Millions of Pain

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Author's POV

"W-what...?" Jungkook stuttered, couldn't believe what he just heard, and for an unknown reason, he felt his heart stop before beginning to beat again but at such a fast pace that he thought it would fly out from his chest if this continued seconds further. Immediately, he clutched his chest area and held on there; feeling the thump against his palm.

It was loud and clear in his ears.

"Y-you're such an asshole in the morning, General Park." Jungkook spat out and heard the same raspy voice chuckle in return; sending once again a wave of electricity through his back and spreading throughout his whole body as he clutches his chest area more tightly unconsciously, feeling his heart almost drop.

'Whatever you say, Jungkook. We both know you like it.-'

Jimin's lines were cut off as later on Jungkook heard a sound of a door opening and the footsteps of someone greeted his ears, making his lips curved into a thin line and his sense perked up; couldn't help but to wonder who it was. Is it a man...? A military too...? Was it his friend...? Questions filled Jungkook's mind by the sudden situation but nevertheless he kept quiet and decided to focus on the moment before assuming something.

"Jimin..." Was all Jungkook could hear before unrecognizable words followed after the name as his body froze; realizing the bunch of questions in his head was answered instantly when his ears once again were greeted by not a man as he guessed- but instead a woman's voice. And a sly one too on top of it all.

And of course, like before... A wave of different feelings hit his chest; but rather than tingling excitement or heart beating fast, his chest was welcomed by pain punches that were almost as if they wanted to break his rib cage. Jungkook closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, wondering what he did to suddenly receive these kinds of emotions.

'Alright, I need to go Mr. Jeon. General Park is honored to be at your service.'

As soon as Jungkook heard the statement, he immediately hung up as he leaned his forehead against Jimin's house's door while clutching both his chest area and the smartphone in his hands. His mind flew back to the barely heard voice... It's a woman... You don't need to hear it twice... But who is she? She called Jimin in an informal tone...Is she a friend? But the way Jimin immediately held their talk said otherwise... So she is something more then? A groan escaped from Jungkook's lips as he turned around, leaning his back against the door; still closing his eyes tightly.

Why is he feeling like this? It hurts... Jungkook couldn't explain how it feels and where it comes from but he feels as if someone just ripped his heart out. It's the kind of pain that you feel, but you can't touch. A pain you know of, but can't explain, a pain so fierce you go insane. The unknown pain that clutches your heart and burns in your soul, the pain in your life too strong to carry on, the unknown pain that clouds your mind and devours your every thought, the pain that's unheard of, and the pain that's not seen.

Why? Why is he feeling like this? There's nothing to be hurt of so why?

Shut it, Jungkook! Why do you even care?! You want nothing but his dick remember?! Jungkook screamed mentally, trying 1000 ways to stop what he currently feels and thinking back on what his brain let out; it was right. The only thing that he wanted is the piece of the male- it's the first thing he craves on the first day. Lust... Nothing more and nothing less. Just that. But now what? Why is he suddenly greeted by multiple feelings he never thought he had in the first place? Where did they even come from?

"Fuh, calm down Jungkook. It was nothing... You're only sleepy, that's why." He mumbled breathlessly as he opened his eyes and glanced down at the baby pink blanket in his hand before remembering what happened between them for the second time that morning. He scoffed loudly and decided to not waste any time any longer as he turned around and pushed the password with a blank face; despite the fact that his inside was still a mess.

But yeah, he's good- wait no. He's excellent at hiding his feelings away. After all, living for almost 26 years made him learn that the less you care, the less you hurt. So he keeps doing that. But just now he forgot the motto and cared a little bit about his new neighbors by wondering who's the woman with the sly voice and look where he is now... In pain. Jungkook couldn't be angrier at himself for the careless action so he quickly composed his feelings and ignored them.

The lock let out a sound as the number glowed in green before a click tone was heard and the door opened just a little bit slightly. He then held out his hand in a hurry and grabbed the door before opening it wide for him to enter; long forgetting the reminder that Jimin asked him to stay quite as much as he could. He stepped past the door, landing his feet on Jimin's house for the first time as he looked around.

The house is designed in modern colors; gray, dark gray, white and black- the same as Jungkook's but the furniture on the other hand screamed for wealth. You didn't have to be smart to guess they at least cost $10,000 or more each. It proves that the general is rich as fuck so he couldn't help to feel curious- which he always is- wonder why Jimin moved into this neighbourhood while the man evidently could afford better houses and bigger ones and safer on top of it all.

He sighed before making his way to the dark gray three-seater couch, two-seater and one-seater couches positioned in a U shape, and a medium-sized glass table placed in the middle of them. Just then his doe's eyes landed on a pink yet grayish wooden crib that was positioned right beside the one-seater couch not too far away from him as it was decorated with baby polar all over... Same as the blanket he holds.

