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THE VEIL(Jikook) - Chapter 50
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Yoongi and Jimin were unaware at the exciting revelations Namjoon had made as they got to the showers. The green eyed boy had been following Yoongi and he felt a complete calmness inside him that he couldn’t explain. It was weird because he was sure he was a lot angrier before but now he felt at peace and he liked it, so he decided to sweep that event under the rag.
“Again. I am really sorry. There was a huge storm inside me. I felt like I was in the Tribe War.” He said with an awkward smile.
“It’s okay. Things will get better from now on” Jimin replied while taking off his shirt and he wondered if this is how he should reply. Something inside of him was screaming to stop being like this but what was wrong with forgiving. He was feeling it so he wanted to put the past mistakes behind him. It was alright. “What is The Tribe War? I think I’ve heard you talk about it before.” He said and this time he was the one jumping on the counter to sit.
“We are not usually allowed to talk about this but I promised to talk with you about anything” Yoongi said and Jimin smiled sweetly. He tended his hands and he approached him, standing between his legs as Alex hugged him. “The Tribe War began many years ago. I was still a child so I didn’t fight but my father did and his father. It all began when The wolves wanted access to live in the Veil but the other supernatural creatures didn’t allow them. Many negotiations were made but still they didn’t want to allow us to live safely with the others. One day a pack was approached by Hunters who wanted to propose a deal. If we betrayed our own and gave them a way to enter The Veil so they could kill them they would leave us alone. So the Hunters, The Wolves and The Vampires actually, who had been denied entrance to the Veil too, waged war against everyone else. Especially the Elven Tribes. They were always annoying and I can’t begin to talk about how wrong they are in everything they do. Even though we have an alliance now still we don’t get along. But back to the story, the war began and they fought for almost a hundred years. It ended fifty years ago actually with a compromise. We wouldn’t live in the Veil but the Veil people would have to offer assistance if we got threatened by the Hunters. And that’s how it ended.”
While Yoongi was talking Jimin realized that he was speaking faster than usual, like he wanted to get over with it. At some points he would pause like there was more to say but he kept speaking right after. The green eyed boy took a deep breath and tried not to show his disappointment. There were sometimes when you knew that the other was lying. That there was something wrong with their words even if you can’t know exactly that and it one of the most disappointing feelings ever. Now I am being lied to, but what can I do I have no way to confront him, no evidence. Again Yoongi was trying to hide something. Maybe it was because he wasn’t allowed to talk about these events, Jimin tried to soothe his pain. He shouldn’t be blaming him about that, he should appreciate the fact that he tried to share the dark past of their history. It was alright. Little steps like that would improve everything.
He jumped off taking off his pants and underwear exposing himself fully. It was chilly so he wrapped his arms around himself while he walked towards the shower stall with Yoongi. He could feel him looking at him, with hunger. It was like his want was radiating, pulsing with his every step and he felt like any time he was going to grab him and devour him. It was scary but at the same time fascinating.
Yoongi turned on the shower head and warm water landed on his body, making him moan in satisfaction. He needed this more than he realized. That haze had been clouding his mind ever since they visited the portal but now it was slowly starting to wear off.
“Why do you like taking showers with me?” Jimin asked him with a shy look.
“Except for the fact that I can look at your ***** body as much as I want. I can bring you closer like this” he said and wrapped his arm around his waist bringing him close, until their bodies collided. “And feel you on me. You also look very sexy flushed and on my absoloute mercy” he whispered in his ear and gently bit the tip, making Yoongi gasp.
Yoongi began kissing his neck, his lips tracing a lustful path to his jaw line and then all the way to his half opened lips for a kiss. Jimin felt his legs give in and he held him harder, bringing their bodies even closer so Jimin could feel the sensation of his skin on his. The warmth and the beating of his frenzied heart. His tongue was tracing his pink bottom lip and his hand that had been resting on his back was moving lower and lower, caressing him.
As the kiss was getting deeper, as Yoongi’s touches turned lewder the pain on his chest began once more. At first he tried to ignore it. It was like a small pinch but when Yoongi’s lips left his and moved close to his ear as he whispered that the green eyed boy was his and for no one else to have, Jimin felt like he was going to have a heart attack. He immediately pushed Yoongi away clenching on his chest. Taking deep breaths.
“Are you alright?”
“Yeah, yeah I am fine now. Probably muscle pain. I began exercising too fast” he answered while rubbing the place at his chest.
Now he had turned into the liar. What could he say though? Every time I am kissing you I am in pain? That would sadden Yoongi so much and he never wanted to do that. He didn’t want to hurt him or disappoint him and if he said something like that it was almost certain that the boy would distance himself. A huge wall would rise between them so Yoongi did not hurt him and that was the last thing that should happen now.
“Are you sure?” Yoongi asked him but Jimin didn’t answer.
He just walked closer again and hugged him. A tight embrace where he let himself get lost in his scent. It still hurt but it was different. Why couldn’t he be with him? Why every time he touched him he was in pain? His kisses were so sweet and the way he looked at him it was like he was only seeing him so why? Why wasn’t himself allowing him to feel this fully? There were still som any questions but every time he wanted to phraze one the suspicion of lying was there, strong. If it was going to be like that he prefered to keep the pain all to himself and not know at all.
He closed his eyes and just tried to relax as he felt Yoongi stroking his back. Yes, this was fine. No matter the lies they would be fine. Things would get better, he believed that because in his embrace he felt alright.
“Soooo how about I wash you?” he asked him with a devilish grin and Jimin chuckled.
“You could do that” He agreed and Yoongi created many bubbles in his hands as he rubbed carefully Jimin’s body. He pecked his lips once or twice and made him laugh, creating a much wanted bliss.
Like this Jimin had the chance to observe him better. The handsome face, his pitch black hair and his perfectly ripped body. All these nice muscles and not even a scar. He thought. His body was perfect, his skin flawless.
His skin was flawless. Jimin repeated in his mind.
There was nothing on his skin and right now he had a full view of his body. He couldn’t see something really important. Something that had been apparently kept a sexret from him for a specific reason. Another lie, another dagger throgh the heart as he realized everything he was told and believed were just a made up story. He couldn’t even wonder what was happening at that moment. Blurry images and mute sounds all around him. There would be no end to his pain. No matter how hard he tried to forgive and forget, something would always get in the way.
The mark that he had been told that was a sign of fate, of eternal love did not exist in Yoongi’s body. The man’s body was the embodiment of perfection but all Jimin could feel was pure suffocation. He couldn’t breathe around him anymore.
There was no mark.
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To be continued.