(Note:- The art is NOT mine. Credits to the beautiful artist. I loved this work of theirs. 😍❤️)

(A/n:- This will be the most intimate book I could have ever written : )
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Jungkook pulled a long coat from the stand and rushed behind Jimin to cover him, "I won't stop you from meeting him but you need to wear something first." He spoke politely afraid that Jimin might bash out again but there was no response.

Silence.

There was a deafening silence.

Jimin didn't move an inch from his place and Jungkook could see the mild tremors in the male's hands. Jungkook gulped and took slow steps to stand in front of Jimin. He gulped thickly as he saw Jimin in a completely mortified state.

"Jimin?" Jungkook carefully asked.

Jimin's skin turned pale as he heard Jungkook's voice and an ear-splitting scream escaped past Jimin's lips. Jungkook flinched back as the male threw punches over his body and pushed him.

"What happened? Are you oka-" before Jungkook could ask Jimin's screams increased with time and tears gushed down his cheeks. His punches grew weaker and he was barely standing over his two feet.

"Don't look at me!" Jimin's words were hardly interpretable as it was mixed with the sobs.

Jungkook held Jimin's wrists and pulled him closer. He leaned to press his forehead against the latter, "I didn't. I haven't seen anything past your face, Jimin. Stay assured that I would never look at you unless you want me to." Jungkook stepped closer and shut his eyes. He stood still until Jimin wasn't fighting back nor was screaming.

He held the tiny man's hands protectively to make sure Jimin doesn't fall off.

"Please, don't look at me," Jimin mumbled between his sobs and fresh tears smeared his cheeks all over again.

"I have my eyes closed, Jimin. I promised you and wouldn't break it until you want me to. Now, please calm down. Okay?" Jungkook consoled and waited for Jimin to stabilize.

He could feel Jimin's breath over his lips and the erratic breathing soon turned more rhythmic over time. It was then that Jungkook concluded that Jimin was feeling better compared to earlier.

Jungkook slowly let go of Jimin's wrists but quickly held him by his waist the moment he felt Jimin collapse.

"Jimin! You need to stay awake. Please," Jungkook reminded and nudged the male with his hands.

"I am...awake. Don't you dare look at me? Don't look at me!" Jimin blabbered with his gaze fixed on the ceiling and his hands tightly clutched onto Jungkook's shirt.

Jungkook gently lifted Jimin's hand and carefully guided it to his forehead. Jimin stopped mumbling the moment his fingers touched the latter's forehead.

Once Jungkook had confirmed to attain Jimin's attention, he slowly traced Jimin's fingers down the root of his nose to the tip of it. They travelled further down to touch his lips and that's when Jimin flinched for a second but eventually relaxed. Jungkook then guided those fingers to his eyes.

"I have my eyes closed, Jimin. I promised to not look at you and I mean it. You can confirm by placing your hands over my face at any time. I wouldn't do anything that would make you uncomfortable. So, please calm down." Jungkook tried one last time and let go of Jimin's hand.

He didn't dare to open his eyes but what caused an odd sensation to bubble within his chest was the proximity between him and Jimin.

Jimin had tiptoed to reach his height and his fingers were slowly tracing every inch of Jungkook's face.

The younger didn't mind as long as Jimin was stable. He felt the latter's fingers brush his hair strands and travel down from his eyes to his cheeks and then unite at his chin. Jimin let his forefinger travel up towards Jungkook's lips and touched them oh so gently.

Jungkook felt intense heat building within his system as the warm finger gently traced the boundaries of his thin rosy lips and the hot breath of Jimin fanning against his face.

"Beautiful," Jimin whispered against Jungkook's face.

You are beautiful, Kook!

Stop flattering me, Jimin!

I just stated facts, Kook.

"I...missed you," Jungkook choked a sob and tears rolled down his cheeks.

Jimin's fingers wiped the tears and cupped Jungkook's cheek, "Why...?"

"I loved you, Jimin. How could I not miss you?" Jungkook's voice softened and he relaxed into Jimin's palms.

Jimin quickly took back his hands and stepped back. He quickly rubbed the tears offers cheek and pulled the coat to cover himself. He sniffed before blinking back his tears.

"I am sorry you had to," Jimin spoke bluntly and looked sideways to avoid Jungkook's gaze. He could feel Jungkook's gaze right over him even though he couldn't see.

The silence proved it all.

Jungkook was hurt by his response.

And Jimin didn't try to make it any better and stood firm in his place.

Jungkook's face lost all the emotions it bore. He couldn't comprehend the male's actions, anymore. He was lost and one thing was clear.

Jimin was either trying ways to push Jungkook out of his life.

Or Jimin was just repulsed by him.

"I have an extra pair of clothes. You can borrow them for time being and meet your Jin. I will bring them to you," Jungkook spoke in a flat tone and turned around.

Jimin felt the hurt in Jungkook's voice. He stretched his hand to reach out for Jungkook but was met with air and nothing else. He gulped and stepped further into the room with his hands reaching for something to hold onto. He felt his legs paddle faster but his hands were still deprived of touch.

His heart picked a pace as anxiety rose through his nerves. The darkness wrapped around his eyes making it even worse. Jimin's leg collided with the carpet and he tumbled forwards. He closed his eyelids and was sure to hit the floor face flat but felt a pair of arms catch him and pull him to stand straight.

"Didn't I tell you to wait?" Jungkook frowned his lips and pushed a pair of clothes into Jimin's hands.

"I...thought you left," Jimin stuttered and held the clothes close to his chest.

"You know I would never leave. Even if you want me to," Jungkook firmly stated.

Jimin's heart flipped as he heard Jungkook's words but tried to keep his expressions minimal, afraid that Jungkook might take up wrong hints.

"I will be waiting at the door. Do tell me if you are done changing." Jungkook put forth and stepped towards the door. He felt a hand over his elbow and turned around to see Jimin clutching onto his sleeve with his tiny fingers.

"I...um...what about my pants?" Jimin flushed pink as he asked and looked down at his feet cursing at his fate.

"Huh? I think I brought both shirt and a pants," Jungkook replied.

"Underpants..," Jimin wanted to bang his head over the wall due to the embarrassment he was left with.

"Oh..," Jungkook's cheek turned pink as he realised what the elder meant. He cleared his throat before speaking, "I did search for them in my room but I couldn't find them. Will you be comfortable with mine? I have a new unused one-"

"Will do!" Jimin instantly answered to cut short Jungkook's words.

Because the younger can't stop explaining certain things once he starts speaking. 

And Jimin wasn't in a mood to learn about underpants at the moment.

"Okay," Jungkook nodded and rushed towards his room.

Once Jimin felt Jungkook out of the room, he buried his face in his palms and groaned loudly to release frustration.

A/n:- What's cooking?

Why did Jimin react that way?

Will Jungkook stay patient till the end of the day and reveal Jimin's story?

What's Jin's role?

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Maddie🙂❤️