Loving You Is Hard But

loving you is hard (but falling out of it is even harder)
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Category: M/M
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin, Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jung
Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Taehyung | V
Character: Park Jimin (BTS), Jeon Jungkook, Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Taehyung |
V, Kim Namjoon | RM, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope
Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Kim Taehyung | V & Park Jimin are Best Friends,
Park Jimin-centric, Cute Park Jimin, Mutual Pining, Pining Park Jimin,
Jeon Jungkook is Bad at Feelings, Park Jimin Is Bad at Feelings, Min
Yoongi | Suga Is a Good Hyung, Hurt Park Jimin, Angst and
Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Feels, Protective Kim Taehyung | V, Protective
Min Yoongi | Suga, Past Relationship(s), Park Jimin Needs a Hug,
Emotional Hurt, Angst with a Happy Ending, Misunderstandings, One-
Sided Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin, Slow Burn, i guess, it's a big mess,
Park Jimin Is a Mess, Insecure Jeon Jungkook, Insecure Park Jimin
(BTS), Jeonlous, this fic is a MESS
Language: English
Collections: Jikook (G to PG13 mostly)
Stats: Published: 2018-04-09 Completed: 2018-12-05 Words: 50,701
Chapters: 29/29
loving you is hard (but falling out of it is even harder)

by chim_chimni
Summary
He did say he loved Jungkook like a younger brother on interviews and in front of cameras
but that couldn't be further from the truth.
He did love Jungkook but as a man.
He hides it well enough under joking smiles and seemingly flippant words. It’s easier to
hide behind a screen of playful jealousy than to pretend it doesn’t hurt at all when
Jungkook seems to prefer anyone but him.
or
In which Park Jimin is in love with Jungkook and he just wants the younger boy to return
those feelings but it doesn't seem possible.
(Formerly known as: we can go (further than that)

Notes
As some of you who follow me should know, I have put this fic up before but I put it on
hold due to the lack of ideas/inspiration then later deleted it because of some hate
comments I got on one of my other fics~ But most importantly, I'm back and I hope you
guys continue supporting me ^^
Haha I swear I don't enjoy hurting Jimin, it somehow always just ends up like this...
See the end of the work for more notes

Chapter 1
Jungkook.
Jeon Jungkook.
He had always been someone Jimin never truly understood.
So what if they have been in the same band for so long, Jimin always saw him as something like an
enigma.
He did say he loved Jungkook like a little brother on interviews and in front of cameras but that
was faker than the color of his pink hair. It was the half truth, he loved Jungkook but not as a
brother but as a man.
He hides it well enough under joking smiles and seemingly flippant words.
Taehyung and Yoongi are the only ones who’ve realized, so Jimin thinks he’s done pretty well so
far.
It’s easier to hide behind a screen of playful jealousy than to pretend it doesn’t hurt at all when
Jungkook chooses to hang out with the other members instead or when the younger boy playfully
mocks him.
His hopes soar higher than it should when Jungkook goes and says nice things to him, when the
younger boy touches him like it’s no big deal or when he just has to go and treat him gently.
“Jimin-ah.” Yoongi gives his shoulder a small shake. “Jimin?”
He blinks away his thoughts and turns to his friend and bandmate. “Sorry, I spaced out for a
while.”
“It’s fine.” Yoongi gives his shoulder a soft squeeze. “But Namjoon says we have to go.
Photoshoot, remember?”
Jimin nods and quickly grabs his scarf. “The one for the Japanese magazine, right?”
“I think so.” Yoongi grabs his jacket and hands it to him. “The others are getting ready and I think
the youngest are in the car already.”
“Thanks, Yoongi.” Jimin takes the jacket and leans over to grab his shoes. Yoongi shuts the door
behind him to the noise of the others scrambling to get ready.
The two of them enter the lift together quietly.
He attempts pat down strands of stray hair that had been messed up in his sleep.
Looking at their reflection in the mirror in the lift, he notices how Yoongi looks just as tired as he
feels. If the eye bags weren’t a telltale sign, the slump of the older boy’s shoulders tells him just as
much.
“Have you been sleeping properly?” Jimin asks.
Yoongi gives him a small smile and runs a hand through his blonde hair. “Do I look that bad?”
“You don’t but your eye bags give you away.” Jimin runs his thumb under the older boy’s eyes.
“You need to sleep earlier, Yoongi.”
Yoongi groans and turn his head away. “It’s nothing a little makeup won’t hide.”
“Sleep in the car.” Jimin drops his hand to his side and they step out of the elevator to Yoongi’s
grunt.
“I don’t think that’s possible with everyone in the car.”

They stop in front of the car and as if to prove Yoongi’s point, Taehyung and Jungkook are
screaming and laughing over something on Taehyung’s phone pretty loudly. Yoongi raises his
eyebrow as if to say ‘i told you so’.
Jungkook is the first to notice them. He doesn’t understand the look the younger boy gives him. It
bores into him with a little furrow of Jungkook’s brow. They stay like that, eyes locked, until
Yoongi inadvertently breaks it when he climbs into the car.
“Chim!” Taehyung looks up from his phone as he gets into the car behind Yoongi. “Did you listen
to my cover?”
“Of course I did, Tae Tae!” Jimin gives his best friend a wide grin. “It was the best. It fit your
voice a lot.”
“Thanks for saying that, Chim.” Taehyung gives him one last boxy grin before he turns back to his
phone.
He chooses the seat beside Yoongi, in front of Jungkook, instead of the one beside Jungkook. It’s
easier to be beside Yoongi’s calming aura than to drown in his negative thoughts beside Jungkook
and Taehyung. By the time they get to the photoshoot, he’ll be feeling like a third wheel more than
anything else. Maybe later, he’ll be okay thinking like that, but for now, he can’t be feeling like
that when he needs to keep a semi happy face in front of the camera.
Yoongi pulls out his earphones and hands him one wordlessly. Jimin takes them and pops them in
his ear, letting Yoongi’s music wash over him as they wait for the others to get into the car.
Just like he expects, Yoongi falls asleep pretty soon, the older’s head falling on his shoulder. He
pulls the earphones from Yoongi’s ear and adjusts the rapper’s jacket so Yoongi won’t wake up
with his zipper imprinted to his cheek.
He feels someone nudge the back of his seat and he pulls his hand away from Yoongi. Without
turning around, he knows it’s probably Jungkook who’s sitting behind him.
He turns around anyways and gives Jungkook a questioning look. “What is it, Kook?”
Jungkook shrugs. “Sorry, I just wanted to move to a more comfortable position.”

He gives the younger boy a small smile and turns back to the front and resumes chatting with
Hoseok on his other side.
When they arrive, the makeup artists descend on them in a flurry of action.
He barely pays attention as everyone moves around him like chickens with their heads cut off.
The photographer briefs them on the theme of the photoshoot before he leaves the room to get
ready.
He feels more than sees the camera when he turns away from the mirror in front of him.
“And here is Jiminie!” Taehyung is the one behind the camera, narrating everything with a laugh.
“Look at those soft cheeks and that pink hair! No wonder everyone calls him ‘Mochi’!”
“Tae Tae!” Jimin moves to cover the camera lens but his friend steps out of his reach. “I’m not
done with my makeup.”
“You look perfectly fine.” Taehyung pans the camera to someone behind him. “Doesn’t he,
Kook?”
It’s quiet for a little while before Jungkook answers. “Yeah, you’re fine, Jimin-ah.”
Jimin hopes and prays that the room is dim enough to hide the pink of his cheeks.
“Do you really think so, Jungkookie?” Jimin quickly adopts his playful persona so no one can tell
how much that one sentence affected him. “You’re not going to say that and rank me last on looks
again, are you?”
“I was just joking!” Jungkook’s huff comes closer than he expects. “That was years ago.”
“Then am I handsome now?” Jimin playfully hits Jungkook’s shoulder. “I won’t believe you until
you tell me I’m handsome.”
Jungkook rolls his eyes. “You’re handsome.”
Jimin wants to believe that Jungkook means it from the bottom of his heart but he knows it’s
mostly for the fans but it doesn’t stop him from being all happy and giggly about it. “You’ve
grown up too handsome, maknae.”
Their manager walks in and tells them to finish up with their makeup. His makeup artist, Ha Na
gestures to him at the chair with a smile. He gives the camera one last smile before he hurries
towards Ha Na.
Jungkook’s words linger in his mind the entire day.
“Who is it?” Hoseok’s shrieks, reverberates through their dorm. “Stop flushing the toilet when I’m
in the shower, Jungkook!”
Taehyung laughs, falling against Jimin, as they both turn towards the direction of the toilet.
Jungkook emerges from the toilet, looking a little sheepish, as he closes the door behind him.
“Did you forget again, Kook?” Taehyung asks the younger boy with a teasing smile on his face.
“Yeah.” Jungkook shrugs. “I was going to use the other toilet but Namjoon was in there.”
Jin sighs. “At this rate, he’ll start spending his time in there with a laptop and a sandwich.”
“Speaking of sandwiches,” Jungkook says as he stops beside the sofa. “Want to go grab something
to eat?”
Jimin doesn’t turn to Jungkook because he knows the question wasn’t aimed at him.
It’s quiet for a while before Taehyung shrugs beside him. “I can’t Kook, I promised to grab lunch
with Hoseok.”
“Jin?” From the corner of his eye, he sees Jungkook turn to their oldest bandmate.
“Sorry, Kook.” Jin shrugs his broad shoulders. “Namjoon said there was something he wanted to
talk about. What about-”
Yoongi bursts through his shared room with Jin and practically stumbles towards the couch,
cutting off whatever suggestion Jin has and throwing himself beside Jimin.
“You’ve finally awakened, huh?” Taehyung asks with a small laugh.
“Yeah.” Yoongi drops into the spot beside him. “I was trying to write.”
Jimin turns to Yoongi. “Did you even sleep?”
“No.” The blonde rapper groans. “I almost did but Hoseok began screeching and I couldn’t sleep
anymore.”
He looks worriedly at Yoongi, the eye bags look a little deeper and darker than the last time.
“Want to go get some food with me? At the bbq place down the street, the one you like.”
Yoongi drops his head onto his shoulder. “Are you treating me?”
“If it helps you relax.” Jimin gives Yoongi’s head a small pat. “Then sure.”
“I’m just kidding.” Yoongi bumps his shoulder lightly with his head. “How can I make you treat
me?”
“I don’t mind.” Jimin gives Yoongi a small smile. “I don’t need so much money anyways. I give
most of it to my parents and the rest is just in my bank account.”
Jin sighs. “Jiminie, you always say that when you treat us.”
Taehyung nods in agreement. “You’ve been buying all of us expensive birthday presents since our
trainee days.”
“Yeah.” Jungkook’s voice is quiet when he chimes in. “You should let us treat you from time to
time.”
“I don’t do it because I want you guys to treat me.” Jimin clears his throat a little awkwardly now
that everyone has their attention on him. “I have nothing to spend it on, so why not use it on the
people I love, my family.”
Jin leans over to ruffle his hair while Taehyung gives hims a side hug, jostling Yoongi from his
shoulder.
“Stop being so nice.” Jin complains. “It’s hard for us to match that.”
“I’m not.” Jimin shakes his head to emphasize his point. “I do it because I want you guys to be
happy. I’m just doing it for my own selfishness.”
Taehyung snorts. “What part of that is selfish?”
“Who cares, let’s go get food.” Yoongi speaks up. “I’m hungry.”
“Alright.” Jimin untangles himself from Taehyung. “But go grab a coat, Yoongi. It’s pretty cold
outside.”
“Fine.” Yoongi grumbles and moves back to his room.
Jimin pushes himself off the sofa. He catches Jungkook’s eye just as he’s reaching for his scarf.
“Do you want to come with us, Kookie?”
Jungkook opens his mouth to reply but Yoongi bursts into the room once again.
“I’m ready.” Yoongi says, snagging his bag on the way towards the door. “Jimin-ah, let’s go.”
Jimin hurriedly moves towards Yoongi. “I was just asking Kookie if he wanted to come with us
since he was asking Tae and Jin if he wanted to get food a little earlier.”
Yoongi’s eyes narrow.
“Yoongi…” Jimin hurriedly tries to stop Yoongi before he can say anything.
Yoongi huffs. “If he wants to come.”
“I…” Jungkook looks between them, a hand awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck. “Maybe
next time.”
“Next time then.” Yoongi gives a careless shrug. “Let’s go, Jimin-ah.”
“Okay.” He steps into his shoes right behind Yoongi.
Jungkook looks like he has something more to say but he doesn’t move to say anything. Instead he
just gives him a small smile before he drops onto the couch beside Taehyung.
He manages to put that off his mind when he spends his time with Yoongi. Maybe it’s better that
way.
Chapter 2
Chapter Summary
“Stop overthinking and go to sleep.” Jungkook tightens his grip, pulling him even
closer, with his arm flung over his waist. “We have to wake up early tomorrow.”
Jungkook’s other hand is in his hair, absently carding through his pink strands. He
relaxes to it and closes his eyes once again.
This time, sleep comes easily.
Chapter Notes
Haha I'm speedily giving y'all another chapter so we can get new content~ Let's be
honest tho, I have no idea which is new content and which is old content but I have up
till chapter 10 of prewritten stuff then it's back to slow weekly? updates~
Jikook fluff for y'all before I hitchu with the angst XD jkjk~ It's going to be mostly
fluff for a while until we get to that I think? At least as I remember~
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Jungkook?” Jimin mumbles sleepily as he shifts to turn to the person climbing into his bed.
“Yeah.” Jungkook’s voice is a soft whisper. “It’s me.”
Jimin rubs at his eyes and moves to the side so Jungkook can climb into his bed. “Are you missing
home again?”
Jungkook mumbles something incoherent and just slips under the covers.
He doesn’t ask, instead, he just lets Jungkook slot his long limbs into his bed, like he has for the
past 4 years.
The younger boy presses his face against Jimin’s neck and one arm seems to naturally slip over
Jimin’s waist. It doesn’t take long for Jungkook’s breathing to even out and soft snores slip past
Jungkook’s lips.
Jimin closes his eyes again, hoping sleep would come but it doesn’t. He gives up on it after half an
hour of staring at the dark ceiling.
He cards his hands through Jungkook’s dark brown hair and sighs.
Why Jungkook always came to him, especially at Jimin’s most vulnerable moments, when the
younger always seemed to seek anyone but him in the day, Jimin doesn’t understand it at all.
He asked once before. Apparently it was because he felt like home. Jimin doesn’t want to
misunderstand the words Jungkook says, especially with the romantic undertone that underlies
them, so he takes them at face value. It’s only because he’s born from the same hometown with the
same dialect, that’s why Jimin reminds Jungkook of home.
On camera they’re close and touchy because it’s what their fans like but he knows even in that
area, fans prefer Taehyung and Jungkook together. ‘Taekook’, he thinks that what the fans call
them.
He doesn’t blame them. They’re the youngest of the group and everyone just views them as two
little puppies that lick and fawn over each other.
In real life, he knows that it wouldn’t happen, seeing as Taehyung and Hoseok are practically
dating but he feels if he says that out loud, he’ll just end up jinxing everything.
He laughs at the absurdity of things.
In a band of idols, they had 1 couple and an almost couple in the making, that was 4 out of 7 who
were definitely not straight, 5 including himself.
“Sleep.” Comes Jungkook’s muffled command. Jungkook’s breath feathers across his neck and to
his cheek.
He turns his head slighty towards Jungkook. “I will.”

