-' 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 - pieces perfectly back together
7장
"ouchh my back.." jimin groaned in pain while getting up.
"it was such a bad idea to fall asleep on the couch." he sighed and ruffled his hair as he yawned and looked around him to the familiar living room of the dorm he shared with jungkook.
"is it a morning already? god I must have slept 14 hours.." he sleepily mumbled to himself and got up, it was 6am, he had fell asleep on the couch slightly after 4pm yesterday. after stretching his sore arms, he went into the kitchen and made coffee for him and jungkook which brought him to wonder whether the boy was even there.
"oh jungkook.. where is he by the way?" he questioned and walked to stand in front of jungkook's room door, he knocked on the door hoping that there would be an answer.
"jungkook-ah? are you there?" he asked, feeling disappointed that he couldn't hear any response, now his only wish was to see him sleeping soundly. as he slowly opened the door, his heart churned as his eyes saw the empty bed with no jungkook laying on it. the bed looked like no one had slept on it for awhile, all the curtains were closed making the room looking like someone had died in it. jimin stubbornly walked in, opened the curtains and the window, letting some fresh air in and cleaned some of jungkook's clothes into his closet.
"why is he working at all the time? he seriously needs some sleep.." he still kept talking to himself while picking up jungkook's clothes. he saw the same box under the bed making his eyes lighten up a bit as his curiosity grew, he knew he had broke enough boundaries so he gracefully placed his desire aside and left the box as it was.
instead he picked up a picture in frames on the table and looked at it, wondering what might be the stpry behind it.
"is this is.. who? a brother? a friend?"
"he looks like-" jimin said and was pointing at the picture but got surprised by jungkook who walked into his own room tiredly dragging his feet behind.
"what are you doing in my room huh?" he raised his eyebrows as he threw his backpack on the floor letting his body fall on his bed.
"uh.. I was just cleaning your room.." jimin jumped and hid jungkook's picture behind his back.
"what do u got there..behing ur back?" jungkook asked while looking at jimin.
"n-nothing.." jimin said and felt his cheeks burning up. "you are a bad liar you know." jungkook said. he still had that cold tune in his voice.
"and why are u even cleaning my room? Ican do it by myself you know.?.." jungkook questioned.
"uhm.. I just wanted, you're never here and always working so.. yeah why are you even working so much and never sleep you know that's not healthy!" jimin stumbled while talking, and switched subject to something he was actually curious about. he couldn't bare to see jungkook looking so sick and gloomy all the time.
jungkook was just laying on the bed and staring at the ceiling. "yeah maybe i'm doing slow suicide, who knows" jungkook said with his dull voice, and skeepy eyes, making jimin stop trying to put the picture frame back on the table as he froze. those words really pained him,
he had told jungkook multiple times that he should just die, but now when the words came out of his mouth, all he wanted was for him to not to die.
"jungkook-ah.." jimin was about to say something but got cut off.
"just kidding, why are you still in here?" jungkook brushed it off lightly as he changed the subject. jimin quickly placed the picture back on the table and walked towards the exit of the room. he didn't believe that jungkook was kidding, it did look like jungkook was slowly dying. the way he looked like, the way he spoke and acted like nothing mattered, it all made sense to jimin.
the empty look in jungkook's eyes and his saddening dark aura - the way he just carried himself were so noticeable for anyone who paid attention. and to jimin who lived with him, definitely had taken observing jungkook as his hobby in the past fee weeks. it was like jungkook had fallen into a black hole that sucks all the happiness and light in life.
jimin sighed, feeling his heavy heart weighing as he didn't want to leave jungkook out of his sight, he closed his door softly before he spoke from the kitchen.
"there is still coffee I made.. drink it before going to the class...." jimin's faint voice was heard, making jungkook slightly smile.
smile doesn't look good on you, it only looks good on them who truly deserves it.
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"park jimin wait up!" jimin turned around at the school hallway when someone yelled his name.
"what? min yoongi?" jimin asked, being surprised by yoongi approaching him looking worried.
"kim taehyung and three other boys beat jungkook up and after just like a few hits he just collapsed. you're his roommate so I need your help.." yoongi said making jimin's eyes widening out of terror.
jimin knew that jungkook wasn't very strong right now - he wasn't strong at all and was overworking himself too much. he was unpleasantly shocked because he thought they were over about bullying jungkook.
"what the hell!?" he spat outloud, anger building up as he ran after yoongi.
when they reached outside, they noticed jungkook sitting on pavement and he had a red spot on his cheek. but he looked so tired and exhausted at the same time, his eyes were closed shut as he was leaning against a wall that was the only thing keeping his fragile body collected.
jimin hurried to him, placing his hands to his face to examine the red spot.
"come on jungkook-ah, I'll help you, let's go to our dorm." jimin said and was ready to help jungkook up, who slowly opened his eyes as shooked his head, not liking that jimin was touching him.
