9 Chapter 8: Pal ♡

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"I need to see your schedule for today." Yoongi's voice was still hoarse so he sipped from his cup of coffee, watching Jungkook as the latter grabbed his notebook.

Mondays were not easy on them and they had a special appointment that day so they needed to be extra careful with the way they were planning their clients. Long fingers struggled to get to the last scribbled page but he stopped right before it because there was a stranger's handwriting on one of the pages. Maybe he wouldn't have observed it if he wouldn't have left that page blank on purpose and he furrowed his brows when he recognised the small but pretty letters.

I fell in love with you

His face looked like it was going to be split in two by a signature bunny grin as he read and reread the words, warmth spreading all through his body. He decided he wanted to hear those words out loud so he licked his lower lips as he began searching for the schedule once again. He bribed Yoongi into tattooing him so he was acting very obediently, not wanting to piss his hyung.

"Is the afternoon fine? I think it will take more than three hours."

He nodded absentmindedly and grabbed his phone in order to text Jimin.

To: Minnie

I found your secret note

It took a few minutes for his phone to buzz and he chuckled when he saw the message he received consisted of a blushing face emoji. He asked his boyfriend he would like to come by the studio after classes were done so they could have dinner together and returned to his job, knowing the first session was going to be quite difficult as it was a tattoo placed on the ribs.

Time went by easily so when Jimin entered the place he was already on the tattooing chair, his arms placed on the backrest as Yoongi was working his magic. He was getting a realistic picture of a wolf's head on his upper spine and he couldn't hold back from laughing at the shocked expression of his boyfriend.

"Are you getting another one?" It was not a reproach, it was pure fascination so Yoongi answered instead of him and told him he could get closer to see if he wanted to. A purple backpack was forgotten on a chair before he did as he was told and his lips parted in order to form a cute "o".

"I think I need a good luck kiss." Jungkook muttered, a barely-noticeable pout forming. Jimin didn't hesitate to lean closer and press a short peck on his cheek and felt his face heating at the realisation that they were not alone. He felt shy now that his Daddy found his little confession and he was curious to see how things were going to evolve.

"No PDA." Yoongi almost whined and dipped the needles in ink once again.

"He's just jealous that he doesn't get a kiss too." The brown-haired man whispered loud enough for everyone to hear. Jimin bit on his lower lip in order not to laugh and anger the elder and sat down on the empty chair placed next to the others'. It was not surprising to see how talented Yoongi was but the movements of his hands were hypnotising. It was hard to concentrate on the current artwork because he could spot a few more tattoos in the lower back area and the entire show was mouth-watering, Jungkook's muscles outstanding with each inhale and exhale.

"So why don't you tell us about your day?"

Jimin began to talk about his classes and the lunch he had with Taehyung and how the latter joined a strange club that was made of swingers. He naturally avoided the story of how he's been pushed inside the bathroom and received a slap across his face because he was sure no one wanted to hear about it.

When they were done Jungkook thanked Yoongi with a hug that the elder seemed to secretly enjoy before dressing his shirt and going closer to steal a kiss from the pink-haired boy. He seemed to be in an extraordinarily good mood because they parted with bright smiles and fingers interlocked on their way to the car. They were waiting at a red light when Jungkook took off his seatbelt in order to attack the other's lips, his tongue daring as it entered the hot mouth Jimin immediately offered access to. A hand squeezed a thick thigh so the younger moaned loudly already needing more but a horn startled the both of them.

"Fuck." Jungkook whispered and hurried to move the car. The student barely regained his breath so he pressed his legs together and ran his fingers through his hair. "What would you like to eat?"

"McDonald's?" The dom wasn't a fan of fast food at all but the cute way his baby asked for it and his good mood convinced him that one meal wouldn't hurt.

"Okay." About half an hour later they were pulling in the McDrive but for the tattoo artist's surprise, the boy had no idea what he wanted. He suspected what the problem was so he asked the worker to wait a second and turned to look into cinnamon eyes. "Would you like me to choose for you?" He knew anxiety could sometimes stay in the way of taking decisions and he was pretty sure he could nail this task.