“Stop overthinking and go to sleep.” Jungkook tightens his grip, pulling him even closer, with his
arm flung over his waist. “We have to wake up early tomorrow.”
Jungkook’s other hand is in his hair, absently carding through his pink strands. He relaxes to it and
closes his eyes once again.
This time, sleep comes easily.
They’re all panting by the time they finish learning their choreo.
Namjoon and Jin are curled up together in the corner of their mirrored practice room, whispering
and laughing with each other.
Jimin feels a pang of desire.
He wants that for himself.
Instead of staring at the couple any longer and trying to give them the privacy they rarely afford to
have, he turns away and focuses on his dance instead.
Hoseok gives him a smile, lifting his chin in the couple’s direction. “Cute, aren’t they?”
His answer is cut off before he has time to answer. Taehyung flings himself at Hoseok, long limbs
almost knocking the dancer over.
“Seokie!” Taehyung shrieks. “Help me with the dance steps!”
Jimin shakes his head and moves away from the two, giving them the space.
It’s obvious the two are so smitten over each other, he can’t believe they still aren’t together yet.
But then again, it wasn’t easy to take the first step. What if things didn’t work out? They’d be
stuck together in the band after their breakup. It’d be hard to hide things in front of the fans.
Jungkook is the only one besides him who is still practicing. The younger boy gives him a small
nod in the mirror and without speaking they launch into the steps together.
“Again?” Jungkook asks.
Jimin nods and Jungkook reaches over to press play.
He smiles over at the younger boy and Jungkook returns it.
Again they go through the choreo together.
He wants to do it again and again until he feels like it’s committed to his muscle memory but he
knows that won’t happen in a day.
“Jiminie.” Jin calls out from beside Namjoon. “Let’s go back to the dorms.”
“You guys go ahead.” Jimin turns to the others gathered at the doorway. “I want to practice a little
longer.”
Namjoon sighs. “Jimin, you’ve practiced long enough.”
“Not really.” Jimin fiddles with the hem of his shirt. “I don’t want to drag you guys down.”
“Chim Chim.” Taehyung groans. “I can’t believe you still believe that. You and Hoseok aren’t our
main dancers for nothing.”
“That’s why I need to work hard to maintain that title.” Jimin tries to give the others a reassuring
smile. “I promise to come back soon.”
Namjoon sighs again. “Jimin, you’re going to overwork yourself at this rate.”
Jungkook speaks up from beside him. “I’ll be here with Jimin and make sure he goes home.”
“Who's the maknae here?” Hoseok asks jokingly.
“Alright, alright.” Jin begins pushing the rest of the band out the door. “Be sure Jimin gets home
safe and before dinner, Jungkook.”
“I got it, mom.” Jungkook comments jokingly.
The door shuts behind the others and it’s just him and Jungkook in the room.
Jungkook smiles at him. “Want to rest a little bit before we continue?”
Without any further prompting, he follows Jungkook to the side of the room. Both of them sit with
their backs against the wall, side by side.
“Sorry for making you stay with me, Kookie.”
Jungkook just smiles easily in response. “Wanna get dinner together after this?”
Jimin hesitates. “We told Jin we’d go back to the dorms for dinner.”
“We can just text the others.” Jungkook turns to him fully, so even his legs are turned towards him.
“I don’t know, Kookie-ah.” He gives the younger boy a little shake of his head. “You know how
Jin is when it comes to dinners.”
“C’mon.” Jungkook latches onto his sleeve and swings it from side to side, with a pout on his face.
“Jiminie, please. We haven’t had dinner alone in a while.”
He doesn’t mention all the times Jungkook rejected him when he suggested they do something
together. He doesn’t talk about just last week when Jungkook deemed to ask everyone before he
asked him. Instead Jimin sighs and nods. He could never win when it came to Jungkook.
A smile lights up Jungkook’s face, his famous bunny teeth out in the open. “I’ll text the group and
tell them.”
Jungkook pulls out his phone, cracked screen and all.
“You should buy a new phone.” Jimin comments lightly. “You’ve been using it for quite a while
now. Haven’t your fans sent you a new phone just recently?”
“I like this one.” Jungkook shrugs as he continues to finish texting the group.
He leans over Jungkook’s shoulder to read the messages, cracked screen and all. It’s then does he
realize that the phone is the one he’d bought the younger boy when Jungkook had managed to drop
his old phone out of his pocket and then step on it with the heel of his timberlands.
He doesn’t fully understand what that means but the optimistic part of him wants to believe that it
means something.
“At least go get your screen fixed.” Jimin rests his head against the crook of Jungkook’s shoulder,
continuing to read as the others continue sending texts.
“Maybe later.” Jungkook says noncommittally. “I’m used to it by now.”
‘Try to be as discreet as you can, the fans will freak over it again if you two get caught again.’
‘Bring me back some ice cream if you can.’
‘Don’t be home too late.’
‘Don’t you dare come home after 11, if you make me lose concentration, I will murder you in your
sleep.’
Jimin giggles at the barrage of messages their members send them. “Mother hens, all of them.”
“Only when it comes to you.” Jungkook answers, already typing in a reply to the others. ‘I’ll take
care of our resident mochi so please chill.’
“Yah.” Jimin lands a halfhearted smack to Jungkook’s shoulder. “It should be the other way round,
I’m the older one.”
“No one would believe you.” Jungkook laughs as he puts away his phone. “Anyways, let’s start
practicing so we can go get food earlier.”
Jungkook nudges him and yanks him to his feet in his haste to get food later.
They do practice but way less than Jimin wants because Jungkook forces him to stop by
complaining about being hungry every time the song ends.
The BBQ place is the one they go to often with everyone else. The owner is a lovely woman who
always gives them a private room so fans won’t be able to interrupt them. Jimin sees the older
woman a little like a doting grandmother.
Just like usual, when she sees them, the she ushers them to the room in the back of the restaurant.
She gives the two of them a small smile. “The usual?”
Jimin smiles at her and nods. “Thank you.”
“No need to be so polite.” Before either he or Jungkook can reply, the older woman quickly leaves
their small, private room, closing the door behind her.
When he looks up, Jungkook is staring at him.
“What is it, Kook-ah?” Jimin blinks at the other boy, head cocked to the side at Jungkook’s
piercing gaze.
“Nothing.” Jungkook hands him a pair of chopsticks. “You just look a little tired.”
“Do I?” Jimin frowns. “I do feel a little sluggish but I think it’s because our comeback is in a
month, everyone is working hard.”
“Just let Hoseok help Namjoon and Jin with dancing.” Jungkook says easily, just like it was that
easy.
“I can’t do that.” Jimin makes a face at Jungkook’s suggestion. “Unlike Yoongi and Namjoon who
work so hard writing our songs, Jin who take cares of us, I don’t contribute much to the band
already, I should at least do what I can.”
“Bullshit.” Jungkook’s voice is sharp.
“Don’t swear, Kook-ah.” Jimin’s reprimand is automatic.
“How can you even think that?” Jungkook goes on as if he hadn’t even spoken. “You composed a
melody for Blood, Sweat and Tears, you help all of us with our choreo no matter how many times
Jin messes up or when Namjoon ends up elbowing you in the face. You cheer all of up with your
constant optimistic views, without you we wouldn’t be BTS, we wouldn’t be the way we are.”
“Kook-”
“Jin wouldn’t be as confident as he is now. Yoongi pretends to be this cold, stoic man but you
bring out the marshmallow in him, you’re the only one who can get him to stop writing and sleep.
Hoseok only manages to keep his sunshine persona because you’re there to listen to him rant and to
bring his mood up no matter when. Namjoon adores you like you’re his son or something, just
being by his side, you manage to relax him, either because you’re adorable or because Namjoon
trusts that you won’t mess up. You’re the first one Taehyung goes to whenever he needs to talk,
you’re so important to him, he calls your his soulmate. And for me, you are my home base.
Whenever I feel like I’m drowning, I know you’ll be there to pull me to shore. I know I don’t say
this enough, but you’re important to me so please don’t ever say anything like that again.”
“Kookie-ah, thank you.” Jimin smiles and reaches across the table to hold Jungkook’s hand.
“You’re absolutely important to me too.”
That's not all he wants to say, but at that point, that's all Jimin can come up with. He hopes
Jungkook feels the sincerity of his words.
Jungkook rubs the back of his neck with his free hand, cheeks tinted pink. “I-”
A knock on the door stops the rest of Jungkook’s words. Their food comes and they get distracted
by the smell of their food, their conversation is pushed to the back of their minds and they continue
dinner with easier, light hearted topics.
They get caught leaving the restaurant, on their way home.
One fan comes up towards them asking for a signature. That catches the attention of a few others
on the street and soon, a mob begins to descend on them.
Jungkook catches his eye over the top of a fan’s head. Jimin grimaces but nods back in return. As if
they counted aloud, they both mutter apologies to the fans and sprint off together.
He’s already losing ground because of his shorter stature. Jungkook is a few steps ahead of him,
long legs covering more ground. The younger boy noticing that Jimin isn’t at his side, slows down
just enough so he can catch up.
Jungkook seems to spot something before he encircles his hand around Jimin’s wrist. They turn
into an alleyway abruptly and continue running until they manage to slip into a weird nook.
They squeeze themselves into that small space, frozen as they make sure none of the fans managed
to catch up to them. Jimin hopes Jungkook can see how flustered he is.
He is all too aware that all of Jungkook against him, every inch of muscle and tanned skin pressed
close. He swallows hard and attempts to leave as much space as he can between them but it’s
nearly impossible with the small recess they found.
A shout pierces the cool night air and like reflex, Jungkook pulls him closer. All Jimin can do is
brace a hand against Jungkook’s chest as they both hold their breaths.
They stay like that for god knows how long.
Jimin squats down, giggling so hard he can’t even stay standing.
Jungkook drops to the floor beside him, chuckling. “That was exciting.”
“I can’t believe we just did that,” Jimin says between breaths. “The hyungs and our managers are
going to chew us out when the fans posts the pictures tomorrow.”
“It was definitely worth it.” Jungkook says surely.
“Yeah.” Jimin agrees. “It’ll be definitely worth it.”
Chapter End Notes
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Chapter 3
Chapter Summary
Jungkook waits until he’s in front of him until he speaks up again. “You seem pretty
close to him.”
“You mean Chanyeol?” Jimin smiles at Jungkook and gives him a little nudge to get
him to move, but Jungkook still lags behind. Jimin doesn’t mind walking ahead, it’s
easier to talk when Jungkook’s eyes aren’t focused on him. “Yeah, we are.”
“Maybe you two should try going out.” Jungkook’s voice is quiet but it gets the
message across.
Chapter Notes
Lmao so much for me giving y'all new content XD
But in exchange, I'll give you a jelly Kookie as an apology? :)))))
Their manager is not amused with the way things blew up.
“I thought the two of you would have learned from the last time.” Jigaemae shakes his head,
probably exasperated with the two of them.
“Sorry.” Jimin gives the older man a meek smile. “We had our masks and everything but they
found us in the end.”
He gives Jungkook a nudge to get him to apologize too.
“We were careless.” Jungkook mutters. “I’m sorry too.”
“It’s alright, boys.” Jigaemae gives them both a small smile. “This will probably blow over soon,
plus the photos are too blurry for people to recognize either of you anyways.”
“Sorry.” Jimin apologizes again. “We’ll try to be more discreet next time.”
“Alright, alright. Just be careful next time.” Their manager gives both of them a pat on the
shoulder. “The others are practicing their choreo so go there.”
They leave the room as quick as they can and hurry to the practice room.
“We got caught in the end, didn’t we?” Jimin laughs as they make their way to the others. “I’m
glad Manager Jigaemae let us off easily.”
Jungkook bumps into him as they walk. “He always lets us off. I don’t think Sejin would have let
us off that easily.”
“True.” Jimin giggles. “Our fans are amazing, they managed to recognize us even through the
shapeless clothes and the masks.”
“It was fun though.” Jungkook shrugs as if that was all that mattered. To be honest, he thinks the
same thing too.
“Got chewed out?” Taehyung asks with a laugh as soon as they make their way through the doors.
“Nah.” Jungkook drops his bag in the corner with the other bags in the practice room. “It was
Jigaemae, he let us off with a warning of sorts.”
“Damn, lucky.” Hoseok stops mid spin. “He does have a soft spot for Jimin though.”
“Who doesn’t?” Namjoon stops the music, almost dropping Hoseok’s phone, plugged to speakers,
in the process, Jungkook’s voice abruptly coming to a stop.
“It’s because we apologized for it.” Jimin pushes his hair from his eyes and shakes his head. “We
should practice so we don’t end up disappointing the fans.”
“With your stage presence, no one will get disappointed.” Taehyung shrugs easily but moves to his
spot for the choreo anyways. “You practice too hard for anyone to have any complaints.”
Jimin doesn’t mention the negative comments he’s seen but instead he just gives his best friend a
grateful smile.
The rest of the day is filled with practice and he practices even harder than he usually does to fill
his mind from even more pessimistic thoughts.
He doesn’t think about some of the fans who still ask if Jungkook pretends to like him for the sake
of the band’s reputation, he doesn’t think of those comments that say he’s the useless one in the
band, most of all, he doesn’t spend the entire day asking himself if those comments were really the
truth.
“Jiminie!” Jimin turns to see Chanyeol waving at him with a big smile on his face.
“Channy!” He quickly moves away from his bandmates towards his tall friend. “What are you
doing here?”
“I have a photoshoot for a CF.” Chanyeol says, throwing an arm over Jimin’s shoulders. “How’s
the prep for your comeback?”
“It’s tiring but I can’t wait for it.” Jimin smiles just imagining the smiles on his fans and how
excited everyone in the band would be. “Please support us when that happens.”
“My little Jiminie, of course I will. I’ll make sure to watch all your mvs.” Chanyeol laughs. “If I
buy an album, will you sign it for me?”
“Jimin-ah!” Jungkook’s yell interrupts him before he can reply to Chanyeol. “The director is
asking for you.”
“Sorry, I’ll be right there.” He quickly turns to Jungkook glaring at them and gives the younger
boy an apologetic smile. Chanyeol gives his head a pat, ruffling his hair in the process. “Sorry,
Channy. I have to get ready.”
“It’s alright, Jimin.” Chanyeol gives him a smile and gives him a gentle push towards Jungkook’s
direction. “I’ll see you soon.”
“Good luck with your photoshoot!” Jimin says as he waves goodbye to his friend.
Jungkook waits until he’s in front of him until he speaks up again. “You seem pretty close to him.”
“You mean Chanyeol?” Jimin smiles at Jungkook and gives him a little nudge to get him to move,
but Jungkook still lags behind. Jimin doesn’t mind walking ahead, it’s easier to talk when
Jungkook’s eyes aren’t focused on him. “Yeah, we are.”
“Maybe you two should try going out.” Jungkook’s voice is quiet but it gets the message across.
He stops so abruptly, Jungkook crashes into him.
“What?” Jimin hopes that his face doesn’t betray the thoughts running through his head. With
every fiber of his being, he prays that Jungkook can’t see the heartbreak on his face. “Chan doesn’t
see me that way and I don’t see him that way either.”
Jungkook frowns but he doesn’t say anything else. Jimin gives Jungkook an attempt of a smile
before he hurries towards Taehyung.
One look at him, his best friend easily wraps him in his long arms.
He buries his face into the crook of Taehyung’s neck. Maybe if he hides in Taehyung’s taller
frame, he wouldn’t need to think about all those negative thoughts.
“Taehyung-ah,” he mumbles softly into Taehyung’s shoulder. “Do Chanyeol and I look as if we’re
flirting with each other?”
Taehyung pulls away from him with a frown and shakes his head. “Isn’t he with someone in his
band?”
“He is.” Jimin says.

