Don't Say It Was A Lie

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Author's POV

The night was cold and raining, thunder blasted every time the lightning struck as if it was a hint that something bad would happen. The sky was dark but thanks to nature, it will sometimes be decorated with a white flash; creating a whole exotic yet scary scenery in front of you as you can see the lightning pattern directly. Therefore, make people stay in their own house.

Yet however, there's a sound of someone's footsteps running down the particular street followed by heavy breathing, proving it's been a while since they started running. It was a young man, he was wearing a green military uniform with a black backpack hanging both on his shoulders from behind; ignoring the fact that it was raining heavily and he was all soaked up from it.

The person is of course; none other than Jeon Jungkook, himself.

But the question is why?

Why is he running?

What happened?

"No, no, no… This is not supposed to be happening. No way!!" He shouted at no one, still moving his legs at a fast pace as he cupped his head; almost losing his mind by the news he received earlier.

He had just come back from the military training camp since it was a book-out day, so he decided to meet his loved ones given the opportunity. And yes, with that means; the love of his life. Or at least, that's what he called that one special soul. But now what? He got to know something that he least expected, not in a million years had he ever imagined something like this would happen.

"There's no way that could happen. We didn't even meet each other for months!!" He screamed, pouring all the anger feelings he had inside hoping this was just a nightmare and he would wake up soon. But the longer he stares at the dark sky, the longer he feels those raindrops fall on top of his face, the longer his feet tremble and almost give up out of exhaustion, the more he realizes that this nightmare, his nightmare to be exact– has become a reality.

A reality that is too much to be true.

It scared him.

It scared Jungkook to the point he couldn't accept this.

Not the people but the mind, not the storm but the silence, not the answer but the question, not the result but the reason, he's scared of. Not the real but the dream, not the moment but the memory, not the lie but the truth, not the death but the life, He's scared of. Not the end but the start, not the strangers but the known, not the hate but the love, not the world but the himself, he's scared of.

He was scared of them all.

"I need to see Taehyung. Fuck I need to see him, this isn't it! I would never!" He spoke out loud, almost yelling as he started to move faster; determined to meet his best friend and tell the whole story about what happened. He knows he shouldn't be doing this; he knows he shouldn't be running away from his problem more importantly if he's part of it.

But he did because he's a coward.

And stupid.

If he was in the right mind, he would hear it, he would hear the honking sound, he would see the sudden light coming from his left, he would realize that he was standing in the middle of the road, and most importantly would have acknowledged there was a gray MPV driving directly toward him with a fast pace.

And by the time his senses finally came back, nothing could be heard but the noise of the tires screeching down the black tar; creating a dark mark before a bang sound echoed the area; indicating the front vehicle hit something before followed by a sound of body drop.

Which is Jungkook's.

"Fuck!" He cursed; opening his doe's eyes just to close them back when a hint of light hit his eyes; almost blinding him in an instant as his mouth let out a groan. He let both of his hands dig onto the mattress under him as he slowly pulled his body up to sit and lean against the headboard.

The nightmare… It's been a while since the last time it appeared, why now? Jungkook thought. It's nothing new about the whole vision thingy, believe it or not; he had the same dream almost every day, and at first; it was scaring the shit out of him. Who wouldn't though? Everyone would when you watch how you get into a tragedy, blood everywhere… Sure, everyone would already wake up screaming.

And it's the same for Jungkook, it was hard for him to sleep back then because of this exact same nightmare; however, though, he got used to it after a while, and at last, it is not a problem for him anymore. Yet again, it makes him wonder why it is the same thing; as if a camera played the film but at one point, it didn't go anywhere and was stuck there; rolling the same image again and again like a broken record.

Just like his mind.

"Shit. I need to get some painkillers." He sighed, cupping his head; hoping the sudden dizziness would go away as he slowly opened his sight by blinking his eyes and noticing he was in his room. But that's not it, his clothes also changed, he was wearing an oversized purple hoodie he bought recently and a pair of boxers; his legs were left naked which is the first hint that this is not his doing because it was just not his style.

"What happened last night…?" He mumbled under his breath, questioning the whole situation as he looked to his left to see if there was a hint of someone laying on top of the bed with him but none so he moved his eyes around the room; scanning if there was anyone or anything that shows he has a one-nightstand over. But just like earlier, there were none.

He sighed for the second time and closed his eyes again, just to open them faster than the speed of light when an image of Jimin kissing him hungrily entered his mind. "Fuck!" He cursed, hand flying to his thin lips as he traced the rosy-colored skin using his fingertips while his brain processed more and more memory flashed inside his mind by what happened last night.

He remembered coming to Jimin's house.

He remembered they kissed.

He remembered the way Jimin slapped his face mercilessly– and he liked it.

But that's it. He couldn't remember the rest! He didn't know what happened after, but looking at the way he didn't wear pants right then– he could tell…

"That fucktard. How dare he take advantage? Doesn't he know I'm drunk?" He said, feeling ashamed and hurtful filled inside by the thought of Jimin having sex with him even after knowing he was drunk at the time. Yes, he admits it– he's the one who desperately wanted to taste the general, he's the one who's begging for the man's dick. So what's wrong with this?