"no stop please, I don't need your help.." jungkook said tiredly and was trying to get up by himself but failed miserably, his body was giving up on him because he had given up on his body.
"look at yourself you can't even get up, let us help you" jimin said sympathetically and took jungkook's left hand and placed his arm around his waist, while yoongi grabbed his right hand and supported him to stand up.
when they reached their dorm jimin and yoongi's carried jungkook to his bed, jimin felt pleased cause at least he had finally gotten jungkook to sleep and rest, but his heart was burning with rage towards his friends.
"I'm so sorry jungkook for my friends.. I'll talk to them about this" jimin apologized and sat on the edge of jungkook's bed, the boy shooked his head sleepily.
"no need to apologize just forget about all of this.. it's not a big deal, you will end up fighting and I don't wanna be the reason of it.." jungkook said, eyes almost closed and was about to fall asleep. he was too selfless, and it pained jimin that he had never noticed that, instead always thinking he was arrogant and selfish.
jungkook didn't use his cold dull voice, it was more of a soft and delicate which left jimin surprised but he thought it was really cute.
"they can be real assholes sometimes though.." jimin said and laughed. so did jungkook whose eyes were now closed.
"now try to sleep please.. you are exhausted and hurt.." jimin said touched jungkook's hand that was extremely cold, and brushed his hair out of his pretty eyes that were peacefully shut. jungkook looked pale and had his eyes closed, but jimin still found him oddly cute as he observed his sleepy face, still thinking of what jungkook said earlier as a joke that left him feeling uneasy. he placed a blanket on him to make sure he was warm and wouldn't catch a cold.
jungkook was so sleepy that he was mumbling some words that jimin was able to understand.
"thank you jiminie" he said and pouted.
jimin was really surprised by that nickname and jungkook's cute way to say that. it was so new and different, but so humane, jimin had started feeling so attached to the boy, living with him and seeing his vulnerable side made him treat jungkook as a fellow human rather than an enemy. he couldn't despise him anymore, those negative feelings had been replaced by something more positive.
"you're welcome jungkookie.. I will help you from now on. I promise." jimin smiled, hand brushing jungkook's beautiful face before he looked away and started to make his way out of the room.
"come on min yoongi let's go." jimin whispered quietly and yoongi stopped his doings and followed behind.
"what are you even doing ?" jimin whispered and asked yoongi who was doing something in jungkook's room.
"nothing.. let's let him sleep" yoongi said and walked out the room with jimin who quietly closed the door. he sighed heavily and threw himself on the couch.
"did you hear the way jungkook was talking to me!!? he has never been that soft.." jimin said all excited.
"he was soft once.." yoongi mumbled quietly.
"what?" jimin asked. he did hear what yoongi said but wasn't sure if he heard right.
"oh uhm.. good for you eheh.." yoongi said and fake laughed.
"okay... well I'll skip my classes today and stay here with jungkook.." jimin sighed, as he looked at yoongi who went to put his shoes on. he had an headache and his thoughts were bothering him, he had to let it off of his chest.
"do you think he's making a slow suicide..?" jimin let out a deep breath, feeling too exhausted to bottle these thoughts. he wasn't sure why he decided to ask yoongi who knew nothing but to jimin's surprise, yoongi's eyes grew wide as he gasped.
"what? why would you think that?!!" he asked, feeling a loud strike of pain in his heart. he needed the answers from jimin, who just brushed it off. he realized that he doesn't feel like sharing jungkook's life to a creepy stranger.
"uh nothing.. you can go now, I'll make him some food now so thank you senior min yoongi." jimin said politely and bowed 90 degrees, leaving lots of questions in yoongi's mind and his brows furrowed.
"uh.. no need to be polite or thank me.. it's okay and you can call me just yoongi hyung." yoongi said friendly, needing more answers as he hesitantly walked out of the apartment, not really wanting to leave yet.
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jungkook woke up to an amazing scent. he wondered if someone was making food, he was still laying in his bed and suddenly all the happenings were flowing back.
kim taehyung and jung hoseok starting a fight him and hitting him with two other boys but then he blacked out, and then he remembered seeing min yoongi and jimin then brought him to his bedroom. he thought it was so embarrassing and felt really burdened. his thoughts got interrupted as he noticed the painting back on his wall that got destroyed at jimin's party, the picture was definitely put together perfectly. it was clear that someone had glued them, someone who knew what the picture was.
just staring at the painting, reminded jungkook of his past, losing his grandma after losing his best friend yugyeom is a devastating car crash. they were both in the car, but only he survived and everyone at school kept reminding him about it. yugyeom was the person who was always defending jungkook when he got bullied and didn't know how to defend himself since it happened a lot.
people in school started to bully jungkook again and even blame him since yuggie was a very much loved person at school due to being really social.
jungkook blamed himself too, but his grandmother helped him to overcome that. it helped for a short moment until she then also passed away. then his world had officially fallen apart.
but still, how was it possible that the painting was back on his wall? no one should know what it looked like since supposedly no one else had never seen the picture.
jungkook got up from his bed and was looking himself on the mirror. he realized how ugly he truly was, he had bags under his eyes, he looked pale and too skinny. and his face, he had a swollen lip and bruise on his cheek.
when he was done criticizing himself through his reflection, he went out of his toom to see jimin making food and singing quietly.