“Then why are you asking?” Taehyung spots something behind him and frowns again. “Did
Jungkook say something?”
“No.” Jimin shakes his head to further emphasize his point. “I just didn’t want other people to
misunderstand.”
Taehyung snorts. “By ‘people’ you mean Jungkook right?”
“No.” Jimin tries to say as convincingly as possible but Taehyung merely lifts an eyebrow and that
has Jimin turning to look down at the floor. “Yes.”
Taehyung laughs at him. “I’m your best friend, your soulmate. Did you even think you could lie to
me?”
“I was being hopeful.” Jimin chuckles. “You could’ve been having an off day or something.”
Taehyung shakes his head. “You can’t lie to save your life.”
“Just in front of you, Tae.” Jimin laughs.
Taehyung gives him his signature boxy grin. “Feeling better, now?”
Jimin nods and Taehyung gives him a squeeze before he walks off, probably to find Hoseok.
Taehyung always managed to cheer him up. He’s a little terrified of the prospect of not having his
best friend by his side when he has to face Jungkook again but instead he just braces himself and
heads towards where the rest of the band is.
Yoongi is the one who saves him when his blonde bandmate spots him and waves him over.
“Jimin-ah.”
“What is it, Min PD?” He practically skips over to Yoongi who’s slumped over the couch.
“Can you bring me my jacket?” Yoongi gestures lazily towards the chair on the other side of the
room.
Jimin huffs but dutifully grabs Yoongi’s jacket. “This is slavery.”
“Yah, at least hand it to me, instead of throwing it.” Yoongi pushes the sleeve of his jacket off his
face. “Come ‘ere.”
“Why?” He cocks his head but does as Yoongi tells him. When he reaches Yoongi’s side, the older
boy tugs at his arm and he falls into the chair none too gracefully.
He mocks pout but Yoongi just shrugs and drops his head on his shoulder. “Rest before our album
shoot.”
“But—”
“Rest.” That one word is spoken softly but it’s underlined with authority.
“I’m not tired.” Jimin tries to whine his way out of it but Yoongi merely throws his jacket over the
two of them.
“Don’t wake me up or else there will be hell to pay.” Yoongi mutters with his head on Jimin’s
shoulder.
Jimin can’t help but smile. Yoongi always pretended not to care but he was probably the one who
cared the most. “Sleep well, Yoongi-ah.”
Chapter End Notes
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Chapter 4
Chapter Summary
“You looked cute, Jiminie.” Jungkook blurts out. “ARMYs love it for sure.”
Jimin grins at Jungkook gratefully. “This is why I love the maknae.”
Jungkook mumbles something so softly he doesn’t catch a word of it, but somewhere
inside Jimin’s head, he wants Jungkook to be saying those three words back to him.
Chapter Notes
Are we at new content yet? I don't even remember...
Anyways, I did say I'd go back and edit the stuff I wrote but hahahaha XD What is
editing? Can I use it to buy food? (Poor, broke student here XD)
“Jungkook, could you please pair up with Jimin and Yoongi for the photoshoot?”
Jungkook nods at their photographer and heads towards him and Yoongi.
Jimin gives the younger a welcoming smile as their photographer leads them to their set while
Yoongi just gives Jungkook a small nod of his head.
Their photographer directs them onto the stairs, putting Yoongi in the front and Jimin a step
higher.
From the corner of his eye, he can see Jungkook sitting a few steps above him.
They snap a few photos before their photographer begins to give them more direction.
"Jimin, sit a little closer to Yoongi, please.” Their photographer gestures for him to scoot closer and
so he does.
Instead of seeing Jungkook, he can feel the younger’s knee pressed against his back.
He’s about to rest his arm over Jungkook’s knee but he remembers Jungkook practically offering
him to Chanyeol and he freezes. Jimin swallows and turns back to the camera, he was working,
there wasn’t time to be angsting about his feelings. Instead he throws an arm around Yoongi’s
shoulder, knowing the older boy wouldn’t shrug his hand away.
He settles for a lame ‘v’ and he hears Yoongi laughing at him under his breath.
Taehyung makes a face at him behind the camera man and he feels the corners of his mouth tilting
into a smile. Tamping it down quickly, he tries to look serious but he hears the sounds of the
shutter and he can tell without even looking at the photo, he definitely looks weird.
A few more different poses, they switch out and the others and they rest while the others shoot.
“Jimin, can you start a bangtan bomb if you have time?” Their manager, Sejin, asks him. “We
haven’t uploaded a new one in a while.”
“Sure.” Jimin takes the camera from the older man. “The fans would like it.”
“Thanks Jimin.” Sejun gives him a quick smile before he hurries away.
He sees Jungkook gaming on his phone on the other side of the room and Yoongi dozing on the
sofa so he turns the camera onto Jungkook.
“Jungkook-ah!” Jimin purposefully uses that excited tone everyone likes to associate him with.
“Say something to the ARMYs.”
Jungkook puts down his phone and blinks up at him. “What are you doing, Jimin-ah?”
“I’m filming a Bangtan bomb since we haven’t done that in forever.” Jimin gives Jungkook an
encouraging smile behind the camera. “Come on, say something to our fans.”
“Thank you for Army’s support.” Jungkook starts slowly. “We have come a long way thanks to
you guys and I hope you keep supporting us on this long journey.”
“Boo.” Jimin complains jokingly. “That’s so boring. Show us something instead, like a dance or
sing for us.”
Jungkook huffs but he puts down his phone and gets up from his seat anyways. Before Jimin
realizes what the younger is doing, Jungkook is already dancing to his part of ‘Lie’.
“Jungkookie!” Jimin complains. He doesn’t do anything but give Jungkook’s shoulder a swift
smack because he’s laughing too hard.
Despite his complaint, Jungkook keeps dancing to imaginary music and Jimin pouts and
deliberately turns the camera away. “Since Jungkook is too busy mocking me, let’s go find the
others.”
Jungkook laughs, fully bunny smile on display. “You love it when I do that.”
“Um no.” Jimin turns the camera back to Jungkook as they talk. “That’s not true.”
Jungkook snorts and pulls the camera from his grip. “Now it’s your turn to say something to the
fans.”
He mockingly repeats Jungkook’s earlier speech which has Jungkook hiding a smile. Jungkook
moves to take the camera off him which has Jimin screeching in protest. “I’ll do something!”
“Do some aegyo for the fans.” Jungkook demands, it’s so fast, Jimin wonders if Jungkook had
already expected this outcome.
“Jungkookie.” Jimin juts his lips out in a pout. “Anything but that.”
“Nope.” Jungkook pans the camera closer to him. “Aegyo. Yoongi and Namjoon let you off last
time.”
“Armys, Jungkookie is bullying me.” He feels a little like a child tattle-tailing to his parents, but
nonetheless, he keeps jokingly complain to the camera. He grumbles for a little longer before he
twists his face into a mockingly sweet and cute expression. Jungkook bursts out into laughter and
he hears Yoongi chuckling in the background. When he turns to check on Yoongi, he sees his
bandmate laughing at him.
“When did you wake up?” He directs the question at Yoongi.
“Since you started complaining about doing aegyo.” Yoongi ambles over towards them. “Couldn’t
miss that.”
“Yoongi!” He turns his sulk in Yoongi’s direction but his older bandmate just gives him a smirk.
“The fans love your aegyo, you should be the one showing that instead.”
“No.” Yoongi says adamantly. “You two kids have fun with that.”
Jimin turns to Jungkook expectantly, expecting the younger to join in on the ribbing but instead
Jungkook just shrugs. “Since your aegyo wasn’t good enough, let’s have you dance a sexy version
of ‘Blood, Sweat and Tears’.”
“Yoongi-ah.” Jimin latches onto Yoongi playfully. “The youngest is bullying me.”
“You probably deserve it.” Yoongi says dryly. “Stop bothering me.”
Jimin frowns at Yoongi answer. “You were the one who came over to us.”
“Because I wanted to see your embarrassment close up.” Yoongi gives his hand a small squeeze,
off-screen, to show that he means no harm and that he’s just joking around for the fans.
“You looked cute, Jiminie.” Jungkook blurts out. “ARMYs love it for sure.”
Jimin grins at Jungkook gratefully. “This is why I love the maknae.”
Jungkook mumbles something so softly he doesn’t catch a word of it, but somewhere inside
Jimin’s head, he wants Jungkook to be saying those three words back to him.
No matter how impossible it was.
Chapter End Notes
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Chapter 5
Chapter Summary
“What was your impression of him, Jungkook?” Taehyung asks. “Is he suitor material
for our precious Jimin?”
“Tae.” He whines unsuccessfully when Taehyung merely waves a hand in his direction
to shut him up.
“Come on, Kook.” Taehyung insists. “Tell us what you thought when you saw Jimin
with Chanyeol.”
Chapter Notes
If some of you read my prev chapter notes, you'd know I'm having some trouble - my
grandma has been admitted into the hospital and I found out I had failed a course in uni
when I was in one of my 'down' phases which was me attempting suicide~
Sob story aside, I don't think I'll have much time to write because I need to find
another part time job so I won't end up giving my dad more pressure and stress. Things
are already bad enough with my grandma's heart attack.
Haha and feel free to guess who Jimin’s ex was :)
“Jimin-ah.” Jin’s voice is disapproving as he says his name. “No phones during family breakfast.”
“Sorry, Jinnie.” He quickly slips his phone back into his pocket after he sends a quick reply.
“Who was it?” Namjoon asks, curiously, over his bowl of cereal.
Jimin shrugs, trying to play it off but Hoseok perks at the potential gossip. “A potential suitor?”
“No!” He quickly shakes his head when both Yoongi and Taehyung lift their heads to look at him.
“No, he’s just a friend.”
“And who is said ‘friend’?” Jin asks, attention completely focused on him, food set aside.
Jimin winces because he knows Jin won’t drop it even if he gives some noncommittal answer.
When Jin puts food to the side, everyone knows how serious the oldest is.
“It’s just Chanyeol.” He tries to say that as casually as he can. “Jungkook met him just last week,
he’s a nice guy, right Kookie?”
He regrets asking Jungkook the second the younger frowns into his cereal but Jungkook had been
the one who none too subtly told him to try going out with Chanyeol so his impression of his friend
shouldn’t be that bad.
“What about him?” Jungkook grunts out.
“What was your impression of him, Jungkook?” Taehyung asks. “Is he suitor material for our
precious Jimin?”
“Tae.” He whines unsuccessfully when Taehyung merely waves a hand in his direction to shut him
up.
“Come on, Kook.” Taehyung insists. “Tell us what you thought when you saw Jimin with
Chanyeol.”
Jimin moves to leap at his best friend/soulmate but Yoongi pulls him down, resting his hand on his
forearm. “Let him answer, Jimin-ah.”
“But—”
“I’m sure everyone wants to know what Jungkook thinks.” Yoongi answers easily, sending him a
small look to get him to settle down once more.
He pouts but sits back down in his seat and they all turn to Jungkook once more.
“He was okay, I guess.” Jungkook shrugs. “I didn’t really like him, seemed too slick for me.”
Jimin frowns and he’s about to say something in defense of his friend but Yoongi gives him a
small shake of his head so he stays quiet.
“What do you mean?” Jin asks.
“Something just doesn’t sit well with me when I saw him. He’s sorta like the type who just wants
people to believe he’s this nice guy when he’s probably not like that in real life.” Jungkook shrugs
again and stabs his spoon into his bowl of cereal so forcefully, the milk splatters onto the table.
“Well we are idols, so we’re all like that to a varying degree.” Namjoon says.
“He just seems too—” Jungkook pinches his brows together in concentration. “Too perfect.”
“Perfect?” Hoseok pipes up. “Isn’t that a good thing?”
“Not when he just seems that way.” Jungkook snaps, he then winces before he gives Hoseok a
small smile in apology which Hoseok returns.
“How do you know he just ‘seems’ that way and isn’t actually a good person?” Yoongi asks.
“Aren’t half of us not the actual way we are in front of the camera? He could be the world’s best
actor for all we know.” Jungkook bites out. “I barely know the dude. Can you guys lay off with the
questions?”
“Sorry, Jungkook.” Jin says with a small smile. “We were just worried about the people Jimin
associates with, especially in a partner sort of way.”
“I can take care of myself.” Jimin complains as the rest of the band begins to chime in with their
agreement. “Plus, we don’t have that sort of relationship. He’s seeing someone in his band.”
“Oh.” Hoseok looks a little too disappointed. “And here I thought our little Jimin was finally
growing up and stepping into the idol dating pool.”
“He has, not a lot, but he has.” Taehyung says with an easy shrug. “I’ve personally screened them
all.”
“Then what’s his type?” Jin asks, resting his chin on his hand, breakfast completely forgotten.
“Pretty, worldwide handsome men like me? Or muscular boys like Jungkook? Or stoic guys like
Yoongi?”
“All of the above.” Taehyung laughs. “But he likes the stoic and muscular ones more than the
pretty ones, says that they’re too ‘flirtatious’ for him.”
“Tae Tae.” He groans. “Stop exposing me.”
“I haven’t even started yet, Jiminie.” Taehyung grins mischievously at him. “Who should we start
off with?”
“None.” Jimin hurriedly grabs the sandwich, conveniently placed in front of him, and sticks into
Taehyung’s mouth. “This topic is closed.”
“Um, no.” Namjoon laughs. “Look at how curious everyone is, they’re going to be asking for
weeks.”
As if to prove his point, Jin, Hoseok and, to his surprise, even Jungkook looks back at him
expectantly.
“Please spare me.” Jimin groans.
They all laugh just as Sejin walks in to tell them that they have a schedule to head towards.
Collective groans bounce around the room as they stuff their faces with their remaining breakfast
and bundle out of their dorm.
“We’ll let you off for now, Jimin.” Jin says with a wag of his finger. “But we’ll definitely find
out.”
Jimin lets out another groan and lets Yoongi push him out the door.
“Kai?” Hoseok is the first one to come up to him.
“What?” Jimin looks at his bandmate with confusion. “What about Kai?”
“Was it Kai from EXO?” Hoseok tries again as if merely just clearing up who he was referring to
would help him understand the situation. Probably seeing the confusion on his face, Hoseok
continues. “Was he the one you dated?”
“No.” Jimin frowns. “We’re good friends.”
“Dang it.” Hoseok grumbles as he moves away, leaving Jimin standing there a little confused.
Jin tries next, popping up next to him when he’s getting his makeup touched on. “Is it Taemin?”
“I—” It takes him a little while but Jimin figures it out and shakes his head. “It’s not him, either.”
“I was so sure.” Jin groans.
“Are you guys going to continue this until one of you guesses correctly?” Jimin asks, knowing
there’s no point trying to put a stop to things.
“Yeah.” Jin shrugs his broad shoulders. “Probably.”
Jimin can only sigh.
Namjoon is the third one.

