Antisoulmate (Jikook)

17.

"You can't just walk in there!" Jimin protested grabbing Jungkook's arm.

"You've said your best friend is organizing a house party," Jungkook winked walking forward to just press the doorbell.

Great, they were in front of Yoongi's house and half of the school was already there, maybe even Taehyung. Jimin was so mad now for telling Jungkook about the party when they had been discussing where to go in the car.

"But people will act weird around you. The whole school is already jealous of me being your dancer," Jimin was really close to tears, unfortunately the door was pulled open abruptly and Farsaya, Yoongi's girlfriend stopped inside in total shock.

"Hi, came for the party," Jungkook grinned pulling Jimin into the hall which was packed with people, that were all stepping back watching them with jaws dropped.

Whatever new humiliation this was Jimin was so not playing along.

"Jimin! Oh..." Yoongi ran his way but stopped watching Jungkook as if a ghost has just entered his house.

There were Sam and a few friends giggling at the side of the living room all talking eagerly. Amazing, drama fulfilled.

"Um..." Jimin pulled his hand out of Jungkook's grip, the last thing he needed were crazy rumors, his life was complicated enough with his antisoulmate.

"Jungkook!" Some girls began to squeal running their way to beg Jungkook for photos he politely declined saying he's on a private schedule.

"Hi... um, nice to meet," Yoongi got his voice back approaching Jungkook to shake his hand.

"So you're the best friend?" Jungkook grinned widely.

"Yes, I'm the best friend," Yoongi winked to Jimin who would gladly hide in the basement from embarrassment.

"Enjoy the party bro. A drink?" Yoongi tapped Jungkook's shoulder.

"I won't say no," Jungkook followed him to the kitchen when Jimin was still standing in the middle of the living room feeling all eyes on himself.

"Jimin!" Sam approached to hug him tightly. "Go with them," she whispered.

"But?"

"Jungkook came here for you, go," his sister pushed him forward towards the kitchen that was now crowded with giggling girls and boys who were all staring at Jungkook like at a piece of art when Yoongi seemed unbothered preparing the drinks for them.

Jimin slipped to the corner next to the cupboards unsure how to handle the awkwardness, actually he had hoped him and Jungkook will go somewhere private and talk properly, but now he was stuck with half the school and his crush on a house party.

"Jimin!" Yoongi approached to hand him the drink. "Loosen up," his friend muttered quietly

They were really similar, Yoongi and Sam, both going team Jungkook and encouraging him to hold on to that craziness, non giving the slightest shit about the information that Jungkook possibly is his antisoulmate.

"Jimin you look pale, are you ok?" Farsaya entered the kitchen looking at him in a worried way.

"I'm good," he muttered taking a sip from the drink which was heavy.

"So, for the night," Yoongi raised a toast pulling Farsaya into his arms when Jimin caught Jungkook's fiery gaze on himself.

The crowd was still watching them, so he lowered his head pretending it's nothing.

Tomorrow the whole school will gossip about them, he will receive a flood of hate from worldwide fans.

Taehyung will watch him like the last cheater and criminal.

The story Taehyung had started to tell him was coming back so vividly. There was the wall ending, a dark abyss he stopped above panting madly, grabbing the cold stone to climb up. The tears flooding down his cheeks and he had trouble breathing in properly, his night robes messed up by the cold wind. There were voices behind him, screaming...

"Jimin! Jimin!" There was someone holding him underneath the arm dragging out of the room and he looked up into Jungkook's worried eyes.

"What happened?" There was that strange feeling all in his body again, like during the moment when he had lost consciousness on the street.

"You've almost fainted," Jungkook wrapped his arm around him leading him upstairs.

"Jimin! Is everything ok?" Yoongi shouted behind them.

"Yes, he's fine," muttered Jungkook continuing to led them through Yoongi's house till they reached the upper terrace with a view over the garden.

There were no party guests here, so they sat down on a hammock chair, while Jimin was still shivering from the inner cold.

"Are you ok?" Jungkook caressed down his back gently.

"I don't know," Jimin sighed trying to stop those rough images of the past.

Did he even want to find out, what he has been through because of his antisoulmate?

Maybe the truth would be too hurtful.

"What happened?" Jungkook was observing him intensively.

"It's nothing important," Jimin closed his fists to stop his body from shivering.

"Doesn't look like nothing to me."

"I have those things happening to me from time to time," he muttered unable to find the right words.

"Is it a health related issue?" Jungkook's arms around him tightened.

"No," Jimin bit his lower lip.

"What is it then? Jin has told me last time we have found you in your grandpa's flat he was afraid you had fainted."

"Grandpa?" Jimin giggled. "Namjoon isn't that old. I bet he's around Seokjin's age."

"Anyway. What is the issue you have?"

"Do I have to tell you?" The arms around him left.

"No, of course not. We're just a backup dancer and a singer, so who do we are for each other," Jungkook got up as if the chair suddenly bit him.

"Jungkook!" Jimin protested loudly.

"Thought... no forget. Don't be late for practice tomorrow," Jungkook put his hands into his pockets then left the terrace not sparing him another glance when Jimin was sitting there so stunned he needed a longer while to get over the shock.

Thank you for all your support, what do you think about Jikook coming to Yoongi's party and their conversation and argument? What will happen now?

Much <3