Chapter 4

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Taehyung offered Jimin to sleep in his bed, while Taehyung would take the couch, but of course Jimin declined. There was no way in hell he would kick Taehyung off his own bed. The couch was more than fine. Jimin could watch TV deep into the night and he enjoyed being this close to the kitchen.

The only downside was that he wasn't the only one using the kitchen and living room at night. Which only turned into a problem the third night he slept there.

Jimin was sitting on the couch, watching Vampire Diaries and silently dying over how hot Damon was, when Jungkook entered the room looking a bit roughed up. He had a split lip, a red spot on his right cheek bone and his clothes looked like someone might have pulled on them with a lot of force. The neckline of his t-shirt was a bit torn on the front but Jimin wasn't sure whether that was a stylistic choice or from whatever fight Jungkook had gotten into. Maybe a bit of both.

Jimin was still somewhat scared of Jungkook, even with all of Tae's reassurances that Jungkook was a good guy deep down and just took some time to warm up to new people. Jimin had never talked to him, but he felt like Jungkook was annoyed by his existence every time their eyes had met over the last months, which really didn't help with how tense Jimin felt.

Which was why Jimin almost felt surprised when Jungkook dropped down onto the couch, casually leaning back and looking at the television. Jimin expected him to ask him to give him the remote or ask Jimin to turn off that teeny shit, but none of that happened. Instead Jungkook simply sat there, with his split lip, man spreading with his ripped jeans, giving Jimin a great view of the tattoos that snaked underneath the fabric of his pants. Jimin couldn't help but wonder how many Jungkook had. And where they were located too.

Not being able to endure the silence Jimin turned around. "Do you need something for...?" He pointed at his own lip. Jungkook simply looked at him for a couple of seconds, not saying anything. Jimin silently swore at himself for not simply keeping quiet. He really didn't want to annoy Jungkook.

"Nah, I'm good."

Jimin stared... that was a surprisingly peaceful reaction. He had expected Jungkook to at least tease him or something. He forced himself to disconnect his eyes from Jungkook, but didn't miss the way Jungkook's tongue flicked over his split lip and something glinted in the weak living room light.

Did Jungkook have a tongue piercing? Jimin had to admit that if he had it probably looked hella good on him.

After another minute of silence and not being able to focus on the series at all, and why the hell was Jungkook even watching this with him? Jimin was pretty sure that he didn't usually watch Vampire Diaries, Jimin got up and walked towards the kitchen to get a coolpack. He was sure that red spot on Jungkook's cheek could need some cooling even if Jungkook denied any help.

"Catch."

Jimin waited for Jungkook's eyes to flicker into his direction before he chucked the coolpack at Jungkook. Jungkook looked down at the blue material, then back at Jimin. Jimin hated those eyes. He couldn't read Jungkook at all. He always had that stoic expression of his that never showed what was going on in his head.

Maybe it wouldn't have been all that bad if Jungkook didn't remind Jimin so much of his step dad. That same cold expression. The tattoos. The alcohol. The willingness to fight. Both were dangerous. Both made Jimin feel on edge.

"Thanks."

Jimin forced himself not to freeze. To just step forward and move back to his place on the big couch, where he could hug a blanket around himself. "No problem."

Jungkook's voice was rough and tired, but unlike his step father's it sounded human. Jimin hugged his blankets tighter around himself. He couldn't keep projecting and assume everyone with tattoos was bad. He knew he would keep going back to doing it, but at that moment he silently promised himself that he would try to stop doing that.

Even with how much Jungkook's presence made him nervous he simply dozed off at some point and when he woke up, probably a good hour later, Jungkook was gone, the TV switched off and he himself was properly lying on his makeshift bed instead of sitting like when he had fallen asleep.

He silently wondered how much of it was thanks to Jungkook.

A/N

It's my 18th birthday today bitches which of course is gonna be used as an excuse to update today<3

Love ya'll!

Also jikook is my favorite in this story<3