin stopped abruptly in his steps. He felt like all the air in his lungs was sucked out the moment he heard Jungkook call him by his name. He wanted to scream in frustration at this point. He gulped as he looked back at Jungkook who stood there with an unreadable expression.

"Who is he?" Jungkook asked as he stepped further.

Baka clicked his tongue and looked at Jimin with an amusing smile, "I didn't know you had people to meet up with when I wasn't around. Is he the one? The one you planned to cheat on me with? Hmm?"

Jimin gasped in fear and his trembling hands held onto Baka's arms carefully, " N-no, you are mistaken. I don't know him. So, why don't we just go home as we planned before? Yeah?"

He raised an eyebrow and bent to Jimin's level to look at him straight in his eyes, "Then why the fuck does he know your name!" He screamed and Jimin flinched at the voice.

The next thing he knew was a hard slap that came flying over his cheek throwing him to the floor.

"Why the fuck does he know your name, bitch!" With every word, Baka's slaps got harder and harder.

He was about to punch Jimin in the face when he felt another hand obstructing him. Baka poked his tongue to the side of his cheek as he turned to see Jungkook blocking him.

"Let go of me if you want to stay alive."

Jungkook didn't budge and maintained a firm grip but Jimin on the other hand panicked and grabbed onto his knees and begged through his busted lips, "Please, I beg you to take it on me. Please let him go. He didn't do anything. I was the one who initiated the conversation. I was the one who took him this far. It was all me so please let him go. Please!" Jimin was practically on his knees bawling his eyes out and begging like there was no tomorrow.

"What did this bitch do for you to be begging like this? Was he that good? Did he fuck you well? Is that it-" Before he could utter another word Jungkook had punched him in the face flipping it to the side.

"Trash bins should always keep their lids closed. Otherwise, they stink too much." Jungkook stated wiping the blood off his hand.

"Have you gone mad, Jungkook!" Jimin quickly stood up on his feet, knees still weak trying to hold onto Jungkook for some kind of support.

"He was hitting you. How do you expect me to just stand?"

"It doesn't matter, j-just go away. I will handle the rest." Jimin tried to push Jungkook but the latter firmed his grip on Jimin's hand.

"He will kill you if I leave you here. Don't you get that?" Jungkook tried to reason out.

"Why does that matter to you? Just fucking run away! All that is left is for me to take the hit. Just ...fucking go!" Jimin cried and tried to push Jungkook away but the latter didn't budge.

Baka scoffed, standing on his feet and dusting his leather jacket. He turned around to look at the duo with dark gleaming eyes and a sly smirk forming over his lips, "What kind of melodrama are you writing here, Jimin? It is simply irking me more. Don't you get that?"

Jimin's protective reflexes worked all too quickly and stood there shielding Jungkook with his tiny figure, a hand holding onto Jungkook's wrist.

"Just what the hell did you do to my Jimin!" He threw a punch right under Jimin's rib but his eyes were darted towards Jungkook.

Jimin's lips parted at the force and eyes screwed shut as the pain spread like wildfire over his abdomen. His hand slipped out of Jungkook's hand, falling over the ground and holding his abdomen. He squirmed as the pain just increased with the passing seconds.

"How about I deal with you next?" Baka clicked his tongue and grabbed Jungkook by his collar.

Jungkook's face morphed at the state Jimin was in. His hands slightly trembled as he watched the boy writhing in pain. A fear slowly rose from his feet as he turned his gaze towards the guy who grabbed his collar.

Fuck!

Jungkook watched a folded knee hitting him right over his abdomen. A hand encircled around his neck and the grip tightened. He gasped with his hands trying to free himself from the building pressure around his neck. He was slowly deprived of the oxygen that had to reach his brain to keep him sane.

"That's why you shouldn't touch stuff that isn't yours." He smirked as he watched Jungkook turning into a mess trying to breathe.

Tears brimmed over Jungkook's orbs as he watched the maniac laugh. He was losing it. His hands were falling limp, and so were his legs. Jungkook's eyes rolled up as he crashed onto the floor, head hung low.

Baka slowly loosened his grip and raised a brow as he didn't see a movement from the other, "You wouldn't die from that. Jimin always makes it through. I guess you were such a weak ass!" He laughed as he kicked Jungkook in the chest throwing him to the floor.

