Jimin squeezes his steering wheel painfully hard, still seething in anger at his overprotective husband. He didn't understand why he reacted so aggressively to finding out he's working with the police. To Jimin he was being stupid, all he was doing was writing a story. It wasn't anything new, he does stories all the time how was this one any different.

Jungkook could sometimes try his patience, push him to the edge until he just wanted to burst and scream his lungs out. He can't even spend a night at home but can criticise his job. It was utter insanity, Jungkook really didn't trust him to do his job. Jimin sometimes felt he barely knew the man, the way he'd acted or spoke shocked him. In the blink of an eye he could turn into someone completely different, someone he didn't recognise.

He groans when he grips the steering wheel tighter, his knuckles turning a harsh white. He couldn't think, his mind only racing with anger towards his husband. He'd never run out of the house so fast, he could barely get away from him when he tried to leave.

Jungkook desperately wanted to stop him, gripping his wrist and demanding he stay.

"You're not leaving Jimin! You are not allowed to fucking go. I'm not letting you." Jungkook slams the bedroom door shut, yanking Jimin back aggressively.

"You're not letting me? Are you fucking kidding me? I'm a grown man Jungkook, I can make my own fucking decisions." Jimin scoffs at him, pushing at his chest.

Jungkook tugs at Jimin's wrists, forcing him against the wall while Jimin presses his hands firmly into his shoulders to try push him away.

"I don't want you getting hurt, I'm only thinking about you Jimin. I care about you! You know that." He roughly holds the sides of Jimin's face, forcing him to look at him.

"If you were thinking about me you'd trust me on this Jungkook! You're being stupid. What is this Jungkook? What is this really about?" Jimin squirms in his hold, shoving, punching at him in rage.

Jungkook flicks his tongue, sticking it into the side of his cheek. He groans out of frustration, leaning forward to rest his head against his. His thumbs rubbed circles around his cheeks, they both were breathing heavy.

"I don't want you getting hurt, I need you Jimin, Bailey needs you. You shouldn't be doing this, you're not a police officer. It's not your job to hunt down killers, your job is to be a father and a husband." He tightens his hold on Jimin, like if he let go he'd disappear.

Jimin didn't speak, his mind racing, rage boiling inside him that Jungkook was trying to control him. Using their son against him as leverage because he knew it would work.

"Don't you dare bring Bailey into this! I am being a father unlike you. Where have you been every night? Why do you always come home late? You're the one not being a father or a husband here!" Jimin snaps back at him, trying desperately to shove him away.

Jungkook froze slightly at his words, giving Jimin the strength to push him back. He stumbled back, blankly staring at him while he tried in desperation to find an answer.

"This isn't about me Jungkook, this is about you being an absent father and nonexistent husband. I'm sick of you coming home late, going to cuddle me in bed and tell me how sorry you are and how you'll make it up to me. When the fuck will you make it up to me huh? Fucking me won't work this time, I'm not letting you just get away with everything by having sex." He lets out all his bottled up emotions, the anger he's been keeping locked away for so long comes tumbling out.

"Jimin-." Jungkook goes to touch him only for Jimin to push him, forcing him to almost stumble to the floor.

"Don't Jungkook! Fucking don't." Jimin looks at him like no husband should, the pain in his eyes pure and aching.

Jimin stormed out the room, giving Bailey a quick kiss and telling him he loved him before he left. It hurt him to know Bailey probably heard everything, heard his parents fighting when no child should.

"Fuck you Jungkook." Jimin slams his fist down on the wheel, cursing him because he hated when the fought.

His phone begins blaring, Jungkook's name came up on his Bluetooth. Jimin glares at it, wanting to burn the name of he could. He without a second thought declines it, he didn't want to speak to him. Not yet at least, his rage towards him still held strong.

Sometimes he thought he didn't even know anything about Jungkook. Like the man he knew back in high school was another man all together. The man he shares a bed with, he has a child with isn't the same man he married. It scared him he thought that, that he didn't even know his own husband.

Jimin wonders down the school hallway, bag loosely hanging off his shoulder. Kids stalked the lockers, chatting, walking to classes or meeting with friends. He displayed a cheeky smile, a few kids nodding or greeting him as he passed. He'd become quite popular amongst his peers, the talk of the school. No one dared touch him or mess with him since they knew if they did they'd have to deal with his protective boyfriend and the entire football team.

He gets to his locker, he unlocks it, grabbing out the books he needs and stuffing in the ones he didn't. The door suddenly shut when he started zipping up his bag.

"Hey babe, you're looking very sexy this morning. Is it for me?" Jimin snaps his head, being meet with Jungkook leaning against the locker beside, smirking slyly.

"Who else would it be for?" Jungkook pulls Jimin in, hooking his arms around his waist.

"Good. You coming to my game tonight? You know you're the best cheerleader we have." He purred sensually into Jimin's ear, hugging him tightly into his body.

Jimin had grown used to his constant affection-bold expressions of love for him. He actually quite liked it, enjoyed the attention Jungkook showered him with. Staking a claim to the school loud and proud that they were dating and should get used to it. Jungkook hadn't been ashamed of his sexuality, in fact the opposite. He'd always stated his dislike for girls, stood firm that he would only date men-no one else.

So here standing in front of everyone, wearing his football jersey with some of his team surrounding them he once again unapologetically showed his adoration for his boyfriend to the world. Even went as far as boldly crunching a hunk of Jimin's ass firm in his grasp.

"You know I wouldn't miss one of your games. I'll be there cheering you on, maybe if you win I'll give you a prize." Jimin wasn't frightened of flirting back, being just as confident as he was about their relationship.

Jungkook purrs at that response, pulling him in to latch their lips together. Jimin instinctively out of habit wrapped his arms around his neck, tangling with his hair to deepen the kiss. The boys hanging around would've felt awkward if it hadn't been the hundredth time they've seen it. Not that they would complain seeing that Jungkook is the captain, leader of the team. They all idolised him, would do anything for him and his precious boyfriend. He told them all to protect Jimin like their life depended on it.

"I better win then, I want my prize. I'll see you at lunch kay babe?" Jungkook spanked his juicy ass, quickly kissing him one more time before walking off with his groupies in tow.

Jimin bites his lip, very much enjoying the sight of Jungkook leaving. It would forever be the best view he'll ever see.

"God you do realise you guys were in public right? You two really can't keep your hands to yourself's can ya." Tae comes behind him, resting his hand on Jimin's locker.

"What can I tell you, he's fucking hot Tae. Would you be able to keep your hands to yourself with that around?" Jimin elbows him lightly, the two of them head off in search of their own classes.

"I swear you two can't be apart for more than a second, you're inseparable. Isn't he over like every night at yours?" Tae had noticed since they started dating only six months ago that Jimin seemed to have grown a second shadow.

"I really think he's the one Tae. No one has ever made me feel this happy. I know it might sound dumb and I'm probably to young to be thinking about it but I could see myself marrying him. Like having an actual future with him." Jimin couldn't deny how he felt, he's been in this delicious state of euphoria since they meet and he never wanted it to end.

If only that wish could be granted. Jimin could live his fantasy forever but that isn't how the world works. His little fantasy had to end and when it did, it will be a bloodbath where no one was safe from its wraith.

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Well damn! An't I just a drama queen who loves to stir the pot

Love you my psycho bunnies 🐰