" i want you to be your light, babe you should be your light.
so that you won't be hurt, so that you could smile.
i want you to be your night, babe you could be your night.
so that i could be honest to you tonight. "
jungkook thought he sang beautifully, jimin had a gentle and soft voice. he walked next to jimin to see what he was doing, he thought jimin seemed to be in a good mood.
"hi" jungkook said, making jimin jump.
"OH MY GOD JEON JUNGKOOK YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!" he yelled, clutching his chest, making jungkook almost laugh but he quickly wiped it off. jimin saw that for sure.
"I like your voice." jungkook complimented him out of nowhere, not understanding why the hell would he do that. it also took jimin by surprise.
"oh you heard that? thanks..." he asked and blushed.
"yea.. what are you making?" jungkook asked since he was starving to death, literally.
"kimchi fried rice and chicken." jimin said all smiley. jungkook really liked that dish a lot.
"did you rest well? you should've slept much longer" jimin said, making an eye contact with jungkook who still looked almost as tired as before.
"uhm yeah I guess, I just happened to wake up.." jungkook said and sat down to look out of the windows. jimin brought the food on the table for both of the boys.
"jimin.. have you seen the painting on my wall?" jungkook asked carefully. he didn't use his cold voice like usually, because he felt vulnerable and embarrassed by jimin seeing his mental breakdown.
"painting?... oh the one which someone ripped... and i'm sorry about that, i heard that it was important to you.." he said, jungkook knew jimin was being sincere. but it made jungkook wondering.
"wait- where did you heard that the painting is important to me?" jungkook asked, because he was pretty sure he never told anything about the painting to him.
"senior min yoongi told me.."
jungkook's eyes were wide, how would min yoongi know anything? "what.. what would that guy know?" jungkook mumbled to himself.
"aren't you guys friends or something?" jimin asked, seeing how jungkook shook his head.
"I have no idea who he is.. we're definitely not friends" jungkook sighed.
"okay that's weird.. but what about the painting?" jimin asked, remembering where this whole conversation started from, he really liked having a casual chat with jungkook with no name calling and being harsh to each other. for some reason, he liked how he was with jungkook, he felt normal - he felt like being himself.
"oh right, it's back on my wall and it wasn't there on this morning.. someone had glued the pieces perfectly back together.." jungkook said and jimin's eyes widened. he was being for real, he was innocent.
"but.. how is that possible.. I saw the pieces on the floor and then senior min yoongi I mean yoongi hyung cleaned them away.." jimin said, scratching his head, jungkook found it weird that jimin was calling him hyung. but he was really confused as why was min yoongi interrupting his life so much, did he take the pieces?
"do you think someone could've like searched up the painting on internet because they felt bad for ripping it?" jimin asked, seeing how jungkook shook his head.
"my grandma made the painting.. it represents me and uhm.. my grandparents as butterflies around me.." jungkook said, not looking at jimin, but jimin felt how sensitive topic it was, now he understood why it was very upsetting for jungkook to see the painting ripped into pieces.
"that sounds beautiful, now I really wanna see the picture" jimin ran to see the painting on the wall and was surprised as how beautifully it was painted, it looked so dark and dramatic, but so safe and loving.
as if jungkook was alone in the big world with the two butterflies taking care of him.
"this is incredible.. is this geumjeongsan in busan??" jimin asked, it surprised jungkook that jimin recognised it so well.
"yeah.. it is.. my grandparents used to live there but when my grandpa died my grandma moved to seoul and took me in some months after that." jungkook smiled a bit as he looked at the painting.
"ah.. so does your grandma live here somewhere close?" jimin asked, he did want to get to know jungkook and having a casual conversations was a great start of it.
"yeah.. she's now the other butterfly" jungkook touched the painting and smiled sadly, jimin
understood that. he was a slightly but taken aback but felt like jungkook thought he was already pitying him, this was a great opportunity to prove him wrong.
" ah I'm sure she's now the most beautiful butterfly out there" he smiled, and jimin was correct, jungkook liked that he didn't say he's sorry for the loss or start pitying him, but said something rather comforting and beautiful.
"yeah I hope so.." jungkook said and turned around.
"I think I'm gonna sleep some more now or study" he jumped on his bed, seeing jimin walking towards him with his eyebrows narrowed.
"but you barely ate!" he said, making jungkook hum. "I'm full, but thank you very much." jungkook looked at jimin, who understood the cue that jungkook would like to be alone for a while.
"okay well.. at least you ate" jimin hummed as he walked out of the room.
do not get attached, he will leave.
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do you have any idea who yoongi is in this story?
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