"Tempted whispers" || Jikook

ch-22 : shadows of night

Chapter 22: shadows of night

Jimin hurried through the dimly lit streets, his steps quickening as he clutched the grocery bag tightly. The night air felt heavy with unease, and he couldn't shake the feeling of dread that settled over him like a suffocating blanket.

As he turned a corner, he froze in his tracks, his heart plummeting to the pit of his stomach. Standing before him was his uncle, a shadowy figure lurking in the darkness, his menacing presence sending shivers down Jimin's spine.

"Jimin," his uncle's voice dripped with malice, sending a chill through the air. "I see you're still skulking around like a coward."

Jimin's breath caught in his throat as memories of past horrors flooded his mind, his body trembling with fear. He tried to muster the courage to speak, but his voice failed him, leaving him paralyzed with dread.

His uncle stepped closer, his eyes gleaming with malice. "You thought you could escape from me, didn't you? But you can't run forever, boy. I'll find you wherever you hide."

The threat hung in the air like a dark cloud, suffocating Jimin with its intensity. He felt the weight of his uncle's words pressing down on him, crushing him beneath their merciless weight.

Tears welled up in Jimin's eyes as he struggled to find his voice, his body trembling with fear and desperation. He wanted to scream, to run, to escape from the nightmare that threatened to consume him whole.

But before he could move, before he could even blink, a familiar voice cut through the darkness like a beacon of light. "Jimin!"

Jungkook's voice echoed in the night, pulling Jimin back from the brink of despair. With a surge of relief, Jimin turned towards the sound, his heart pounding in his chest.

Jungkook emerged from the shadows, his presence a reassuring anchor in the storm. His eyes blazed with determination as he stepped between Jimin and his uncle, a silent promise of protection.

"Get away from him," Jungkook's voice was firm, his gaze unwavering as he faced down Jimin's uncle. "He's not going anywhere with you."

Jimin's uncle sneered, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "And who are you to interfere? Just another one of his little friends, I suppose."

Jungkook's jaw clenched with suppressed anger, but he stood his ground, his gaze locked with Jimin's uncle's. "I'm not just his friend. I'm his protector. And if you know what's good for you, you'll leave him alone."

For a moment, the air crackled with tension, the threat of violence hanging heavy between them. But then, as quickly as he had appeared, Jimin's uncle slunk back into the darkness, disappearing into the night like a wraith.

Jimin let out a shaky breath, his heart still racing with adrenaline. He turned to Jungkook, his eyes filled with gratitude and relief. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jungkook offered him a reassuring smile, his gaze softening with concern. "Are you okay?"

Jimin nodded, his throat tight with emotion. "I'm fine. Thanks to you."

Without another word, Jungkook wrapped an arm around Jimin's shoulders, guiding him away from the darkness and towards the safety of his own home. And as they walked, Jimin couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope flicker to life in the depths of his heart, a beacon of light in the darkness that threatened to consume him.