Who did this to you? (Patreon)

He recognises Jimin’s biker outfit anywhere. It’s black and neon pink, with the moon phases going down the spine of the jacket.

What he doesn’t get though, is why Jimin is wearing his helmet inside the bar. He never misses a chance to show off his electric pink hair, and he definitely doesn’t avoid to annoy the fuck out of him whenever he can.

However, when Jimin looks in his general direction, and sees Jeongguk looking, he quickly stands up and makes a beeline to the door.

Jeongguk doesn’t know why he does it, but he follows. Something feels off, and he needs to know what it is.

He only catches up with Jimin outside, catches his arm right when he’s about to turn the corner.

“Where are you going?”

Jimin yanks his arm away.

“Gonna ride. Don’t follow me.”

He says, but his voice sounds hoarse, like he’s yelled too much. Jeongguk grabs him by his shoulder, pushes him against the wall. Jimin hisses in pain, even though it wasn’t that hard, and Jeongguk’s eyes widen.

“What’s wrong? What-“

“Can you just leave me alone?”

Jimin asks, trying to get away, but Jeongguk shakes his head, grabbing Jimin’s helmet.

“Take this off and I’ll let you leave.”

“Get the fuck away from me Jeon, I’m serious, we’re not friends.”

“Take it off.”

He holds Jimin back, easily overpowering him. And when Jimin stops struggling, Jeongguk just does it himself.

When he lifts Jimin’s helmet off his head, the pink-haired racer averts his gaze immediately, squaring his jaw.

He’s beaten to a pulp. Various bruises and cuts on his face, his eye swollen, dark blue. Jeongguk feels his stomach twist, eyes darkening with rage, overcome with emotions.

“Who did this to you?”

He asks, trying to keep calm, but his breathing picks up and he’s so fucking angry he can barely contain it.

Jimin doesn’t look at him, doesn’t say anything at all.

“Was it your boyfriend?”