"Uhm – actually." Jimin's eyes turned to look at his lap. "I know they have Sailor Moon toys." Taehyung has been bringing home some for him and that was the main reason he wanted to eat at McDonald's. Jungkook smiled and ordered two happy meals with different toys along with ice-cream. He never ordered that menu but he decided it was worth it as soon as he saw brown eyes sparkling with happiness. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, kitten." His hand remained safe on Jimin's revealed thigh as they waited for the food and much to the younger's surprise it stood there for the rest of the drive. He didn't question the place they were heading to before he realised they passed through the tattoo artist's neighbourhood and didn't stop.

"Where are we going?"

"Ansan." That was one of the three viewpoints of Seoul so Jimin smiled and fed his boyfriend a French fry as a supposedly reward.

The lights of Seoul were breathtaking and they enjoyed them as they ate, their car being the only one in the area. It was already dark outside and the stars were nowhere to be found so they took a moment to study the capital, indie music playing in the background. It was quite romantic so after Jimin munched on his dinner he rested his head on the tattoo artist's shoulder.

"Why did you choose a wolf?"

"Yoongi-hyung has a raven tattooed on his ankle." The explanation didn't seem to make any sense so he continued. "Ravens and wolves have a special relationship. Ravens depend on wolves to kill for them and open the carcass so when they see a dead body they call for them. That way they both get to eat." It was macabre but he believed the bond was very alike to his and Yoongi's as they were strange individuals. He couldn't imagine his life without the elder's guidance.

"So it's a matching tattoo." Jimin smiled widely.

"I guess so." The topic was sweet but Jungkook had something else in mind. His arms grabbed the smaller boy and moved him over gently so he was resting on his lap. He previously put a lot of space in between his seat and the driving wheel so he could easily hold the other who buried his face in his neck. "I was wondering..." He began teasingly, tightening the hug. "Is there something you figured out recently?"

Jimin hummed against his skin.

"That my puppy eyes can make you do anything I want?" A playful slap fell on his backside and he giggled.

"I think I'm spoiling you too much. Maybe I should learn to be a mean Daddy."

"Noooo –" Jimin whined and pulled away so their eyes could meet. "I like you like this and I think I know what I figured out recently." Jungkook chuckled at the boy's silliness but didn't reply, waiting for a continuation that came in the form of the student leaning to whisper into his ear: "I fell in love with you."

The tattoo artist pressed their lips together tenderly.

"I fell in love with you too." It was a huge step but he couldn't deny that his baby stole his heart and there was no reason to deny what he was feeling. His mouth slid down Jimin's neck where he sucked a new hickey beside an already obvious one, knowing that would turn his boyfriend on. He liked to be marked and Jungkook wasn't complaining as he was pretty possessive too. He couldn't get enough closeness so he continued to suck and kiss every centimetre of skin that was revealed as Jimin involuntarily began to grind against his lap. "No, baby."

"But Daddy –"

"Daddy said no, kitten." It was cruel of him, he knew that but he liked the way his words could make the other squirm. His tone was convincing enough for the student to stop so he began caressing his lower back. "Here's not the place."

"Can we go to your place?"

"Is Baby eager?" Jimin nodded with a shy smile so he received a forehead kiss before he moved back to his place.

The younger spent the night once again and luckily for the both of them the day that followed was Sunday so they could spend it just the way they wanted it. Jungkook wanted to continue his boyfriend's training so in the morning he began by tracing open-mouthed kiss down his nape and spine, wanting to wake him up with pure pleasure. Jimin was resting on his front so it wasn't hard to remove the bed sheet that was covering his lower body and to let his tongue explore the already-stretched hole.

The boy began moaning only seconds later so he continued what he was doing, his eyes fixing small fists that were grabbing onto the pillow. They had mostly vanilla sex so far and Jungkook was still surprised that he was satisfied with that alone.

"Daddy –" Jimin moaned, his voice raspy as he was trying to make his Dom understand that he was close.

"Manners, baby."