He grabbed Jimin by his hair and pulled him hard to stand, "Baby, did I make you wait too long? Let's go now, shall we?"

"No! No, no fucking no!" Jimin tried to fight and run towards Jungkook who was lying there lifeless.

"Stop fucking crying, bitch! You are just making things worse-" his sentence was cut off when he felt a slap over his cheek.

"Enough! I had enough of your bullshit." Jimin finally screamed his chest heaving up and down.

This was his limit.

This was his boundary that was seldom supposed to be crossed.

And there was nothing that could stop Jimin at this point.

Baka let out a soft laugh, "Did you just slap me?"

"Why can't I? Why shouldn't I? When you had the fucking audacity to dick around, why can't I!" Jimin turned into a screaming mess pushing the guy out of his sight.

Jimin was a wounded bull at this point.

All he could see was red.

He was fine when Baka hit him. 

He was fine when Baka abused him.

He was fucking fine when Baka cheated on him and acted all high.

But he shouldn't have touched Jungkook.

He shouldn't have fucking hurt someone who was nothing but kind to him. 

"Jimin," he began with his hand slowly fixing Jimin's bangs, "You acting like this would make me angry. My hands start itching to kill him for real. Should I?"

Jimin's eyes burned as he watched the other laugh. His insides twisted when he saw his boyfriend enjoying the fear that was building within him.

"I gave you the liberty to hurt me. I fucking gave you the audacity to think that you could cheat on me. I let you think you could control me. Oh, how badly I wanted to kill myself all these years for letting you touch my boundaries but not anymore-" Jimin was cut short.

"You have learnt to talk. Well, that's for a brief moment. You were confused for the time being into thinking that he could take you away from me. But guess what, you are stuck with me forever," Baka grabbed Jimin's jaw pushing him back till it hurt to the bone.

But his smile slowly faded as he watched Jimin's fear turn into a laugh that he had never witnessed.

Jimin stood there firm in his place with a smirk plastered over his face, "Your calculations were wrong, Baka!" Jimin poked his sharp nails right into his eyes.

"Argh!" He screamed in pain and let go of Jimin with his hands trying to rub off the pain building within his eyes.

"Didn't you ask me last time about my nails? How do they feel? Are you satisfied with the sharpness?" Jimin grinned like a maniac before kicking him in the ankle. The blow threw the guy over his knees.

"You fucking piece of shit!" Before he could grab Jimin's neck and snap it into half through his half-lidded vision. He felt a strong blow over his abdomen.

Jimin turned in that direction to look at Jungkook who stood there breathing raspily and hands slightly trembling, "Jungkook..," his voice trailed off as the ugly mark on his neck caught Jimin's eyes.

It is his fault.

It was his fucking greed that pulled Jungkook into this mess.

"Where did he hurt you?" Jungkook growled in a tone.

"Huh?" Jimin flashed him a puzzled look.

"Tell me where he touched you!" Jungkook's voice raised eight octaves deep as he fisted his hands till the knuckles turned white.

"I should be the only one to handle the consequences. Just run away, Jungkook. It is none of your business-"

"Stop being so selfless, Jimin!" Jungkook ran his hand into Jimin's nape with his thumb caressing his ear, "He fucking abused something so precious without knowing its true value. He dared to hurt something that I have started to cherish. So, it is my fucking business now."

Jungkook grabbed the guy's collar as he kneeled, his hand high in the air before punching the guy hard in his jaw, "Where else did he hurt you? Was it the arm?" He twisted his arm almost breaking it into two.

"What the actual fuck!" Baka scrunched his face in pain.

"He doesn't deserve to walk now. Does he?" Jungkook stood up and crushed the guy's knee under his feet.

"Argh!" He cried as the pain shot down through the nerves.

"Dickheads shouldn't be having their dick down there now. Do they?" With that, Jungkook stomped on his private parts.

"Fuck! No!" Baka let out a bone-chilling shrill out of his vocal cords.

A/n:- Ah! Man, the satisfaction level.

Did you like the stronger version of Mimi?

Should he have endured everything and gone back to how things were?

Or was he right on revolting?

I hope you are enjoying the book.

See you in the next chapter!

Love you, kids.

Maddie 🥺❤️