Mad Doctor [JIHOPEKOOK FF]

-|Missing You|-

Jimin sees starts for a moment as his stomach drops and his legs tremble, his release coming afterwards with him cuming all over Hoseok's hand.

"Mmm...feeling better Jimin?" Hoseok sweetly asks as he pulls out of Jimin and grabs a wipe from his drawer, cleaning himself off and tossing it into the small trash bin before fixing his pants again.

Jimin lays on the sheets, nodding with a lazy smile as he slowly comes down from his high. "So much better. Thank you hyung." He says, sitting up and watching Hoseok put on his shoes and grab his doctors bag. "What time are you coming back?" He ask, already feeling lonely.

"I'm coming home late. Its a lot of business I have to take care of." Hoseok says, putting on his coat. "If you need anything, call me." He says before blowing a kiss at Jimin and leaving the room.

As soon as the front door closes, Jimin gets out of bed and heads into the shower. After ten minuets of showering and getting dressed, he grabs Hoseok's card and stares at it. "Anything I want.." he mutters, a mischievous smile pokes at his lips as he grabs the house keys and leaves.

••••• hours later •••••

Jimin had the time of his life shopping. He bought himself a lot of nice clothes, some sexy lingerie, and even a pair of leather gloves for Hoseok. For some reason seeing Hoseok in leather gloves just turns Jimin on.

Currently he's sitting at a café, his bags resting at his feet as he scrolls through his phone. He barely uses it, but with the free time he has, he decides to make use of it and search his contacts, well, the only two numbers being Hoseok's and Jungkook's.

Jungkook.

Jimin frowns when he stares at Jungkook's number, next to it the word BLOCKED was labeled.

"Strange...why is his number blocked?" He asks himself as he unblocks it and stares at the number.  Butterflies mingle in his stomach, its been a while since he's talked to Jungkook, but then again, the last time they talked, he was upset with Jungkook leaving.

"I doubt he'll answer." Jimin mutters as he presses Jungkook's number and waits.

It rings and rings, but nothing.

Jimin sighs. Of course Jungkook won't answer him, he's a prince who has better things to do than to talk to a mundane person like Jimin.

Jimin is about to hang up when he hears a low voice on the other line.

"Jimin hyung?"

With his heart lurching into his throat,  Jimin puts the phone against his ear. "Jungkook...how are you?" He asks.

There is a pause, then an awkward silence. "I'm alright." Jungkook finally answers, but the tone of his voice was still very low, as if he was trying to keep quiet. "I tried calling you, why did you block me?"

Jimin wants to throw up. He never blocked Jungkook, he doesn't remember doing it. His phone couldn't have done it on its own, which leaves Jimin with a suspicion that it was Hoseok.

"I'm sorry, my phone accidentally blocked you. I was wondering why you didn't call me either, and that was the reason." He lies through his teeth, guilt stabbing him in the gut.

Jungkook sighs. "Well...I thought it was because you were mad at me for leaving." 

Jimin's heart clenches, making him bite his lip with guilt. "I wasn't mad...I was just sad that you had to go." Jimin closes his eyes, breathing deeply through his nose. "I really wanted to go with you." He confesses.

"I wanted you to come with me." Jungkook replies. "But I couldn't. The sex slave laws are still in effect out here and I don't want you going back into that life."

Jimin swoons at the prince's kindness. "That's what Hoseok said to me too." He mutters.

"Speaking of, how is Seoul? Is Hoseok hyung treating you right?"

A deep blush creeps over Jimin's skin as he thinks about what happened in the morning. "Seoul is amazing! And Hoseok is taking good care of me. He spoils me and makes me feel good." His blush deepens even more, making his toes curl. "He's changed a lot for me."

Jungkook doesn't say a word, which makes Jimin nervous, but then a low sigh is heard, followed by a light chuckle. "I'm glad he's taking care of you." He pauses again, in the  background Jimin hears a woman's voice, but its muffled. "Jimin, I have to go. But lets keep in touch."

"Okay, I'll add you on social media." Jimin says, smiling widely, his heart racing inside his chest.

"Good, but Jimin, don't tell Hoseok you and I are talking."

"Why? Don't you want to talk to him too?"

"No...just for now, lets keep this between you and I. I'll text you incase the doctor is around you." Jungkook informs.

Jimin bites his lip harder, feeling weird for not telling Hoseok about Jungkook. But then again, Hoseok gave him a hard time for wanting to leave with the prince, and he wasn't in the mood to deal with an angry Jung Hoseok.

"Okay, I'll text you too." He says, breathing softly into the phone.

"Jimin...I miss you." Jungkook tells him in a soft, almost whimper like whisper. "I miss you so much hyung."

Jimin closes his eyes, holding back the tightness in his throat as he swallows deeply, feeling his heart about to burst. His feelings becoming a mess as he squirms in his seat. 

"I miss you too, Jungkook."