“Would it be Sejun?” Namjoon asks. “He’s quite a fanboy of yours, Jiminie.”
Jimin laughs. “I’ve noticed, his bandmates from Victon have told me about it, repeatedly.”
“So no?”
“No.”
Jimin can only laugh when Namjoon trips over the plastic chairs as he slinks of dejectedly.
“Please stop them, Yoongi.” Jimin pleads.
“Stop what?” Yoongi asks, lazily turning towards him. “They’re still trying to guess who your exes
were?”
“Yeah.” Jimin takes a seat on the empty spot of Yoongi’s bed.
“It’d be unfair if I joined into the game after all.” The older smirks at him, clearly amused by his
situation before turning back to his computer.
“They’ve been coming up repeatedly and begin yelling names at me for the past week.” Jimin cries
a little dramatically to get Yoongi to help him out.
“What do you want me to do?” Yoongi looks back at him questioningly. “Want me to tell them?”
“You’re no help at all.” Jimin lands a lazy smack on Yoongi’s chest. “Especially when this is at
least half your fault.”
“Go get Namjoon to stop them.” Yoongi chuckles, putting down his pencil and joining him on the
bed.
“He’s part of them.” Jimin juts out his lower lip into a pout.
“Can’t help you out there.” He can see how Yoongi is trying to look serious but the amused quirk
of his lips give him away.
“Yoongi!” Jimin whines. “Help me.”
“No.” Yoongi flicks his hand lazily. “I’m working.”
“Yoongi-ah.” Jimin continues to whine, ignoring the obvious lie as Yoongi proceeds to pull the
blanket over his legs.
“Sleep.” Yoongi’s doesn’t even bother opening his eyes this time. Instead he just grabs him by the
wrists and tugs him so Jimin is flopped against his chest. “You need to sleep earlier.”
“I’ve heard those words before.” Jimin says wryly. “Someone amazing must have said them
before.”
“Jesus,” Yoongi groans. His hand carding through his pink hair softens the harsh tone. “I’m never
saying that again.”
“I love you too, Yoongi.”

Chapter 6
Chapter Summary
Jungkook jumps to his feet so suddenly, his chair goes falling backwards with the
force and clatters uselessly to the floor. Everyone turns to gape at Jungkook.
“Jungkookie?” Jimin calls the youngest’s name softly, trying to get a response out of
him but he just stands there staring back at him.
“Jeon Jungkook.” Yoongi’s voice leaves no room for disobedience and it has
Jungkook snapping out of his thoughts.
“I was just surprised, I couldn’t tell at all.” Jungkook gives them a feeble attempt of a
smile. “Are you two still together?”
Chapter Notes
I don't really have the time for anything else right now, so I'll just be posting the stuff I
have written every so often~
Sorry guys~ I really don't have time between my part time job and my classes T_T
Gotta earn dat money so I can fly home to see my gran~
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comments because I'm just too tired to do anything once I get back to the dorms T_T
“Taehyung, please give us a hint.” Hoseok latches onto Taehyung around the dinner table. “I’m
your favorite person here so just a little tiny hint, please.”
“Tae Tae.” Jimin almost begs, sending Taehyung a pleading look. “I’m not the only one who’s
going to be affected by it.”
“We promise we won’t tell anyone, Jimin.” Jin says sagely but the look of complete interest ruins
the effect.
“Just one hint, a small one.” Namjoon says, working as the mediator. “Will that be okay, Jimin?”
He wrinkles his nose but nods.
Taehyung and Hoseok crow.
“He’s someone we all know and when I said a muscular, he used to have a six pack but it melted
away like chocolate.”
“Oh my God!” Jimin groans as Jin screeches in delight. “I know who it is, I know!”
Namjoon’s realization comes next. “How did you two manage to hide it from us?”
“Um, I don’t get it.” Hoseok grumbles. “Do you, Jungkook?”
Jungkook’s expression is neutral as he shrugs. “I’m not sure either.”
“Do you know who it is, Yoongs?” Hoseok directs the question to Yoongi which has Jin and
Namjoon howling in laughter, the former almost hyperventilating with his signature windshield
wiper laugh.
“Can I tell them?” Taehyung asks.
Jimin just sighs and after Yoongi gives him a brief nod, he gives Taehyung the go ahead.
“It’s Min Yoongi!” Taehyung screams loudly.
Hoseok switches between staring at him and then Yoongi before he smacks a hand to his face.
“How did I miss that?”
“Maybe you’re just an natural airhead.” Yoongi snarks.
“You dated Yoongi?” Jungkook’s question is obviously aimed for him but suddenly he doesn’t
know how to answer.
He can only nod.
Jungkook jumps to his feet so suddenly, his chair goes falling backwards with the force and clatters
uselessly to the floor. Everyone turns to gape at Jungkook.
“Jungkookie?” Jimin calls the youngest’s name softly, trying to get a response out of him but he
just stands there staring back at him.
“Jeon Jungkook.” Yoongi’s voice leaves no room for disobedience and it has Jungkook snapping
out of his thoughts.
“I was just surprised, I couldn’t tell at all.” Jungkook gives them a feeble attempt of a smile. “Are
you two still together?”
“Nah.” Yoongi answers for the two of them when Jimin fumbles for a response. “It was a mutual
thing when we both decided that BTS was becoming too busy for us to consider anything,
especially dating, so we decided to put that down for now.” He shares a small smile with Yoongi.
“Until we manage to juggle everything thrown at us or until one of us moves on.”
Namjoon whistles. “Damn, I don’t think I could've done that.”
“Oh please.” Taehyung gestures to Jin. “As if you could bear to leave Jin.”
Jin smiles and rests his head on Namjoon’s shoulder as Namjoon easily wraps an arm around Jin’s
waist. “I don’t think I would have managed to separate from Joonie either.”
“Gross.” Hoseok twists his face into a mock grimace. “I see enough PDA from the two of you, I
want to see our Jimin date someone good for him for once.”
“What am I? Chopped Liver?” Yoongi grunts.

“I said someone good.” Hoseok retorts easily. “Not just any hobo of the street.”
“You better watch your back in dark alleyways, Seokie.” Yoongi says, paired with a drippingly
saccharine smile.
Hoseok shivers. “Taehyungie, I leave you the rest of my things when I die.”
“It was nice knowing you, my fellow comrade.” Taehyung salutes Hoseok as the latter drops to the
floor dramatically. “But let’s be honest,” Taehyung says as he picks squash from his plate and
dumps it onto Hoseok’s. “Everyone knows music will always be Yoongi’s first love, so I’m not
surprised that the two of them put dating aside.”
Jimin exchanges a smile with Yoongi because Taehyung is completely right.
“I agree.” Jin adds on quickly. “I’m not surprised.”
“Don’t pretend to be all perceptive now.” Hoseok grumbles.
“Anyways.” Namjoon doesn’t even bother sparing Hoseok another glance before he turns towards
the two of them. “You two have got some explaining to do.”
“Don’t we have a schedule?” Jimin asks in desperation.
“Nope.” Taehyung answers easily. “I know because it’s probably one of the rare days where we
can just laze around after dinner.”
“So, who wants to tell it?” Jin asks gleefully.
He takes a look at Yoongi who just shrugs in response. “I’ll start off and Yoongi can add in
anything I’ve missed.”
That has Hoseok scrambling to his chair noisily.

