MOONDUST ʲⁱᵏᵒᵒᵏ

fourty

Jimin's POV

I leave the doctors to attend to my dad. They'll probably give him antibiotics. Slowly I climb the stairs, knowing who is waiting for me. For some reason I'm trusting Jungkook, even after everything he's done, and that scares me.

But what scares me more is what I see when I open my door. Jungkook holds his side, wincing with every breath. Beneath the thin material of his shirt I can see the dark bruises across his chest and neck, the busted lip and bruised cheekbones.
"What happened?" I whisper, closing the door behind me. It hurts to even look at him, my heart just as bruised as his skin. I sit next to him and nudge him slightly.
"Did your dad do this to you?" I ask, my voice growing more urgent. He whimpers in pain as I grab his hand, pulling it away.

"Did you read my messages?" he rasps, his voice croaky. I nod before kissing him softly, pulling him closer to me. My cheeks grow wet as Jungkook cries between each kiss.
"W-we don't have time. I-I'm leaving and-" he says between each sob. I shake my head and push him down onto the bed.
"Lie down, we have plenty of time. Everything will be alright, I promise" I say, grabbing a blanket from the bottom of my wardrobe. Its thick and a dull grey colour, designed for when temperatures drop on the Moon as the Sun didn't reach our side.

Jungkook's fingers trace over the symbol of the space center as I tuck him in, gently touching his cheek.
"Do you remember when we first talked to each other?" he whispers, his voice reduced to a silver by the damage done to his throat. I kiss his nose and smile at him.
"I was so happy that my message got to someone, anyone......but now I know you're not just anyone." I say, swallowing the tears that threaten to appear. Jungkook glances out the window, his eyes drooping.

"I should've walked out with you, there and then.....maybe-maybe then everything would hurt less. I'm sorry, Jimin" he mutters, eyes closed as he holds my hand. I look down at our hands, mine considerably smaller than his, our fingers tangled together.
"We're a mess......but you're all I have. I want us to stay together forever, okay" I mutter, lying next to him. Jungkook opens up the blanket and moves closer to me, resting his head on my chest.
"We can try" he mutters sleepily. I gently stroke his hair as he slips into sleep, watching his chest slowly rise and fall. Only once he's fully gone to sleep do I get up.

The house is empty, a note left on the floor telling me that my mum has gone with my dad to the laboratory and that they'll be back in the morning. I scrunch it up and put it in the bin. We'll be long gone by then. Walking quickly, as if they would change their minds and turn back, I enter my dad's study. Pulling books from the bookshelf, I start emptying it till I fall on a part of the bookcase that's been cut away to make space for a safe. 

The combination is easy, I've seen my parents do it numerous times. Inside, I find a few credit cards and small bag of cash. I grab the bag and double back to the kitchen. I grab two water bottles and fill them, take some apples, breakfast bars, the spare grocery cash under the fruit basket and some instant ramen packets. Stuffing them into a sports bag, I head back upstairs and slip into my room, closing the door silently. I grab some shirts, jeans, shorts and a jacket and put them in my bag, keeping some extras and placing them in Jungkook's.

I pause, looking at how the rising sun casts shadows on Jungkook's face, turning his bruises into patches of gold.

Tomorrow everything will change

a/n the song above is a cover of my favorite artist by my favorite youtube coverist. I imagined Jimin playing this whilst watching Jungkook sleep