Jikook Oneshots

Sinking

"I'll just keep my name," Jimin beams. "Our names are beautiful."

*

It was 10:00pm on the fourth day of the voyage. The couple was laying in each other's arms, slowly drifting off to sleep.

"Two days until our new life Chim," Jungkook whispered, his breath causing Jimin's hair to ruffle a bit.

"I know," Jimin reached up to cup the younger boy's cheeks, pecking his lips. "I won't be afraid anymore."

Without any other words Jungkook pulled his husband closer and fell asleep.

The next time he woke up was because of screaming.

He jolted awake and ran to the cabin door, looking through the peephole. People were in life jackets. Panicking. Running. He ran to his lover.

"Minie, baby, wake up right now," Jimin stirred. "Jimin something's wrong, get a life jacket on."

Jimin was more alert now, but still half asleep, so Jungkook guided him to where the life jackets were and put one on him before putting one on himself.

"Baby you have to run," Jungkook pulled the older, panicking more as the screams continued. "Let's go, Please Minie."

Jimin was fully awake at this point, only now registering the panic in his husband's voice. He ran behind the younger, their fingers intertwined. They maneuvered around people and made it to the top deck. It was then he figured out by the un-natural tilt...

The unsinkable ship, was sinking.

"Jimin the ship is sinking we need to get you to a lifeboat," Jungkook scanned the area, just barely spotting one that started descending. He picked Jimin up and ran.

"But Jungkook what about you?" Tears started to fill Jimin's eyes.

"I'll figure it out, I just need you to be safe," By the time Jungkook got to the edge, the lifeboat was halfway down. He looked Jimin in the eye, then brought him into a kiss, a sweet kiss, and quite possibly their last kiss before throwing him over the edge of the ship.

*

With the feeling of Jungkook's lips lingering Jimin landed with a thud. He felt the burn of his lower region where he landed but it barely registered. Jungkook was still up there.

Jungkook could die.

And that's when sobs started racking his body. There were only women, and one male child on the boat, and they didn't seem very happy to see him land, what with him being a male and a minority. The women gave off remarks in English, though some were comforting, probably because of his pitiful demeanor at the moment. Nonetheless, he couldn't understand any of it.

"Child, do you speak English?" He did understand those words, coming from a kind looking lady.

"No," He replied, overthinking even the smallest syllable. Did it sound good enough? It must have, right?

"What language do you speak?"

"Korean."

"I can speak a little Korean. I used to teach English there," The same woman spoke in fluent Korean. The lady looked to be in her late forties. "Tell me what's wrong child."

Jimin started crying harder. "My h-I mean brother threw me over the edge of the ship! He's still up there!"

The woman translated, probably explaining that he didn't jump off the boat, rather he was thrown. They seemed to be a bit more sympathetic over that. But only a little. "We've all lost someone or something, but we have to stay strong. We're going to live!"