“Who was the one who confessed to who? When did you start dating? How long—”
Namjoon settles a calming hand on Jin’s arm. “One question at a time, love.”
“Right.” Jin nods in agreement.
Jimin tackles the easier question first. “We dated for around a year and a half; we got together a
little before debut and broke up in 2015, when BTS began gaining popularity. As Yoongi said
earlier, BTS was and still is priority, we decided to set aside dating and things like that until things
get steadier.”
“Do the managers know?” Namjoon always the leader of the group, asking the questions that
matter.
“Yeah.” Jimin nods. “Jigaemae caught us around a month in and we told him about it.”
“He told us to keep it down and keep it completely out of sight in public.” Yoongi shares a look
with him, as if asking him if he remembered it or not. He replies with a tiny nod and Yoongi
continues. “We weren’t even allowed to tell you guys, so we kept it private.”
“Uh, no. Your definition of private must be pretty from mine.” Hoseok speaks up. “You two
blatantly flirted so much.”
“Rookie King.” Jin pipes in.
“Twitter.” Namjoon adds on.
“Our first BTS birthday party, when the two of you went to make the cake together.” Taehyung
tags on happily.
“Do you guys remember them all?” Jimin can’t help but ask when the other members remind him
of each and every moment.
“We have more,” Jin says easily. “So the two of you better answer our questions.”
“We will, Jin.” Jimin hurriedly reassures his friend. “We felt bad for not telling you guys in the
first place.”
“I think the most important question everyone wants to know would be if the two of you would get
back together again?” Namjoon gives the two of the a look, with both eyebrows raised. “Since you
two both seem to imply it was until things begin to steady and we’re at a pretty steady point right
now.”
“Sometime in the near future?” Jin interrupts before either Yoongi or he can reply. “Further away?
Or never again?”
His eyes flit towards Jungkook and he sees the younger staring right back at him. It almost feels
like Jungkook can peel back every layer and see all his deep, dark secrets, almost like he knows
Jimin loves him. For a moment, it feels like he can’t breathe under that dark, penetrating gaze. He
wants to look away but at the same time, he wants to stay like that forever.
“I don’t know about that for now.” Yoongi chooses his words carefully. “It’s not the right time and
we’re different than we were back then. I’m not the same person I was before and neither is Jimin.
Right, Jimin-ah?”
That snaps him away from Jungkook and he nods quickly before anyone else catches him gazing at
Jungkook with heart in his eyes.
“To be honest though.” Hoseok says thoughtfully. “You two hid it pretty well, most times, I just
thought the two of you were really comfortable with each other. Jimin is and was everyone’s
favorite so I didn’t suspect Yoongi’s favoritism to our lil mochi.”
“Actually…” Jin starts, sharing a secret smile with Namjoon. “We suspected them in the beginning
but we weren’t sure so we never asked or prodded because none of us had exactly ‘come out’ to
each other yet.”
“Well know you know.” Yoongi shrugs, ending the topic swiftly. “We just wanted you guys to
know ‘cuz Jimin said he felt guilty from hiding it for so long.”
Hoseok snorts. “I bet you didn’t want to tell us because we’d tease you till the day you die.”
“I won’t be the one dying first.” Yoongi doesn’t even bother turning to Hoseok fully when he says
them. “I know where you sleep at night.”
“I’ll go write my will.” Hoseok cries out. “It was nice knowing all you, my brothers.”
“Stop being such a drama queen.” Jin cuts in before Hoseok could further his dramatics. “Let’s
focus on how we managed to miss a year and a half of Yoongi and Jimin dating.”
Jimin groans and buries his face in his hands.
It was going to be a long night.
Chapter End Notes
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who it was XD
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Chapter 7
Chapter Summary
Jimin curls himself around the younger once Jungkook settles himself on the sofa once
more. Jungkook tucks the blanket higher around his neck and wraps an arm around his
shoulders.
It’s times like this that Jimin doesn’t understand what he means to Jungkook.
Chapter Notes
Haha because of plot, Jin and Namjoon room together since they’re a couple, so
Hoseok is with Yoongi and Jimin is with Tae~ JK still has his own room~
I'm sorry I still haven't had time to reply to comments and I promise I'll try to get to
them soon but I'm dead on my feet so I can only give y'all what I've prewritten~ Who
knew working two jobs + studying would be this hard huh~ XD
“Do you still—” Jungkook starts off confident but he trails off and cuts himself off before Jimin
can understand what Jungkook wants to ask him.
“Kookie?” Jimin prods hoping that could at least get Jungkook to finish his question.
Instead, the younger just shakes his head. “Nevermind.”
He stares dumbly as Jungkook just walks off again for the third time in the week.
“Did I do something?” He asks Taehyung standing right beside him.
“Nah.” Taehyung says, distractedly as he watches Hoseok chatting with one of the back up
dancers. “He’ll ask whatever he wants to ask one day, maybe he just needs a little more time.”
“I don’t know if I can last till that day.” Jimin sighs.

“You’ve waited for so many years, I’m sure you can wait a few more days.” Taehyung clenches
his fist when the backup dancer leans a little too close to Hoseok for his liking.
“You’re right.” He gives his friend a little nudge towards Hoseok. “Go on and stop it if you’re so
worried.”
“I’m not.” Taehyung whips his head towards him so quickly, Jimin hopes his friend didn’t hurt his
neck in the process.
“You’re not what?” He prods at his best friend. “You’re not jealous your man is flirting with
someone else or you’re not worried because you know he’s your man?”
“The first one.” Taehyung grumbles under his breath softly.
“Well if you’re not jealous, you have interesting ways of showing it.” Jimin aims a mischievous
smile at his friend who just groans in return. “Are the two of you ever going to make things
official?”
Taehyung snorts. “I don’t think he wants that.”
He drops a hand on Taehyung’s shoulder. “Tae Tae, you know that’s not true. He wants it, you
want it. Why are you not pursuing it?”
“I want to be wanted.” Taehyung turns to him fully, finally peeling his eyes from Hoseok. “I want
him to show me he wants it too. It’s always me running to him, I just want some inkling that he
wants it too.” Those words strike him further than he cares to admit and Taehyung knows it too by
the way he tilts his chin to the spot where, Jimin knows, Jungkook is. “You know what I mean,
right?”
“It’s different.” Jimin tries. “Everyone knows Hoseok returns your feelings, Jungkook doesn’t—”
“You don’t know that.” Taehyung interrupts without batting an eyelash.

“—return mine.” Jimin finishes, ignoring the fact that Taehyung even spoke in the first place.
“You probably have more dating experience than I do.” Taehyung says with a shrug. “Min Yoongi,
what else do I need to say?”
“Stop doing that, Tae.” Jimin pokes his friend in the shoulder. “Everyone has been bringing it up
since we told everyone.”
“I’ve known since the beginning and I’m still surprised you dated him.”
“He was an amazing boyfriend.”
“Not amazing enough for you to keep dating him.” Taehyung laughs. “And move onto a certain
maknae of ours.”
Jimin hurriedly shushes Taehyung, looking around to make sure no one heard. “We love each
other but we’re not in love with each other anymore.”
“I don’t know.” Taehyung says jokingly. “Sometimes I think he knows you even more than I know
you and you’re my soulmate.”
“Just because he knows me well doesn’t mean anything. Plus you have to take in the fact that
we’ve dated for two years, so it’s no surprise he knows my habits.” Jimin smiles at Taehyung.
“You’re my soulmate, of course you know me the best. Anyways, not the point, maybe you can try
flirting with someone else and make Hoseok jealous.”
“Ohhh.” Taehyung brightens at that. “Good idea. I’m going to go do that.”
Jimin gestures to a pretty good looking guy standing a little further away from Hoseok. “How
about Saeran? He’s a nice guy and he’s the one who dances behind me in the mv, so I’ve talked to
him a few times.”
“Alright.” Taehyung gives his head a little shake. “Wish me luck.”

“Luck.” Jimin laughs in reply as his friend makes a face at him. “It’s not like you’re going to need
it, the poor guy is probably going to get blinded with a smile from you.”
“You go get your man too.” Taehyung gives him a quick hug before he bounds over to the brunette
dancer, standing close to where Hoseok was.
He hesitates before he follows Taehyung’s advice. Jungkook is standing at the side, talking to
Namjoon so he heads towards the duo.
“Hey.” Jimin greets the two of them softly, accompanied with a small smile. “What are you guys
talking about?”
“Nothing much.” Namjoon answers. “Jungkook was just asking about our schedule for tomorrow.”
“It’s an easy day tomorrow, right?” Jimin vaguely remembers that they don’t have much to do
aside from choreo practice and a little vocal training.
“Yeah.” Namjoon shrugs. “We’re free after dinner.”
“Why are you asking, Jungkookie?” Jimin wiggles his eyebrows playfully. “Planning on meeting
someone behind our backs?”
“As if.” Jungkook snorts. “You know every single one of my friends and otherwise.”
“True.” Jimin smiles. “There’s no such thing as privacy in this band.”
That has Namjoon laughing. “Says the one who managed to hide the fact he was dating for 2
years.”
“You too, Namjoon?” Jimin cries out exasperatedly. “I thought you wouldn’t bring it up like Jin
and Hoseok like to every time we talk.”
“I just couldn’t let the opportunity slip by.” Namjoon’s dimples are on full display. “Plus—”
“Namjoon, could you come over for a moment?”
“I’ll be right there.” Namjoon calls out to their camera director before turning back to the two of
them. “Well, work calls.”
Jimin smiles and gives Namjoon’s shoulder a small squeeze while Jungkook just nods.
“Kookie-ah.” Jimin gives the youngest his full attention. “What did you want to ask me before?”
“It’s nothing.” Jungkook dismisses it quickly.
“I want to know.” Jimin rests a hand on Jungkook’s arm. “I would never judge you or think
differently of you, I want you to know I’m always open if you have questions or doubts.”
Jungkook stays silent for a little while before he finally speaks up again. “I was just wondering if
you still loved Yoongi.”
“I love him.” Jimin feels like he’s been answering this question ever since everyone found out.
“But I’m not in love with him. We— I don’t think I’ve been in love with him for quite a while.
Although our time together wasn’t always sunshine and rainbows, I’m just happy I got to
experience it and to say we tried. You know the saying ‘it’s better to loved and lost than never
loved at all’.”
There was nothing he had to hide from his bandmates but he knows he’s purposefully kept things
from his bandmates, not because he doesn’t trust them but because he doesn’t want them to worry.
So, when he ends up telling Jungkook more than he’s told Taehyung, he’s pretty surprised himself.
“Ahh, I see.” Jungkook’s position isn’t as standing as rigidly as he had been before, his hands
aren’t curled into fists, instead they’re relaxed and casually placed at his side.
“Why?” Jimin’s heart thunders loudly in his chest, he doesn’t know if it’s trepidation or
excitement. “Is there someone you have in mind to be so curious about this?”
“No!” Jungkook cries out a little more loudly than necessary, earning a few curious looks. “I just
wanted to know, it’d be awkward for the band if you two were still pining over each other.”
“Why would it be bad?” He asks purposely to test the waters.
“I—” Jungkook fumbles with his words once again. “I don’t know, unresolved problems are a pain
in the ass.”
“Sure, Kook-ah.” Jimin gives Jungkook a small smile. “But you won’t have to worry about that.”
Probably.
The rest of the members finally stop with the questions about Yoongi probably because preparing
for their comeback which was just around has drained away all their energy.
Jimin sighs in relief once they reach the dorms.
Yoongi drops onto the couch without bothering to take off his coat. “Someone run me over with a
bus.”
The others file into the dorms, pushing aside Namjoon who had managed to knock over the shoe
rack once again.
Jin snorts as he neatly hangs up his jacket. “No one would bother doing that.”
Jungkook heads to the kitchen, complaining about food, Jin hot on his heels, without bothering to
wait for a response.
Hoseok laughs but the expression on his face isn’t the joyful one he usually has. Taehyung takes a
step to the couch but Hoseok easily wraps a hand around Taehyung’s wrist and tugs him into his
room.
Yoongi snorts. “Guess you’re sleeping with me tonight.”
“You make it sound so dirty.” Jimin says as he heads towards the kitchen for a cup of water.
“I wasn’t trying to.” Yoongi yells after him. “I’m just telling the truth as it is.”
He’s still smiling as he walks into the kitchen.
Jungkook too busy searching the kitchen for snacks to pay attention to him.
“What are you smiling at?” Jin asks. “You look a little too happy for someone who just spent the
entire day dancing our butts off.”
He tiptoes to grab two cups from the shelf as he answers Jin. “Hobi and Tae are finally talking
about their relationship, if I can even all it that?”
“Finally, huh.” Jin slaps Jungkook’s hand away from the fried chicken. “That’s for Joonie, don’t
touch it.”
“Yeah.” Jimin picks up his cups. “I just hope they talk through everything and get together and
finally stop this angsting.”
“Don’t forget the sexual tension we had to all suffer through.” Jin adds on.
“Wait, what?” Jungkook whips his head in his direction. “Hoseok and Taehyung?”
He exchanges a glance with Jin who has an overly dramatic expression on his face.
“Yeah,” Jimin answers softly. “I’m probably locked out of the room for tonight.”
Jin’s familiar windshield wiper laugh fills the kitchen. “Jungkook, I knew you were dense but not
this oblivious.”
“Well, sorry.” Jungkook’s cheeks turn red as he mutters defensively. “I just don’t notice things like
this because I don’t care.”
“That’s fine too, Kook-ah.” He tries to reassure the younger. “Not everyone has romance on their
brains like Jin does.”
“Hey!” Jin yells indignantly and Jimin hurries out the kitchen with his water.
Yoongi is already asleep, head lolling to the side, mouth open.
“Wake up, Yoongi.” Jimin shakes Yoongi softly. The older cracks an eye open, unwillingly. “Take
a shower first before you go to sleep.”
Yoongi pushes himself up and groggily nods. “Can you help me grab a change of clothes?”
He hands Yoongi a cup of water and stands to grab what Yoongi needs.
He tries his best to support Yoongi whenever, especially times like this because seeing how hard
Yoongi works, makes him feel bad for not being able to help him out.
When he comes out of Yoongi’s room with a handful of his pajamas, to find him still slumped on
the sofa, he can’t help but laugh.
Jungkook walks out with a piece of bread in his mouth just as he’s pulling Yoongi to his feet.
Yoongi gets to his feet and stumbles to the toilet after a muffled thank you.
Jungkook just settles into the seat Yoongi had vacated just a few seconds ago without a word,
Jimin sits down beside him, leaving some space between them.
“Want to watch something?” Jungkook offers.
Jimin leans his back against the arm rest, facing Jungkook. “Want to finish the Notebook?”
“Ugh.” Jungkook makes a face as he plugs his laptop into the tv. “Why do you like that sappy
movie so much?”
“It’s because we never finished watching it.” Jimin throws the blanket over his feet.
Jungkook continues to grumble under his breath but obediently plays the movie anyways.
He pats the spot beside him which has Jungkook grumbling even more.
Jimin curls himself around the younger once Jungkook settles himself on the sofa once more.
Jungkook tucks the blanket higher around his neck and wraps an arm around his shoulders.
It’s times like this that Jimin doesn’t understand what he means to Jungkook.
He pushes away those thoughts. He has no need for those thoughts, especially when none of them
have time for this.
Instead, he focuses his attention back to the movie to the best of his abilities.
Later, he’ll go crazy wondering what it means, but right now, he’ll just lay his head on Jungkook’s
shoulder and pretend everything was okay.
He wakes up to Jungkook’s face inches away from his, a frown marring his features.
Jungkook instantly leans away, almost falling off the couch as he scoots back. “Go back to your
room and sleep.”
Jimin rubs the sleep from his eyes and blinks at Jungkook. “Did Yoongi go back to his room?”
“Yeah.” Jungkook runs a hand through his hair. “He went in around an hour ago, said not to wake
you up.”
“I’ll sleep out here.” Jimin presses a hand against his eyes. “Yoongi is a light sleeper and he needs
all the sleep he can get, especially now that we’re so close to another comeback.”
“And you don’t?” Jungkook stands up and stretches. “You need to sleep too, even if you’re tiny,
the sofa is going to give you cramps.”
“I’m not tiny.” He huffs. “Sleeping on the couch for a day or two won’t do much harm.”
“Sleep with me.”
Those three, supposedly innocent words, have him grasping for words out of thin air. Jimin stutters
for a second before he pulls himself together.
“I didn’t know you wanted to sleep with me that desperately.” Jimin tries to keep the panic from
his voice and in place, coats it with a teasing tone, that he hopes and prays that Jungkook wouldn’t
be able to look through.
Jungkook gives him a shove on the shoulder but he doesn’t deny it, instead he pulls him to his feet
and tugs him to the toilet.
They brush their teeth side by side.
He doesn’t think about how domestic that seems because it happens all the time, only because they
all live together.
Following Jungkook’s lead once again, Jimin allows the younger to tug him into his room and to
the bed.
Sleeping wrapped around each other isn’t a big deal, they’ve done it so many times, it’s like second
nature. But it’s times like this that he overthinks everything and wonders how Jungkook would see
him.
“Sleep,” Jungkook commands sleepily. “Or else you’ll suffer tomorrow.”
Jimin just shuffles over to face the wall, letting out a yawn as he turns.
Jungkook drapes an arm over his waist and he feels the younger’s face pressed into his hair. It
doesn’t take long for Jungkook’s breath to even out until soft snores.
It’s the fifth time he’s slept with Jungkook in a week.
It’s getting a little too much for it to be something supposedly meant only for Jungkook’s
homesickness.
He squeezes his eyes shut and hopes for sleep to come.
Chapter End Notes
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Chapter 8
Chapter Summary
“Fine.” Jimin sighs. “Then, Kook, answer a question for me. What are we?”
“What are we?” Jungkook frowns as he repeats the question.
“I don’t pretend to understand our relationship. Sometimes we’re friends, sometimes