The problem is that there's no consent.

Having sex with a drunk mind and having sex with a conscious mind is different, though they ended up doing the same thing he wanted; he didn't acknowledge what happened and didn't give his consent to it. So why, and why, and WHY did Jimin still continue it? It makes Jungkook upset just to think about it.

He assumed they both already did it. But it didn't occur to him that his asshole doesn't feel sore nor his body has any kind of marks.

Quickly, he moved from the bed and stood up before walking towards the room exit; decided to have something before heading to work like always. But he stopped halfway when something, or rather– someone who's lying on his couch; sleeping tiredly caught his eyes. It didn't take him too long to know who it was, just by the undercut hairstyle.

He knew it was none other than Park Jimin himself.

But what is he doing there?

The man was laying on a black three-seater couch; fully clothed, chest facing the ceiling as one of his arms covered across his forehead; mouth gaped open a little as a tiny snoring voice came out from his plump lips. The view in front makes Jungkook unexpectedly smile before giggling a little, he thinks it was cute. Rather than seeing the whole hot human being, Jungkook personally thinks– even though he won't admit it, Jimin looks cute when he's sleeping.

No, scratch that. The man looks adorable, Jungkook was almost tempted to coo at it.

He didn't know what got into his mind, but he dropped to his knees and lowered his body to reach Jimin's face, staring at it as if he wanted to remember every inch of the texture. He examined it carefully, from the black thick eyebrows… to the heavy eyelashes… to the pointed button nose, to the sharp jawline…it makes Jungkook realize that this man; is not only handsome, yet he is beautiful in his own way.

But that's not it, his big doe's eyes somehow stuck at the particular features of the general. It's amazing how it's colored in pink with a little hint of smoke brown, you don't need to touch it to guess that the texture itself is rough. But even so, it looks so inviting that Jungkook couldn't help but stare. He is confused, he can't understand what he wants more; having Jimin's lips or kissing it.

"Staring is bad, don't you know that Jungkook?"

Startled by the sudden voice, he gasped and backed away; standing on his feet as he looked at Jimin with the sexy Phoenix eyes staring up at him. A wave of embarrassment immediately made up for himself as he looked away, praying for the world to open and eat him right there and then. The thought of Jimin catching him staring just seems like a crime suddenly, a sin that shouldn't be known by anyone; it makes Jungkook feel all of the weird feelings inside his stomach-churning…

Knowing he got caught.

"W-what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be headed home already?" He asked, stuttering along the way as he looked up everywhere except for Jimin. He didn't see it, but he could tell the General was smirking devilishly while his sharp eyes traveled up and down; scanning his naked legs. The gesture was enough to threaten Jungkook to run away, he feels sinned for being excited over something like this.

"What am I doing here? Wow, don't you remember anything that happened last night? I'm hurt."

Immediately, Jungkook glared at him, remembering the fact that they did it already without his consent as he ignored the way his body screamed for Jimin's teasing voice. It was raspier than usual and if it's not because of the current situation, Jungkook swears he would already bend over the table and begged Jimin to fuck him shamelessly.

But the problem is that they were in an intense conversation, so Jungkook was left with no option but to put his not-so-innocent thoughts aside. He couldn't take the risk of having a boner in the morning, moreover in front of Jimin; that's just an embarrassment.

"No, I don't!" He said, raising his voice a little as he watched Jimin keeping his smirk and casually sitting up on the couch; back leaning against the headrest as if nothing had happened. And it makes Jungkook frantic that the old male didn't even budge about it, so without thinking further; he walked up to Jimin and caged him; landing both of his palms on the backrest with his doe's eyes still glaring at the ridiculously hot general.

"How dare you do this to me, Park Jimin. I'm drunk and you know it. You fucked me without my–" He stopped halfway when he suddenly realized something.

His ass… It didn't feel sore.

Could it be that… They didn't do anything other than kiss…?

Millions of questions filled his mind and all of them were answered when he looked back at Jimin and noticed he was still wearing his shirt from last night and it was clean; with no hint of sweat or dried cum. And not to mention his own back, it didn't hurt like usual; another hint that they didn't do anything.

Jungkook's thoughts were interrupted when he felt the familiar pair of hands land on his hips, before slowly making their way under the purple fabric and to his naked waist before staying there. "Without your what, Jungkook… You didn't finish the word. Now, I'm curious." Jimin mumbled, voice commanding more than ever as his sharp eyes stared up at Jungkook; while his fingertips slowly; torturously; painfully traced the beautiful tiny waist.

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No, you can say everything, literally anything but please don't say it was a lie because my love for you was the purest thing since the very beginning.

Believe me, sweetheart. Being with you is what I wanted the most, those hours I spent with you is what I treasure the most. How could I forget it? Your big doe's eyes staring down at me… It was so beautiful my heart stopped because of it.

But what can I say… I'm sorry.

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