"Can I cum, sir? Please." His member was trapped in between the mattress and his body so it wasn't hard for him to explode as soon as he received permission. Jungkook's tongue didn't leave him as he rode through the sensation so he had to wince when feeling oversensitive.

"Good boy." It was a matter of seconds for their mouths to meet. "Good morning, sweetheart."

"Good morning."

There were blue marks all over the pink haired boy's abdomen and legs but when he asked about it, their owner blamed them on his own clumsiness. It was strange but he let it go when breakfast was suggested and they both headed to the kitchen. The tattoo artist wanted to have a date night so they established they should meet in the evening for dinner and clubbing as they were both in the mood to dance.

They somehow coordinated so their outfits matched. Jungkook was looking delicious in ripped black jeans and a dark blue long sleeved shirt that was hiding most of his tattoos and Jimin wore a pair of shorts, black thigh highs, black shirt, a dark pink velvety choker in place. The student looked different and the dom realised he applied some make up when he first kissed his lips, wondering what flavour was his chapstick this time. The answer was cherry so he hummed in approval.

"You look beautiful."

They had fun at dinner and it only got better when they reached the dance floor because it was obvious that both of them were very good dancers. Jimin looked like he was in his element so he didn't shy away from grinding against his boyfriend, enjoying the idea of everyone looking at them and envying him because he had all that hot man's attention. He was proud to be the only one Jungkook was looking at, the only one he wanted to dance with, the only one he treated with so much care. The elder was currently sitting at the bar so he found his place in between his spread legs, his sweet smile demanding one more gulp from the fancy cocktail that was held by long fingers.

"Please." He whispered and Jungkook wrinkled his nose.

"I'll buy one for you, sweetheart."

"But I don't want my own, I want yours." Jimin smiled cutesy and earned a chuckle. The music was loud but they were enjoying themselves, both a bit dizzy because of the alcohol. They shared a deep kiss before the student whispered that he needed to use the bathroom and headed towards the dark-coloured door. Everything was hazy and he almost tripped as he was washing his hands.

"I can't fucking believe your nerve." The voice was too familiar for his liking so he immediately turned around and found Minjae who was looking at him with an enraged expression. Suddenly all the alcohol evaporated from his body and he gulped, deciding it was for the best if he would try to leave. He was about to exit the room when a bigger hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him back, forcing a loud gasp out of him.

"Leave me alone." He did nothing bad, he had every right to have fun with his boyfriend.

"Is that the dick you're currently sucking, Park?" A slap fell across Jimin's right cheek hard enough to make his head turn slightly. "You cock-sucking whore, I'm sick and tired of seeing you around. Why the fuck can't you be normal?"

The pink-haired boy tried to escape but the hand pulled at his wrist once again, the grip hurting him. He knew he was overthinking but he was worrying he could be killed by the homophobic student in front of him and desperation began to seed inside his brain. He found it hard to breathe so when he's been pushed against the sink he didn't even notice how hard he's hit his back, instead focusing on covering his face from the blows that he knew were going to follow.

"I wish you'd kill yourself already." That was all it took for the first sob to rip through his chest and to come out strangled. He wished he could be strong but tears began cascading down his face and that only caused for Minjae to get angrier and shove him again and again. He was tired of this, he just wanted to be left alone.

Minjae must have been drunk because he crossed the line and Jimin curled into a ball as soon as his wrist has been released. He wanted to disappear, every little bit of his skin aching. The most painful kick has been in the stomach and he lost his breath for a few seconds, fearing that he might pass out. He thought worse would happen but suddenly the white neon light was blinding him and he realised what was going on only when Minjae fell on his back beside him.

Jungkook worried because his boyfriend has been missing for too long and the first thing he has seen when entering the bathroom has been his baby being beaten up. He didn't think twice before grabbing the unknown character by the hoodie and punching him in the face hard enough to have him tripping and falling on the floor. Jimin was a hysterical mess but he couldn't calm down so he grabbed the third party again and easily helped him off the floor.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Minjae was speechless, fear painted all over his features. "Jimin, do you know this piece of shit?" The student nodded and started crying harder, mumbling something about them going to the same university. If that was the case, it meant that was not the first time the asshole harmed his baby. "You're messing with the wrong person." He punched him again, this time causing for his nose to break and dropped him on the floor where he delivered a blow using his leg. "If you ever dare to touch Jimin again I'll fuck you up."

