JUNGKOOK pov

I sat on the bench breathing hard and sweating a lot. I was so lost, I needed a guide, anyone to lead me.

My brain is on off right now.

"Hey doll face!"

I looked up at the owner of that voice and stand up slowly making my way back.

It felt so real. The same man that ruined my life in prison was right in front of me. We were alone and he was so close to me.

"I missed your cute ass." He smirked and made his way closer to me. "And your sweet little dick too." He continued with hus dirty talk and I just stood there.

Screaming.

Crying.

.........

I woke up after I felt pain in my head and body. I slowly opened my one eye trying to adjust to sunlight.

"Fucking shit." I groaned and sat up on the floor I hit few moments ago. After I rubbed my eyes and jawned I made my way to kitchen to drink water. I guess I cried all night since I felt dry.

I just need a hug.

Can Jimin just hug me?

Maybe I was a loser, I had no one, no family, friends, job, looks, brain, good reputation, healt but I had talent..

No one ever knew about this except my psychiatrist. She told me I only know to show my emotions on paper.

So I wrote every day, or night, any time of a day when I feel lonely and sad.

When I feel empty I write cute lyrics, happy one with my family around me.

About us laughing, about Jimin hugging me and pouting cutely asking me for a kiss.

I told myself, only scars I'll have are gonna be from my handcuffs.

And in my heart.

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"I think we need to meet. You obviously want me too since I didn"t got my necklase back."

I left the paper in the bathroom under the sink where we leave eachothers messages.

"Jeon jungkook!" I rolled my eyes at the man in front of me. "Leave right away." He command and I smirked at him saying nor doing nothing. "Dirty slut go out! Or else I'll tell everyone what were you to other prisoners." He laughed and my face turn cold while I took a heavy step closer to Taehyung. "A toy. A fucking sex to-"

"TAE!"

Baby?

Taehyung turn around to meet his boyfriends sad gaze. He sure look surprised.

"Don't talk bad." Jimin sniffed and looked down at his cute small hands. "Not in front of everyone." .

An actual angel.

"He need to go!" He pointed his finger at me and I said nothing.

I passed next to both of them leaving the club in total silence.

It's been 3 weeks and I will finally tell Jimin the truth. Ugly truth.

He may be dissgusted but I don't care.

I only care about his heart. His pure, big, beautiful heart. If he's willing fo heal me and help me I would be new born man.

I would fight. And not like this, waiting and doing nothing.

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I stand up from my couch and my perfect nap to walk lazily to the doors. Theres no one who can visit me.

No one else then Park Jimin.

"Hey." He whispered while looking down and hiding his face with his blue hoodie

"Come in." I took his wrist gently and pulled him inside before closing the doors.

"You look really cold."

"It doesen't matter."

"Let me warm you up. I can make hot chocolate and I have a blanket too."

"Jungkook stop!"

I blinked cutely and nodded. The fact that he's even here is enough for me.

He sat on the couch, same place I was sleeping a minute ago. His black hair hiding his eyes, he was biting his lip and nervpusly tapping with his left leg on the floor.

"Jimin. I need to tell you so many stories." I broke ths awkward silence. "My life used to be perfect, then it all went downhill before I end up in hell."

He looked up at me, he had that "I feel sorry for you" look. And I moved closer to him locking eyes with him. "I need you to be open minded, things that happened to me really did scared me but there is nothing that can't be fixed."

"I don't like you that way Jungkook." Jimin said in a one breath. "The thing about the necklase." He sigh.

.
"You still didn't gave it to me!"

"That's the thing. You see... " he bit his lip again and I had a feeling I will start screaming any moment. "Taehyung have it."

"What the fu-"

"Shh." He put his hand over my mouth and I looked down at his beautiful eyes, cute little nose, perfect honey skin.

An angel Park Jimin. Few inches away from me.

"Listen. I wanted to give you necklase back the next day. But Taehyung found it and he wears it secretly."

How low can I go?

My mind was playing games with me. I really wanted to kiss him. To show him how perfect our lips connect.

"I will let go of you now." I nodded.

"Jungkook I will bring it back to you I promise."

I stared at him like it was last time I will ever look at him from this close. "And. I really feel terrible." He continued talking but i didn't listen. I played one of my songs in my head.

I was thinkinh lately if your skin is soft as it looks.

Is it soft as he keep bragging about it.

Does your touch feel that good to heal every wound you ever had.

Can I use this moment to try the little part of your heaven?

To play a part in your life?

To leave a memory that may freak you out, but for me it would mean everything.

"Jungkook if you are that upset I will go. Taehyung is bringing his brother to live with us."

I smiled softly and pulled the smaller boy into tight hug.

I rested my head on his neck, smiling at his familiar scent. I can hear his breathing, I can feel his skin, I can smell him.

I can be in heaven for a moment.

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Since u actualllyyyy asked for update^

fuck it you fucking park jimin not fair to fucking tease me this way when u know how fucking good u look

I really can't stand him

The real sweet innocent fluffy boys

O my God

I am so done

Niightttttt