you act like we’re more than friends and sometimes I’m just a stranger to you.” He
stands straighter, back pressed against the wall. “So Jungkook, please, tell me what
you want so I’ll know what to do.”
Chapter Notes
Hahah the chapter where the angst begins~
I'm posting the second chapter in a day to thank all my supportive

readers/commenters~ I know I've been spouting about all my problems and probably
annoying y'all with it but I hope this makes up for it~
I still don't have much time to do any writing so after chapter 13? I won't have
anything written ahead of time so y'all might have to wait a bit~ I'm too tired going
from job 1 to job 2 then studying to have much spare time to write so please bear with
me until the end of the semester when I won't have class~~
Jimin likes to think that things had been going well, tiring but well enough.
But it’s like he jinxes things by thinking that because Yugyeom bursts into their lives and nothing
seems to be going well anymore.
He thought things had been progressing with Jungkook now that the younger has stopped avoiding
him but everytime he tries asking Jungkook to hang out with him, he tells Jimin that he’s going out
with Yugyeom and after the thirteenth attempt, Jimin stops trying.
Taehyung notices the way he wilts and his best friend tries to make up for it with more affection.
The fans love it so their managers don’t say anything about it.
Yoongi notices too.
And Jimin knows that Yoongi’s teasing is his attempt in cheering him up. It makes him feel bad
for making two most important people in his life worry over him once again.
So once again, he buries his feelings but he’s not good at that.
“Jimin,” Jigaemae calls him over softly. He hurries towards his manager and cocks his head in
question. “Do you need some time to rest?”
“Do I look really run down?” Jimin asks, patting his face.
“No, it’s just…” Jigaemae trails off before he speaks again. “Everyone knows how hard you’ve
been working for the comeback but you look distracted.”
“I just need to think some things through.” Jimin sighs and slumps against the wall. “I’ll be as good
as new once I deal with things.”
“It’s up to you.” Jigaemae gives his arm a soft squeeze. “If you ever really need time, tell me and
I’ll try to arrange something.”
“You’re the best.” Jimin gives his manager a reassuring smile. “Thank you.”
The other man just nods and walks off after giving him another small smile.
“Jigaemae is right, you know.” Hoseok slings an arm around his shoulders. “You’ve been pretty
distracted recently. You messed up with choreo even Namjoon wouldn’t mess up on.”
“I know.” Jimin runs a hand through his hair. “But this will end soon, I’ll get over things and I’ll
be back to normal.”
Hoseok moves his hands from his shoulders to his cheeks, giving them a pinch. “I’m not trying to
pressure you, I’m just worried about you.”
“I’ll be okay.” Jimin repeats the words that he seems to have been saying day after day.
His bandmate sighs. “I know but please rely on us when you need to, okay?”
He pushes Hoseok’s hands from his face and gives the older a hug. “Thank you, Hobi.”
Hoseok returns the hug and pulls him in tightly. “We’ll always be there, alright?”
Jimin nods against Hoseok’s shoulders and once again, he resolves to push his feelings for
Jungkook away.
It’s what’s good for everyone. It’s reasonable, logical, realistic.
So he stays away.
On camera and off, he pretends everything is alright but he doesn’t touch Jungkook the way he
used to. He doesn’t throw himself over Jungkook like he used to. He stays around Jungkook
enough that no one notices and so that the fans don’t panic over things and create scandals but it
gets tiring.
Being close enough but not close enough.
If even his managers noticed, it meant that he wasn’t hiding things as well as he thought he was.
He was being childish and ridiculous by making this a bigger issue than it actually was.
Maybe it’s time he ought to stop.

Completely.
“Why are you avoiding me?”
Jimin stares at Jungkook because he never expected the younger to confront him on it, especially
not so soon, not in the kitchen where the rest of the band is, just a thin wall away.
“What do you mean?” He tries for a confused smile, hoping that it’ll somehow successfully trick
Jungkook into dropping the conversation.
“You’ve been avoiding me.” Jungkook doesn’t even phrase it as a question anymore. “You’ve
stopped bugging me in front of the fans, you don’t try to do the usual shit you do anymore.”
“I’m not avoiding you. You can’t avoid someone you barely see.” Jimin ignores the way Jungkook
clenches his jaw and continues. “You’re always with Yugyeom whenever I ask to spend time with
you, I stopped trying to ask after a while. How do you expect me to spend time with you when you
spend all of it with someone else?”
“Are you saying I’m the one avoiding you?” Jungkook frowns.
“I’m not. I’m just saying you spend a lot of time out, enough that I don’t think you’d notice if any
of us spent less time with you. Plus, don’t you prefer this?” Jimin can barely manage a seemingly
careless shrug seeing the tense way Jungkook is holding himself. “You always said you disliked
the affection and the way I always threw myself on you, so I thought it was time I stop with that.”
“I didn’t.” Jungkook denies, almost instantly. “I just said—”
“‘ Just because the fans like it, you don’t have to always throw yourself at me.’ ” Jimin mockingly
and childishly makes air quotes in the air.
“I said that 3 years ago.” Jungkook growls and pushes Jimin’s hands from the front of his face.
“Doesn’t mean it still doesn’t apply.” He drops his hands uselessly to his sides now that he doesn’t
know what to do with them. “Let’s just drop this, I still have to go practice the choreo with Yoongi
and Jin.”
“Drop this?” Jungkook sounds incredulous. “We’ve barely even touched on this and you just want
to push this away as nothing?”
“Then what do you want from me?” Jimin asks, trying to keep his voice quiet and even.
“I just want to know what I did for you to avoid me.” Jungkook’s question is quiet, matching
Jimin’s.
“Fine.” Jimin sighs. “Then, Kook, answer a question for me. What are we?”
“What are we?” Jungkook frowns as he repeats the question.
“I don’t pretend to understand our relationship. Sometimes we’re friends, sometimes you act like
we’re more than friends and sometimes I’m just a stranger to you.” He stands straighter, back
pressed against the wall. “So Jungkook, please, tell me what you want so I’ll know what to do.”
“More than friends?” Once again, Jungkook repeats his words.
“Do friends really sleep wrapped in each other’s arms almost every other day? Do friends buy a car
for a friend’s parent?” He stops himself before he can list out every single example but instead,
Jimin waves a flippant hand in the air, as if shooing away a pesky fly. “But that’s not the point
Jungkook, you tell me what you want us to be and I’ll accept whatever decision you make.”
He knows he’s not being fair, he knows.
It’s unfair to throw everything on Jungkook when he wasn’t expecting this. Jimin being in love
with him was not Jungkook’s fault.
Logically, he knows being in love isn’t anyone’s fault but he thinks his is a special case. Him being
in love with someone in his band, a man no less, would hurt the band’s reputation and risk
everything all of them have worked so hard on.
And yet he’s selfishly trying to throw everything on Jungkook.
“Friends.” That one word comes after a minute of silence, which to Jimin, felt like eternity.
He bites back a wave of disappointment that shouldn’t even have appeared in the first place, that’s
the answer he’d expected.
He hadn’t really given Jungkook a choice.
“Okay.” Jimin closes his eyes for a moment, so he can’t see the way Jungkook’s eyes almost burns
a hole into him.
A stare only filled with worry.
“Okay?” Jungkook parrots.
“Then we’ll be friends.” Jimin nods. “I’ll stop throwing myself all over you, I’ll stop touching you
inappropriately—” He cuts himself off because if he continued, the list would never end. “I’ll stop
doing anything a friend wouldn’t do.”
“I’m not saying you have to stop it.” Jungkook rakes a hand frustratedly through his hair. “You
don’t. This wasn’t even what I wanted to do.”
“I won’t stop you from sleeping in my bed because I know it reminds you of home.” Jimin keeps
going as the younger hadn’t even spoken. “I won’t take that away from you but I promise I won’t
touch you.”
“Why are you doing this?” Jungkook doesn’t bother keeping his voice quiet as practically spits out
the question.
“I need clear labels so I know what boundaries not to cross, Kook-ah.” He notices Jungkook trying
to make eye contact with him but he resolutely keeps his eyes focused on wall right behind
Jungkook’s ear. “Blurred lines and technicalities aren’t enough.”
“I…” Jungkook trails off, leaning against the kitchen counter, away from him.
“I’ll stop avoiding you, Kook.” Jimin repeats this, hoping Jungkook knows understands this much,
at least, even if the rest of his words don’t register. “And this isn’t your fault, I just… I just needed
a little time to figure things out.”
Jungkook doesn’t look happy with his answer but he accepts it because what else can he do?
It’s awkward but Jimin manages.
He keeps to his one-sided promise and he stops touching Jungkook unless it’s necessary.
He can count the times he’s touched Jungkook in the past week with two hands.
And they’re mainly due to two reasons; one on the camera, two when he helps Jungkook with
choreo.
If the others notice the awkwardness between them, they don’t mention it.
Namjoon tries but he escapes under the guise of practice.
He tells himself he’ll be fine.
“Jungkook.” Sejin looks exasperatedly at their youngest. “Could you please stop hovering around
Jimin in concerts and interviews?”
Jungkook’s cheeks flame and he looks down at the floor. “I do not.”

“Really?” Sejin raises an eyebrow. “Even the fans have noticed and especially it’s because they’ve
noticed, you need to stop.”
“It’s only because they’re only seeing the world the way they want to.” Jungkook pouts childishly.
Sejin is used to the boy acting the way he does. He’s been taking care of the youngest ever since he
started his job as their manager. Jungkook’s pout no longer works on him the way it did when he
first started.
“I’m not saying you have to stop being around Jimin completely,” Sejin says exasperatedly. “Just
give Jimin some time around the others as well.”
“Fine,” Jungkook says mulishly.
Sejin ushers Jungkook out of the room to call for Jimin.
Half of him wants the boy to finally realize his own feelings but the other half, the realistic and
logical part of him, hopes that Jungkook doesn’t ever voice out his love.
It’s harsh but so is the world and so are the people around them.
Sejin has grown to love these boys so much and he doesn’t want them hurt even when he pushes
them to the limit and even when they give him headaches.
“Are the two of you fighting?” Sejin asks, straight to the point. The faster they solved this, the
more time the boys had time to rest and prepare.
Jimin sputters while Jungkook stays quietly seated in his chair.
“We aren’t.” Jimin denies Sejin’s question.