Terror was written all over Minjae's face and the sight made it clear that it was the first time someone stood up to him but Jungkook didn't care about these details.

"Fuck off now." It took less than a minute for the boy to disappear and the tattoo artist hurried to the still-crying frame that he carefully gathered into his arms. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. You're with me now, you're okay." The sound of the door opening could be heard again so the elder took it as a cue that they should leave and he easily picked his boyfriend up in order to exit the building.

"D-Daddy." Jimin sounded so broken that Jungkook could feel his heart shattering inside his chest.

"You're safe with me, baby." The student was still shaking like a leaf in his arms so he didn't let go of him when they got outside, looking for a bench on which they could sit in order to calm down. He could only feel anger combined with worry but decided to focus on the latter, knowing his little needed him. "Be a good boy and breathe for me, pumpkin. Can you do that for me? Let's count together."

He tried every calming trick he knew, asking for the boy to name things surrounding them, things he could hear and to move parts of his body slowly so he would become aware of where he was. There was no actual danger but it was hard for his brain to comprehend after the trauma he's just been put through.

"You're doing so well, I'm so proud of you." Jungkook whispered into his ear and held him tighter. "Daddy won't allow anything bad to happen to you, I'll protect you." His knuckles were hurting with the evidence of his words so Jimin finally nodded and sniffled against the strong chest. The elder's designer shirt was ruined because of his snot and tears but he couldn't bring himself to care because the anxiety was still burning his lungs. Why did his existence have to ruin everything? Their night has been perfect until he met Minjae. "Do you think you can handle being in a car right now?"

He gulped.

"Will y-you stay in t-the back with me?"

"Of course, kitten."

The ride to Jungkook's apartment seemed endless but a wave of tiredness crushed Jimin's body and made him cease the crying. The sleepiness dissolved as soon as he realised they arrived to the destination and he waited for his boyfriend to pay before getting out of the car, his hand holding onto a bigger one like on dear life.

He felt pathetic. He let himself being guided inside and realised he was feeling nauseous only when he tried to loosen his shoelaces so Jungkook helped with the simple task, his mind still fogged with worry. They ended up in the bedroom where the tattoo artist helped him remove his clothes one by one, kissing every revealed part of his body.

"I have a little present for you." It was a pink fluffy blanket that he wrapped around his body in order to turn into a burrito. "Do you like it?" Jungkook asked and caressed his cotton candy head. He hurried to nod and to thank him before he saw the man was getting undressed himself. All he wanted were cuddles so when arms wrapped around his cocoon he sighed in relief and struggled to move so the other would join him in the comfortable warmth.

He had no idea when he fell asleep but he woke up feeling sweaty and disgusting so he sneaked to take a shower and changed into clothes that didn't belong to him, enjoying their sweet smell. Jungkook was rubbing his eyes when he re-entered the bedroom and he pulled him against his chest as soon as he sat down on the mattress. He heard an incoherent murmur and realised that was his "good morning" so he snuggled closer in order to listen to the calming heartbeat. He knew he looked terrible and he needed to apologise for causing so much trouble but he had no idea how to begin because there were so many things he kept his Daddy in the dark about.

"Are you feeling better, angel?" He nodded slowly in response and felt lips searching for his forehead. "Are you feeling little?" He had no idea so he didn't move when he felt a hand gently pushing him back so browns could meet browns. "We can have brunch and then I want us to talk, okay?"

Jimin knew exactly what Jungkook was after so in a little over an hour he started vomiting every piece of information he found relevant. He told him all about the pushes, the public humiliation, the names he's been called without doing anything. He has self-harmed a lot of times because of how disgusting Minjae made him feel and he couldn't remember a night in which he didn't cry himself to sleep during his first year. He started weeping in the middle of the conversation and watched as Jungkook's features softened because of that, his previous murderous expression wiped off his face as he urged him to sit on his lap. Fingers made sure to gently brush the tears away and soon kisses made their way to his cheeks and forehead in attempt to calm him down.

