(JIKOOK) Texting Story Snippets

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Jimin swallows hard, turning his cheek to Jungkook and pointlessly trying to free his wrist from the fingers wrapped tightly around it. How did Jungkook even find him? It makes no sense. He hadn't made friends, hadn't told a single person where he was going. No hints or clues. He vanished. "Stop.. talking about it. Those were my final words to you, so leave them to be final. Leave me alone, Jungkook!"

"No." Jungkook growls. He breathes out through his nose audibly, trying to steady his voice. "No. They're not final words, because there's so many more words that need to be said. You can't silence my words. You don't have a choice right now."

"I don't want to hear them, Jungkook!" Jimin screams, pulling away as hard as he can until he can feel their connection slipping, Jungkook's grasp weakening. He can feel the ache in his shoulder yelling almost as loud as his voice. "I want to go, I want to leave you! Go home!"

Jungkook fights the tone of anger, rage he wants to retaliate back in. Jimin is trying to provoke him, that's all. He's trying to make him walk away, and it'll get worse. Jungkook knows the boys game, his patterns. "I know what you're doing, but you can't make me turn my back on you no matter how hard you try and no matter what you say. I won't leave, because I can't. I can't Jimin."

"I want you to leave me. I'm already-"

"You are everything to me." Jungkook leans in to grab Jimin's other wrist, pulling their bodies together until they're almost touching. He doesn't care about anything other than the slightest hint of hope he catches in the way the other turns to look up at him. "Do I have to tattoo it on face?! Do I have to jump off a fucking cliff to prove to you how much you mean to me? Tell me what I need to do. Tell me!" He shakes Jimin's hands, too far past his limit of rationality to notice muttering voices behind him. "I'm here. I'm standing in front of you. I found you. I searched, alone, for you. Just to find you. Just to tell you that you aren't alone. I don't care if you want to be, that's not what we built together."

Jimin winces, drawing himself back again. He parts his lips to deny the word together, to preach about the end of everything between them, but Jungkook doesn't let him utter another word, as if his own words mean nothing.

"I thought it was gone, all of the trust. I thought we lost everything that held us together, but we didn't Jimin. You showed me that in the letter you wrote."

The letter. Maybe not writing any letter at all was a better way to depart. Maybe it would have been easier for Jungkook to let go if he never told him anything.

"You told me, even if you didn't know it, that we still have everything we always had. All I ever want from you is the truth, honesty. I want to hear your inner voice and help you fight off all of your demons. I want to make you feel alive and beautiful and happy and loved. You are so fucking loved." Jungkook is crying, voice betraying him in every place of his speech he wishes they wouldn't. But, he needs all the words out of his head. He needs Jimin to hear them all. "Nothing can make me stop loving you even harder, every single fucking day. Nothing. Not even when you keep secrets from me, because I never wanted to leave you. Never. Not once. I had questions and theories and it hurt me. But I will never, ever be able to keep myself away from you."

"S-stop." Jimin whispers, feeling his chest caving in and he's scared to lose his breath again. Not now. Please not now.

"I love you." Jungkook cries, voice trailing off into a nearly unintelligible declaration of all of his soulful emotions begging to be set free from his heart. "I can't even.. the words I love you don't even sound like enough. I need you, don't you know how bad I need you? Can't you see how much I need you?" Every fragment of his being feels emotion as he pleads, as his fingers flex in response around Jimin's wrists. "Jimin please. Please, see it. See everything."

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A/N: At this point, I think we all needed to get to the part in which they begin talking. Could I have drawn this out some more? Certainly. But I'm kind of impatient and decided a skip of four days worth of mentioned searching could show you guys the time it took for Jungkook to find Jimin. I hope you can imagine how draining that process would be, especially after he went through so much stress before not knowing where to find Jimin when he was kidnapped.

This isn't entirely angsts end, so I apologize for that one 😅 But, I love you guys so much as always~

P.s. I want to thank you all again. I know that maybe I overdo my thanks, but I truly feel so blessed every time I see all of the beautiful things you guys say about this story, or how I write, or and especially when you say that you love me, too. I reread them quite often, because they mean so much to me. I know I'm so awful at responding to comments, and admitting that I come back to them all the time might seem odd to say when I don't even reply to them, but please understand that I'm not trying to ignore them at all! I'm truly just very, very bad at thinking of things to directly say to anybody. Especially when it's replying to compliments 😅 I feel like I'd be so repetitive and everything I respond would seem meaningless when in reality I mean the same 'Thank you so much.' every time wholeheartedly.

If you've made it to the end of this ridiculously long authors note.. heh 😁 Leave a comment and I promise to reply. To every single one. I've been feeling really guilt, okay? I love you guysss ❤️ God.