“The fans have been noticing the distance between the two of you.” Sejin sighs.
“Do you think it’ll be a problem?” Jimin runs his hand over the armrest of his chair.
Sejin shakes his head. “Not exactly, we’ll just pair you two up or the two of you can do a vlive
together and ease the fans.”
“I actually promised to do a vlive with Hoseok.” Jimin clears his throat. “Maybe Jungkook could
do one with Taehyung instead?” Sejin hears the confusion and uncertainty in Jimin’s voice and he
feels his heart wrench for the boys once again. “Since fans like them together?”
The latter part is spoken like a question, almost as if Jimin wanted them to deny it, to tell him that
he’s wrong.
Sejin seems to ponder his suggestion for a while, drumming his fingers against the table. Jimin
holds his breath until the older man nods once again. “I don’t see a problem with that but the two
of you should still do a vlive together, even a short one is fine.”
“Okay.” Jimin agrees easily, a vlive was fine.
He’ll be okay, he’ll manage.
“Is that okay with you, Jungkook?” Jungkook hadn’t spoken a word the entire time, Jimin forgot
that the younger was even sitting beside him until Sejin directs the question at Jungkook.
“Okay.” It almost sounds if Jungkook’s answer was forced but Jimin just thinks it’s wishful
thinking or delusion from staying away from Jungkook for so long.
Chapter End Notes
For the next chapter, I only have 2 words: Poor Yoongi~


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Chapter 9
Chapter Summary
“If you have the time to hang out with Taemin, why don’t you go practice instead?”
Jungkook snipes at him when he tells Jin and Hoseok about his plans.
Jin smacks Jungkook over the head as he passes by. It’s enough of a chastise because
Jimin can see the look of guilt on Jungkook’s face even before the youngest even
finished.
Jungkook doesn’t meet his eyes after that even when Hoseok begins heaping on
compliments, Jungkook just nods his head in agreement.
He tries to brush off the words Jungkook had said because Jungkook had never been
good at expressing what he felt.
Chapter Notes
Okay, okay... I did say poor Yoongi but now that I've had a brief glance, I realized the
chapter wasn't really about him anyways but... :)))) This is what happens when you
don't have time to reread your stuff XD
Update on my writing: Hahahahaha XD WHAT IS TIME??? IF I COULD BUY IT

WITH MONEY- lmao what money. XD
Life goes on.
Jimin continues avoiding all his problems to the best of his abilities, but slowly, he picks himself
up.
Just like Jungkook spends his time out with Yugyeom and his other friends, he spends his time
with Chanyeol and Taemin.
The two are a nice change of pace, they don’t remind him of heartbreak and Jimin doesn’t feel like
he has to be stepping on eggshells the entire time, he doesn’t need to pretend to be okay.
Chanyeol is like a doting brother, one that doesn’t know enough to fret and worry about his love
life. Taemin isn’t perceptive enough to notice his fake smile, so there aren’t sympathetic or worried
looks from him either and he likes to think that’s what he needs to finally, finally move on.
He starts hanging out more with Taemin’s friends and the elder’s group of friends become his as
well.
Taehyung whines about him always ditching the group but it’s the price he has to pay so can
breath, even if it’s just for a tiny, little while. He tries his best to make it up by spending time with
everyone, whether it be with the entire group or one on one.
“Jimin-ah, come here.” Those three words brook no room for argument, so Jimin makes his way to
where Yoongi sat, leaning against the sofa.
Yoongi pats the seat beside him and Jimin sits obediently. “What is it?”
“How are things?” Yoongi asks, half turning to him.
He’s confused to what Yoongi might want from the question but he answers anyways. “They’re
doing okay?”
“How about things with Jungkook?”
Jimin mirrors Yoongi’s position, turning enough so he’s facing the older. “They’re okay as well?”
Yoongi drops a hand over his thigh. “Don’t lie to me, Jimin.”
“I don’t know.” Jimin scrubs a hand over his face. “I don’t know what to do but I’m just trying.”
“You were never good with feelings.” Yoongi chuckles, earning a hit on the shoulder.
“How can I be good at it when I only had you as a boyfriend as my only example.” Jimin
complains with a pout.
Yoongi laughs again. “Don’t blame me, you were the one who chose to have it that way.”
“I chose to have it that way?” Jimin repeats incredulously. “It’s not like I asked to be constantly left
pinning after Jungkook.”
“I know.” Yoongi knocks his head gently against Jimin’s. “This is why I think we should finally
talk things over and put an end to things.”
Things hit him like tidal wave and he instantly feels bad for every single thing he’s done to
Yoongi, whether it be unintentional or not.
“Okay.” Jimin agrees a little meekly.
“Everyone with functioning eyes know you’re in love with Jungkook.” Yoongi starts. It’s Jimin’s
natural instinct to shake his head and deny the statement because that’s not something he wants
others to know, it can’t be something other people can notice. “And I’ve known that for a long
time.”
Whenever he was with Jungkook, everything else seemed to blur in the background, his tunnel
vision allowing him only focus on one thing at a time.
“I’m sorry.” Those two words are the only thing he can come up with and it’s truly what he feels at
the moment.
“Don’t apologize, Jimin-ah. That wasn’t what I aimed for.” Jimin feels another pang of guilt,
mixed with pain as Yoongi gives him small smile. “I just feel like it’s time we truly end things.”
Jimin feels the tears begin to pool in his eyes when it dawns on him; he was finally ending things
with Yoongi.
The first time they had put an end to things, it was temporary, Jimin always had hope they’d find a
way to each other again. He accepted it because it wasn’t a permanent thing, he would still have
Yoongi. However, sometime during that temporary break, his feelings had changed.
He lets the tears fall, angry at himself for playing with Yoongi's feelings, scared that he'd lost a
good friend and most of all irritated that Jungkook always managed to have on hold onto him.
He’s been selfish and cruel and still is for wanting Yoongi by his side even if he shouldn’t.
Yoongi looks trapped, a hand hovering as if about to pat his head and a frown knitted on his brow.
“It’s not your fault.” Yoongi’s voice is soft but firm as he speaks. “ We both knew things would
come to an end when we broke things off.”
“I’m sorry.” The apology falls from his lips once again. “I’m sorry.”
“We’ll be okay.” Yoongi reassures him. “We were okay in the beginning and we’ll be okay now.
Nothing will change.”
Jimin chokes on a sob when Yoongi’s hand finally makes its way to the top of his head.
Everything is a little too familiar. He knows he’ll miss the older but Yoongi isn’t his to miss
anymore, he hasn’t been in a while because of him.
There’s so many things he wants to say but instead, he lets Yoongi comfort him and whispers soft
nothings until his tears subside.
“This isn’t how I expected things to go tonight.” Yoongi says dryly once Jimin begins to calm
down, occasionally letting out a sniffle. “I was thinking more of you blushing and running away
from my teasing.”
Jimin lets out a wet laugh which turns into another sniffle.
“Shhh, don’t cry.” Yoongi cards a hand through his hair. “I finally got you to stop.”
He lets out another laugh but this time Yoongi laughs with him.
That’s how the others find them.
Taehyung storms up to them and pulls Jimin away from Yoongi’s arms and into his own.
“What did you do?” Taehyung sounds like he’s inches away from punching Yoongi in the face.
Jimin hurriedly wraps a hand around Taehyung’s upper arm. “It’s nothing, we were just talking,
Tae.”
Taehyung turns to him and gives him a quick once over. “Are tears now a thing involved with
talking?”
“For fucks sake, Taehyung.” Yoongi lifts himself from his spot on the sofa. “We finally put an end
to things, give him some space.”
Jimin whips his head to Yoongi’s direction, not ever expecting Yoongi to ever expose their talk
like this, when he was such a private person, but Yoongi is looking at him but focused on someone
behind them.
He tilts his head to look for the one Yoongi was looking at.
Jungkook.
The youngest has his eyes wide open, unblinking as he stares back at Yoongi.
He blinks and turns his head away as quickly as he can but he knows it’s way too late already,
Jungkook is already staring back at him.
Jin and Hoseok hurries over and begins to fret over them and he can’t see Jungkook anymore.
But he knows it’ll take a while before he can burn away the image of Jungkook’s shocked
expression from his mind.
Things don’t change with Yoongi, they’re still the same as they were when they broke up.
Yoongi still treats him the same and Jimin can’t help but be grateful to Yoongi for everything he
has done for him.
The same can’t be said for Jungkook though.
The youngest has taken to snapping at him everytime he mentions going out with his friends
outside of the band. Taehyung tells him it’s Jungkook’s jealousy roaring to life while Yoongi likes
to tease him that Jungkook is doing it because needs Jimin to practice more for next year’s ISAC.
He wants to believe Taehyung but he can’t. Everytime he tries, he remember all the times
Jungkook has rejected his advances, whether it be on purpose or not and he can’t find it in himself
to do that.
“If you have the time to hang out with Taemin, why don’t you go practice instead?” Jungkook
snipes at him when he tells Jin and Hoseok about his plans.
Jin smacks Jungkook over the head as he passes by. It’s enough of a chastise because Jimin can see
the look of guilt on Jungkook’s face even before the youngest even finished.
Jungkook doesn’t meet his eyes after that even when Hoseok begins heaping on compliments,
Jungkook just nods his head in agreement.
He tries to brush off the words Jungkook had said because Jungkook had never been good at
expressing what he felt.
“It’s fine, Hobi.” Jimin tries his best to plaster a smile on his face so Hoseok will stop worrying.
“Jungkook was just looking out for me, in his own way.”
“If you say so.” Hoseok raises an eyebrow but he doesn’t comment on it any further.
“How are things with Tae?” That question has Hoseok stuttering and he smiles.
He watches Hoseok turn to look over at where Taehyung was, laying on the sofa, manga held over
his head.
“I think it’ll work out soon.” Hoseok says vaguely.
Jimin snorts. “Well, I’ll get my best friend speech ready when you two finally deal with things.”
“Glad to know whose side you’re on.” Hoseok responds dryly.
Jimin grins. “Taehyung had one for Yoongi, so I’m just returning the favor.”
“Of course he did.” Hoseok shakes his head fondly as he looks over at Taehyung once again.
Knowing it’s enough of a warning and a wish of luck at the same time, he takes his cue to exit.
He gives Jungkook a pat on the shoulder when he leaves to change, hoping that he conveyed his
forgiveness through that small action.
“I’m sorry.” Jungkook mutters softly when they’re the only ones in the car, still waiting for the
others to arrive. “I didn’t mean it.”
“It’s fine, Jungkook.” Jimin gives the younger a small smile before he turns back to his phone, but
Jungkook isn’t done.
So, when Jungkook speaks, Jimin almost drops his phone to the floor. “It’s not fine.”
He puts away his phone safely before he turns towards Jungkook. “I forgave you already, Kook.”
“Jungkookie.”
“Jungkookie?” Jimin repeats the nickname dumbly.
“That’s what you’ve always called me.” Jungkook says without looking at him.
“That’s not true.” Jimin sniffs and zips his jacket higher. “I’ve called you a lot of names.”
Jungkook doesn’t comment any further about it, instead he winds his own scarf around Jimin’s
neck. “Don’t get a cold, we need you.” I need you.
“Thank you.” He hesitates for a moment before continuing softly, “Jungkookie.”
Chapter End Notes
Lmao~ Next chapter where everyone screws everything up... By everyone I mean
Jikook :))))


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Chapter 10
Chapter Summary
He hears footsteps shuffle across the room and then the door shutting softly before
Jimin lets the tears fall.
He bites down on a sob and hopes that by tomorrow morning everything will be okay.
Chapter Notes
I'll say sorry in advance because I'm scared I might get stabbed by y'all~ XD
AND YALL IM SLOWLY GETTING LURED IN BY A NEW BAND: SF9 MY