"I can't believe you hid all this from me." Jimin felt shame pouring inside his body as he heard the words. "There are things that can be done to stop these assholes and I thought you trusted me enough to help you out."

"I didn't want to bother you with this." Jungkook snorted at this and the student understood he was angry.

"I am your Dom and boyfriend, Jimin. It's my job to keep you safe and right now I'm very disappointed in you for thinking so low of me and for hurting yourself uselessly ." The tattoo artist's voice sounded firmer than ever so the pink haired boy felt a shiver running down his spine at the thought that he really fucked up this time. Jungkook was right, he requested sincerity and it was the second time he failed to meet his expectances.

"I'm sorry." He whispered and felt a kiss pressed against his hair.

"I know, baby but sorry won't cut it this time. I need to make sure this won't happen again." Jimin knew what that meant so he sniffled, not wanting to think about what was going to follow. "I need to calm down so I'll punish you in the evening."

Jungkook never accepted to punish his subs while still overwhelmed with their doings. He didn't want to go overboard or to lose it and hurt the other even if he wasn't planning to do anything crazy. By Jimin's wide eyes he realized the boy was scared shitless so he wrapped his arms around him once again and nuzzled his nose against a soft cheek.

"It won't be anything you can't take, Min."

"Pinky promise?" Jungkook chuckled at the cute request but raised his pinky finger nevertheless to make a deal. Jimin shyly pecked his lips as a thank you and they proceeded to finish their meal. It was easy for Jimin to eat when he was fed so he left the table with a filled tummy and feeling slightly unsure of what he was supposed to do as his Dom needed to work on a sketch. He watched in silence as the image of a peacock was created and then decided he should read something for uni. He didn't notice the time passing but by the time he put the novel down it was way past lunch time and the other was cooking something fast.

He sheepishly sat on one chair and watched Jungkook moving around, a soft beat playing in the background. He thought he hasn't been noticed until a cup of tea was placed in front of him and his lips have been kissed chastely.

"Is my kitten done with reading?" Jimin nodded and clung to him so he would steal another kiss. The lunch together passed uneventfully but whenever Jungkook made a sudden move the student would flinch, expecting for the worse. When Jungkook finally grabbed his hand and squeezed it he felt like his heart would simply jump right out of his chest. "Min, could you look me in the eyes?"

"Yes, sir."

"I want you to tell me if the idea of a punishment scares you really bad because it won't happen if that is the case. I don't want you to have a panic attack, baby." Jimin nodded, his lips and fingertips tingly, and looked at their joined fingers.

"Will it scar my skin?" Jungkook hurried to answer.

"No, baby. Daddy would never do that to you without your consent."

"Okay." He whispered. He wanted to be a good boy and that included being punished when in the wrong. A part of him was curious about what Jungkook's methods were but the other one was trembling in fear at the idea, the many rumours about the man being sadistic coming back to him. "I can take it."

"I'm sure you can." Jimin squeezed his fingers. "I want you to go to the bedroom and kneel on the floor for me. Naked."

The pink-haired boy almost ran to the bedroom and carefully folded his items of clothing before placing them on the desk chair and doing as he's been told. His heart was still beating wildly when his Dom entered the room and he struggled not to look at Jungkook's face.

"Good boy." He felt a hand running through his hair. "On your feet, you can look at me." Jimin looked like a scared lamb so the man leaned closer and crushed their mouths together, tongues battling for dominance before they parted, both breathless. It has been intense and the younger blushed when he realised that his hands were resting on the taller man's hips. "Go and sit on the bed."

"Yes, sir."

He heard Jungkook going through some drawers but kept his eyes casted downwards until he felt a hand on his nape.

"I want you across my lap." It was a position he wasn't familiar with as he was used to being punished on his hands and knees so he let caring hands to guide him. It felt strange but as exposed as he was, he could feel himself getting excited. "Good boy. Are you feeling comfortable?"