He moved forward, holding out the blanket to put it on the nearest couch's hand rest but unexpectedly stumbled on a glass table; creating a thumping sound when his knees landed on the marble floor as he groaned at the sudden pressure. "Fuck!" He cursed, placing his hand on the table and the other one on the couch before slowly standing up, cursing at himself for being so careless around the area.

Standing on his feet again, he quickly places the soft material on the couch's hand rest as he makes his way back towards the exit before suddenly hearing a tiny muffle voice echoing in the living room; making his eyebrows lift up in confusion. What the fuck is that...?

He turned around and stayed still for a bit, wanting to see where the voice came from as his eyes scanned the whole area; curiosity filled his stomach. The tiny muffled voice once again echoed the space, catching Jungkook's attention as his ears perked, and looked toward where he believed it came from by his senses. It was barely heard if you don't keep quiet as Jungkook turned and found himself looking over the bottom of the one-seater couch for the second time.

The crib.

Is there... a baby in it...?

Realization hits his brain as he quickly makes his way toward the crib, almost running a little as he reaches the thing just to widen his eyes. Obviously, there's a baby in it but the main highlight is why is this poor little thing here...? All alone? What if something happened?! What if someone breaks into the house?! What the fuck is Jimin even thinking?! Is this why the man said to be quiet?! What the hell?!

Millions of questions filled his mind as Jungkook felt his heart boil in anger.

He looked over at the baby again and noticed the baby was wearing sunglasses, what the heck?!

"What the fuck is wrong with him?! Wearing this on a baby?!" Jungkook cursed as he bent down, and decided to pull the sunglasses from the baby; thinking she- judging by the pinkish color he could only tell it was a girl- must have felt really uncomfortable with that thing blocking her eyesight. Hell, he would feel annoyed too. However, his action was halted when he noticed the newborn was wearing a high-tech earpiece that probably cost half-year of his house tax which is A LOT.

"Is she... deaf?" Jungkook feels like an idiot for even asking because the answer was literally in front of his eyes but he couldn't help and spill the concern because truly- this is his first time seeing a baby up close and on top of it all, a deaf one too so obviously he was surprised and confused; didn't know what to do.

He focused back on the infant and noticed the girl still let out a tiny muffled voice; almost as if she was crying but it was barely heard. Not sure what to do to make it stop, Jungkook held out his hand and slowly let his palm touch the baby's cheek; feeling the soft skin texture against his warm one before allowing the tip of his fingers to tenderly wander around the baby's face. A warm emotion spread throughout his whole body when he heard a beautiful giggle coming from her in return as Jungkook tried so hard not to smile but failed instantly, and ended up cracking a smile.

For a moment, his mind didn't seem to question the sunglasses the baby wears... For a moment, he smiled genuinely after a few years of faking it... For a moment, he feels as if he wanted to protect the baby from the cruel world and for a moment he feels love...

"You're so cute." He muttered.

But that's the case, only for a moment.

"This jerk..." He growled under his breath, remembered Jimin as he slid his hand and once again took out the phone to call the general and perhaps give the male a few non-offensive curses for leaving this poor little thing all alone without a guide. He didn't waste any time and pushed the number in his history contact before hearing it ringing. He then moved his hand from the baby before making his way deeper into the house; decided to get ready for whatsoever things were going to happen the moment the general picked up the line.

But that was until...

"Park Min Ha!! Where are you?!"

Jungkook immediately jumped at the sudden scream as he gasped; realizing that someone, or to be more specific; an unknown male just entered the house. He cursed under his breath and hid behind the walls as he was in the kitchen area before glancing back to his phone; seeing that Jimin didn't pick up the line. Oh, how much he wanted to scream and throw the phone away... But he restrains himself from doing so and peeped over the man; watching the stranger wander around as if searching for something.

"Park Min Ha~~ Where are you~~" The man sang as Jungkook watched him getting close to the crib as seconds passed through; making him close his eyes tightly before biting his lower lips harshly. He leaned against the wall before eyeing around the kitchen to search for any sharp tools- literally ANYTHING, that can be used as a weapon. And unfortunately, maybe it was because Jimin just moved three days ago- his kitchen tools are not yet finalized and not even a single knife was spotted.

"Fuck. Fuck." He cursed breathlessly, feeling panic surge through his body as he didn't think any further and grabbed whatsoever thing that was near him- which is a pancake pan- and didn't waste any time than to marched towards the man who was bending down in the crib; looking like as if he wanted to take the baby away from behind; unknowingly this makes Jungkook angrier as he held out the metal and swing it across the man's head; resulting a loud of pang filled the living room followed with a pained outcry coming from the intruder.

"Who. The. Fuck. Are. You?!" Jungkook yelled and continued to hit the man- who was now laying on the floor- with each word that came out of his mouth.

"Oww!! What the fuck- Oww stop!!!"

"I'll stop if you tell me what you are doing here!!" Jungkook countered and continued to hit the man again with the pancake pan.

"I'm here ahh! To take care of Min Ha for fuck sake!! Stop!!"

He immediately stops and looks over at the man. Take care of Min Ha...? Who is that?

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