⚠️mention of a uncomfortable word⚠️
jimin walked up to the bed and sat down on the edge of it.
he's broken, that's why he does this.
jimin reached to jeongguk's hair, caressing it.
the mafia fluttered his eyes open, moving his hand to rub his eyes to see jimin.
"hi." jeongguk whispered.
"hi." jimin whispered back.
"i'm surprised you're not trying to escape." jeongguk curled up a smile. "how come?"
jimin moved his hand away and started to fiddle with his fingers.
"it must've been hard..." jimin looked up at him. "..wasn't it..?"
jeongguk's smile disappears, then scoffs. "i don't get it."
jimin gets up from the bed, walking over to the drawers and picked up the polaroid, walking back over to him.
"i..i found this." he hands him the polaroid. "i didn't mean to..look around, but.."
jeongguk sat up from the bed and stared at the polaroid.
"..i-i just want to know why you're like this." jimin mumbled.
"you already found out." jeongguk puts the picture down on the bed. "you read the back, didn't you?"
"i did."
"then you know."
jeongguk pat down on the bed, wanting jimin to sit down.
which he did.
the mafia crawls over to him and attached to jimin's leg, cuddling on his thigh.
"i try my best not to kill or even hurt innocent people. but i don't know what i'm doing anymore."
jimin placed his hand on the mafia's hair.
"when i started..it was only getting rapists, homophobes, abusers..molesters and all." jeongguk slightly tightened his grip on the boy's thigh.
"you have to learn from the past."
jeongguk fluttered his eyes, lifting his head up to face him. "what do you mean?"
"i know you had a rough past. but hurting and killing others isn't the right answer."
"jimi—"
"i don't want you hurting anymore people. it's not right. your past doesn't belong here because it's already over with. don't you get that?"
jeongguk just stared at him.
jimin fluttered his eyes down and noticed his hand started to shake.
he places his hand on the mafia's hand, looking back up at him.
"please."
"h-hold my hands down."
jimin tilted his head, then widen his eyes.
he grabbed the mafia's hands and pulled him down, staring at him with worried eyes.
jeongguk seemed like he didn't want to harm jimin.
"i-it's a habit..i don't want to hurt you."
"trust your heart. your habit is coming from your head. it's okay."
jeongguk just closed his eyes, resting his head on jimin's shoulder.
you feel bad now, don't ya? heheheheheh