"Yes, sir."

"Why are you being punished?"

"Because I hid things from you." He bit on his lower lip.

"And because you put yourself in danger and unnecessary pain." He repeated the words perfectly before fingertips began to caress the skin right above his bottom. "You get 10 strokes with the paddle - 6 on your ass and 4 on your thighs. I want you to count out loud."

"I will."

"You can safe-word anytime. Is mango still good?" He whispered a yes and the first stroke fell, kicking all the air out of his lungs. It was more forceful than he expected and he barely had the time to count before the second followed. His skin was burning and his vision was blurry but he concentrated on his task, trying to remind himself that Jungkook wouldn't push his limits without talking to him first.

His butt cheeks were hit alternatively but it was just as bad so he tried to curl his body when he whispered six.

"It's almost over, baby. We're almost there." Jungkook leaned to whisper in his ear, his hands rubbing the arched back lovingly. "Minnie, can you look at Daddy, love?"

"Yes, s-sir." He was barely breathing so the elder hurried to touch his wet cheeks.

"Can you relax for me? Try to breathe, angel." It took a couple of minutes for him to calm down and register that Jungkook was no longer holding the wooden paddle. "There's my good boy, can you take the last ones or do you want to use your special word?"

"W-will you b-be upset if I –"

Tears were streaming down his face and as much as he wanted to take his punishment completely, he wasn't sure if his body or his anxious brain could take it. His little hands grasped a fistful of Jungkook's jeans.

"Of course not, baby." The tattoo artist reassured him. "Do you want to say mango, kitten?"

He sniffled and nodded.

"Mango, Daddy."

Arms enveloped his whole body and pulled him onto the bed so his bright pink backside wouldn't touch anything and be more damaged. He ended up being wrapped in warmth so he continued to cry against a strong chest, barely hearing the soft praises.

"I'm so proud of you for doing so well, sweets." Jungkook's voice was hushed and calming. "You took your punishment like a big boy, even if you were afraid and that makes Daddy very proud." A pair of lips was pressed against his forehead.

Jimin's head was buzzing as he felt the adrenaline rushing through his body but it was slowly fading away with every tremble of his being. Truthfully, the actual punishment hasn't been as painful as he expected but being petrified with terror sure didn't help but at least now he was sure that he was able to handle Jungkook's choice of penalty.

"Aren't you thirsty, baby?" It was normal to get dehydrated after crying so much but Jimin didn't want to be left alone in the too-spacious bedroom. "Daddy bought strawberry juice for you only."

"I c-can't move and I don't want you to leave me."

Jungkook smiled at the cuteness and leaned to kiss his cheek again and again.

"I can pick you up and carry you to the kitchen and back." It sounded like a good idea so the student accepted and soon he was drinking reddish substance through a curled straw, his body covered by the pink fluffy blanket .There was a certain thought that was bothering him so he looked at his Dom, eyes going wider.

"Daddy?" Jungkook tightened his arm around him.

"Yes, pumpkin?"

"Are you still upset because of what I've done?" The bigger body shifted so he followed after placing his juice on the nightstand, his nose almost touching Jungkook's.

"Once the punishment is over everything has been forgiven and forgotten, you never need to worry about that. I think I have been more worried than upset either way. I want you to not repeat your mistakes."

"I won't." Maybe it was foolish of him but he hoped that Minjae would leave him alone because of all that happened the previous night. He was sure his bully didn't want another encounter with his boyfriend. "Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"I think I'm feeling little " He whispered as if it was a secret and relaxed when he saw there was no change in Jungkook's loving gaze.

Notes:

Well, wasn't this chapter a LOT? I'm enjoying writing this story more and more as the story progresses and I hope you can feel the excitement and that you like how their relationship is developing. I know it's a jikook fic and everyone is here for the couple sweetness but I am honestly proud of Jimin for finally finding his voice and slowly learning how to use it ヾ(☆'∀'☆) my baby is such a good boy ~ I can't wait to read what you're thinking about this certain chapter! I hope you know how lovely (Jimin's favourite word) you are and I wish you happiness! Take care of yourself!