Jikook Stories 2 [Completed] ✔️

Broken

Jungkook POV

"Please stop...I beg you please, I'll promise I won't annoy you anymore" Jimin begged.

"I don't care anymore so tonight, you are going to take everything that I'm going to do to you"

"NO!"

Those memories....

It haunt me....

I did something I shouldn't have....

Flashback
Park Jimin. A hyung that annoyed me.

So many things that he did to embarrass me.

"Jungkookie likes me~~ right right right??" Jimin said while doing aegyo.

I push him away. "No I don't Jimin"

"It's hyung jungkookie!"

"Tch, you're too short to be one"

His smile faded but then he cheerfully said "Aww, you're so mean~"

Times when I just wanted him to disappear.

"Where is Jimin?" I asked. Jin looked at me, smiling. "Oh? You actually care now?"

"Yeah, if he isn't here" I bluntly said. Jin sigh, shaking his head. "He went out"

"To die?"

"Jungkook!!" Jin scolded me.

I roll my eyes. "I was just joking"
"You don't joke around like that" Jin said. I shrug my shoulders. "Okay then"

I wanted him to get out from the house. I hate seeing his face, his annoying voice.

So I did horrible things that he hates.

Calling him names.

"So Jungkook-shi, do you also like Jimin as much as he does?" My mom asked.

"I don't like that faggot and I never will"

He was just beside me and I  saw tears in his eyes.

"Ms Jeon I think I need to go to the bathroom.." Jimin said.

"Good then, a faggot like you should be put in the toilet bowl"

Jimin put his head down, walking away.

"What is wrong with you?!" My mom yelled. I just shrug. "It's the truth"

Pushing him away.

"Kookie~ give me a kiss~~" he wrapped his arm on my neck, making a kissy face.

I was disgusted so I push him, he landed on the floor with a loud thud.
"Jimin! Are you okay?" Jin help jimin up. Jimin smile fakely and said "I'm alright, I'm going back to my bedroom now"

When he left, Jin glared at me.
"Can't you be more softer?"

"Never"

I even beat him up.

He accidentally drop my food and he said "I'm so sorry Jungkook-"
I didn't let him finish when I grab his arm and punched him.

He fell down and I grab his collar, punching him again and again.

"You better not touch my stuff with your filthy hands you faggot!" I scream at him.

He nodded and I let him go, leaving his lips and cheeks bleeding.