The frustration that Jimin felt as he sat on the abandoned bench at the park near the mall could not be compared to any other. It built within him and he felt like he would explode – he took a deep breathe. He wanted to shout, have a tantrum and beat his hands on the ground like a toddler. He wanted to vent, let it out but words failed him. He couldn’t get his raging mind to slow down and form words coherent enough to express his turmoil.
A week and more had passed since he was released from the hospital. Everything was taking a toll on him and it was affecting his boyfriend as well. The waking up screaming in the middle of the night drenched in sweat and the dark circles under his boyfriend’s eye were a testament that they were not fairing on well. Jungkook had been nothing but supportiv