NEW BIAS IS JUHO FYI dkljfgkjdfglkdjfglkdfjlgj he's adorbs~ lmao idk if it'll last
but my new distraction guys~ and if any of yall are sf9 fans pls help me thru this new
fandom phase where I HAVE TO LEARN EVERYONE"S NAMES AND FACES
BUT BTS WILL STILL BE WHAT SWITCHES MY FANGIRL MODE ON~ JIMIN
AHHHHHH~
Lmao my fangirling aside and on a more serious note, I have like 3-4 more chapters of
drafts and I'll be out of them so there won't be any more fast every day updates :(
Sorry~ I really don't' have the time to write because of my 2 jobs and uni so y'all might
have to wait for an even longer time T_T I'll try to find timeeee but I always end up
dying on my bed whenever I get back to my dorms~ WHY DOes MONEY MAKE
MY LIFE SO MISERABLEEEE LSKDJLSKDJFSLKDFJSDLKJF
Jimin muffles a groan when he feels his bed dip and he knows without doubt whose climbing into
his bed.
He turns enough so he sees the youngest lift the blankets and slip under them. “Homesick?”
Jungkook slots himself behind him, an arm easily thrown over Jimin’s waist. “Uh, sure.”
“It’s okay, Kookie-ah.” Jimin rubs a hand over his eyes and turns to the younger. “We’ll have a
break next week, so let’s go back to Busan then, okay?”
He can barely make out the tiny nod Jungkook gives him.
All of a sudden, he remembers the boundaries they’ve set and he realizes how the arm around his
waist feels way too comfortable and familiar.
He tries to subtly rolls away from the arm trapping him against the bed but there’s no where he can
go.
He prepares his heart for whatever that’ll happen next.
“Jungkook.” Jimin tries to use words this time. “Your arm.”
“What about it?” Jungkook asks.
It’s obvious that the younger is being purposefully dense.
Jimin huffs and turns to face the younger, Jungkook’s arm still slung over his waist like it
belonged there. “Move it.”
“Nope.” Even with the dim lighting, he can see the mischievous expression on Jungkook’s face.
“It’s comfortable where it is.”
“Jungkook, this isn’t something friends do.” He hates being so harsh but this is what’s good for his
heart.
“Why are you so adamant about it?” Gone is the happy expression on Jungkook’s face and Jimin
thinks he sees something akin to irritation. “We did this all the time.”
He wants to take everything back, he doesn’t want to ruin their nights together but the thundering in
his heart reminds him that this was better than falling apart completely.
“This will have to stop when we find other people.” It hurts to say it but Jimin continues to force
the words from his mouth anyways. “When either one of us starts dating, so we might as well get
used to it now.”
A choked groan comes from Jungkook. “We’ll deal with that when either of us starts dating.”
It sounds awfully as if Jungkook is telling him he’ll find someone to replace him one day.
“You can sleep beside me but no more of that.” Jimin shuts his eyes and prays that Jungkook
doesn’t see him waver.
“Why?” Again with those three letters that has Jimin unravelling.
“I already answered you earlier, Kook.” He slings a hand over his eyes, praying that the tears don’t
come.
“Why do you have to put a label to everything?” Jungkook isn’t even bothering to be quiet this
time. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he’s grateful that Hoseok is sleeping beside Taehyung
instead of his own bed. “We would have been fine being whatever we were before.”
“Because I love you.” Jimin springs up from the bed. “I don’t know how long I’ve been in love
with you. If I don’t put boundaries between us, I will cross them all without knowing and it will
hurt when you undoubtedly reject me.”
“You love me?” Jungkook sounds so unsure of his words but Jimin doesn’t have room to be the
kind and nice hyung he’s supposed to be.
He glares at the darkness. “I didn’t care if I disappeared, I just wanted to be someone to you, but
that hurts more and more everyday when you show me that I should’ve stopped being in love with
you a long time ago.”
“I’m sorry.” Jimin didn’t know those two words had the capacity to break his heart into a million
pieces and he never expected it.
“No, I’m sorry for springing this on you. I just needed to hear you say those words out loud so I can
finally give up on you like I should have years ago.” He knows Jungkook has something else he
wants to say but he resolutely turns away, purposefully shutting the younger out. “I’m sorry, please
leave me alone for tonight.”
Jungkook knows him well enough that he doesn’t push it.
He hears footsteps shuffle across the room and then the door shutting softly before Jimin lets the
tears fall.
He bites down on a sob and hopes that by tomorrow morning everything will be okay.
Jimin knows Jungkook is trying to get him to talk to him and he knows he should be mature so lets
the youngest corner him.
It’s the reason why he agrees to have a talk with Jungkook. It’s not because of the sad eyes
Jungkook makes at him or the hesitant question in Jungkook’s tone.
It’s the reason why he finds himself in Jungkook’s room, the younger standing right in front of
him.
Jimin can’t look at Jungkook’s face because he can’t bear to see the blank expression.
It takes all he can muster to hold it all together. He needs to finish this cleanly and completely, so
he can move on.
Jungkook wasn’t going to laugh at him or be mean about his answer. He’s watched Jungkook grow
up from the small 15 year old boy he was when they first debuted to the 20 year old adult
Jungkook is now. Jungkook could be a lot of things but deliberately mean is not one of them.
He’s prepared himself for the hurt and pain when Jungkook undoubtedly rejects him, so all he
needs to do is finish it all.
“Did you mean it?” Jimin is surprised Jungkook is the one who starts them off but it doesn’t last
long.
“Yes.” He needs to be completely honest so he can finally stop pinning.

“For how long?” Those words seems as if they’re forcibly ripped out of Jungkook but Jimin tries to
ignore it.
“I’m not exactly sure.” Jimin keeps his eyes on the ground between them. “It happened sometime
after I broke up with Yoongi. I know I never really had a chance but when you came out to
everyone in the group, I had so much hope, too much of it. That’s when I realized I had feelings for
you.” He sees the way Jungkook’s fists are clenched so tightly. “You don’t have to return my
feelings. I already know you don’t.” Jimin says, hurriedly. “I just wanted to let you know so I can
finally put them behind me. I promise things won’t change on my side, I won’t treat you any
differently. It may take some—”
“Don’t decide my feelings for me.” That shuts Jimin up pretty quickly.
“Then what do you feel about me?” The way his heart is pounding in his chest is probably not
healthy but he can’t help it, Jungkook has always had such an effect on him.
“I think I like you,” Jungkook says slowly.
It takes a while for Jimin to process what had just come out of Jungkook’s mouth, but when it
does, he hates how his hopes soar with those five words. Most of all he hates how he’s already
given his heart to Jungkook with a confession tacked on with an unsure note.
He’d always known how weak he was for Jungkook, he doesn’t need five measly words to tell him
so.
Even if he’s so obviously and irrevocably in love with Jungkook, he doesn’t know what to take of
the uncertainty. He wants to just ignore the hesitance in Jungkook’s confession but he can’t when
it’s the thing that screams out at him the most.
“I thought you hated me for a long time.” That’s all he can manage for now.
“No, I never did.” Jungkook sounds insulted. “What gave you that impression?”
“You just never really seemed to like being around me and you always seemed to prefer hanging
out with the others instead.” Jimin shrugs away the hurt and continues on. “Whenever I try to
initiate skinship with you, you either push me away or get that irritated expression on your face. I
understood that after you pushed me away enough times, the uncomfortable expression was just a
bonus.”
“I just didn’t know how to express my emotions.”
“I know, you were 15 then, I didn’t put it against you.” He tries his best to be the good hyung, to be
understanding. “But we’re not teenagers anymore, just like you’ve grown up and stopped shoving
me away, it’s been years, I should have put it behind me by now.”
“It was because I didn’t know how to act around you.” Maybe the desperation he hears in
Jungkook’s voice is purely from his own imagination. “You were so affectionate and gave me so
much attention when we first met, I just didn’t know how to react to everything, sometimes, I still
don’t really know how to reciprocate.”
“It’s fine, Kook.” Jimin runs a hand through his hair. “Thank you for telling me.”
He makes a move to walk out of the room but Jungkook grabs him by the arm. Jimin cocks his
head in Jungkook’s direction in silent question.
“What…” Jimin stays quiet and waits for Jungkook to finish, knowing rushing the younger would
lead to no good. “What are we now?”
“Friends.”
“But I just…” Jungkook furrows his brow, clearly unimpressed with his answer, head cocked to the
side. “Didn’t we just…?”
“No.” Jimin swallows hard, hiding his hands underneath the sleeves of his sweater. “You think you
like me.”
“That—”
“I—” He shakes his head. “No, we can’t have blurred lines and technicalities, especially when we
are under the watchful eyes of our fans and so many others.” He feels Jungkook’s grip on his arm
tighten but he continues on anyways. “We gave up so much to have come so far, I can’t risk it all
for something up in the air. If I choose to be with someone, it needs to be someone who loves me
and someone I love. I’ve always been the one who loved more and I’m tired of it, Kook-ah.”
“Jimin-ah, let me talk.” Jungkook goes as far to even give his arm a small shake.
“Go ahead.” He pulls his arm out of Jungkook’s grip. “Talk.”
“You just told me you’re in love with me, how do you want me to react to it? I haven’t had time to
fully process everything.” The frown still hasn’t left the younger’s face and Jimin wonders if it’ll
be permanently etched there whenever Jungkook has to talk to him after this. “What do you want
me to say? Do you want me to lie to your face and tell you I love you? ”
“Well sorry that I’m in love with you . ” It comes out a lot more sarcastic and cruel than he wants it
to so when Jungkook flinches, he doesn’t even blink. “I don’t think there was a time I wasn’t in
love with you since you came out but I know you’ll never see me as anything aside from a
bandmate or a older brother. I’ve tried to get your attention by throwing myself at you, basically
annoying you until you find me irritating, I’ve watched different people try to get your attention
everyday and it hurts. I’ve tried to forget my feelings for you, to move on to someone else, but you
always worm back in with a gentle smile and your unending kindness. There’s nothing I can do,
there are no defenses I can put up anymore.” Somewhere in the middle of all that, his eyes filled
with tears. He blinks them away, knowing tears won’t help at a situation like this. “I want to be
with you, Jungkook-ah, I do. I wanted you to want me but I always feel like I’m drowning when
I’m with you. I’m tired of choking and struggling, I want to breathe and if staying away from you
means that I can breathe, I’ll do that even if it takes forever.”
“You’re my hyung. I’ve always thought of you that way. I can’t… I don’t know how to—”
Jimin laughs and it sounds sardonic, even to his own ears. "One day, one day I'll wake up and not
feel anything for you and I can't wait 'til that happens."
He's tired. He's tired of liking a guy who'll never like him back, he's tired of looking at a guy who
won't ever look back at him.
It's like sliding down an unending slope without a brake. He can jump out of the car and end up
with bruises and broken bones but if he stays in the car it'll only hurt more when he crashes.
"Jimin, I didn't mean it that way. I just-"
He looks away from Jungkook and closes his eyes. He can’t hear a single word Jungkook is saying
without wanting to cry, even more so when he almost feels a sob slip through the cracks.
Vaguely, he hears the door open and he feels someone pull him into his arms but he’s too focused
on trying not to cry.
Chapter End Notes
Hehehe? How do you like me now? I'm sorry?


here
Chapter 11
Chapter Summary
Their eyes meet across the table and for a second, Jimin feels his heart almost leap at
Jungkook’s direction. He hurriedly rips his eyes off of Jungkook and focuses back on
his breakfast.
And that’s how they stay.
Jimin avoids and avoids while Jungkook just stays quiet.
Chapter Notes
Please be gentle with the yelling after you finish reading the chapter, I'm fragile and
my feelings get hurt easily~ And uh please just tell me what you think, but nicely~ I'll
brace myself but pls :)
I love my babies so please be gentle with them too T_T
Lol I actually fell asleep before I could post the chapter but I literally jumped up from
bed like 5 minutes afterwards panicking about it XD
On a side note: I forgot how hard it was to recognize people in MVs... I forgot how
hard it was to start falling into a new fandom T_T Maybe this is why I haven't been
able to stan anything but BTS for a while now XD
“Jimin-ah,” Yoongi pleads, eyes searching Jimin’s. “Tell us what happened. You’ve been
practically sitting like a fucking statue the entire night.”
He shakes his head, refusing to tell.
Taehyung sits down beside him on the bed, a deep frown etched on his face. “Chim, you don’t
have to tell us but please say something.”
“What do you want me to say?” Jimin blinks and turns his focus back to both Taehyung and
Yoongi staring back at him worriedly. “You want me to tell you how Jungkook only thinks he likes
me? Or do you want me to tell you how I pushed Jungkoo into—”
Yoongi presses Jimin’s face into his chest, cutting whatever he’d been about to say. “You know
how Jungkook’s always been. He left home at the age of 15, and it’s like Jin always loves to
remind us, he raised the poor boy on his shoulders, I’m not surprised that he’s the way he is,
emotionally constipated.”
He understands this point fully, he does.
But he also wants a normal teenage life for Jungkook as well but this is what they all chose, so it’s
what they get.
Jimin lets out a wet laugh. “We all had part in raising him, so you can’t blame Jungkook’s
emotional constipation all on Jin.”
Taehyung laughs softly from beside him. “In conclusion, Jungkook being this way is all our fault,
mostly Jin’ but still everyone’s fault.”
For some reason, that is what makes Jimin burst into tears.
He doesn’t know if it’s Yoongi or Taehyung who cards their fingers through his hair but he lets
them do it as he cries.
Taehyung’s deep voice whispering sweet nothings to him has him crying even harder.
Yoongi’s raspy voice joins in a little later and he grabs onto the words like a drowning man grabs
onto a buoy in the middle of the ocean.
He only emerges from his room the next morning, Yoongi and Taehyung forcing him out of his
room by both arms.
Jin frowns in concern but he doesn’t say anything, probably due to Yoongi shaking his head beside
him.
Taehyung gets distracted by Hoseok nodding off into his cereal and Jimin hurriedly waves him
away to tend to his pseudo boyfriend.
He’s not entirely ready to be in Jungkook’s presence yet but he has to.
Yoongi’s bigger hand easily wrap around his smaller ones, as if the older already knew what he
was thinking, giving him a small squeeze.
Smiling his thanks at Yoongi, he settles into his seat at the table between Yoongi and Taehyung.
If this was any other day, he would have happily smiled at the youngest and saved him some of the
eggs Jin had made but this wasn’t any day so he just tightens his grip around Yoongi’s hand when
Jungkook stumbles to the breakfast table.
Jungkook doesn’t look his way, keeping his head bowed, stuffing food into his mouth without
sparing it a glance.
Yoongi wordlessly fills Jimin’s bowl with rice and pushes it towards him.
It’s only when he whispers his thanks to the rapper quietly does Jungkook look up.
Their eyes meet across the table and for a second, Jimin feels his heart almost leap at Jungkook’s
direction. He hurriedly rips his eyes off of Jungkook and focuses back on his breakfast.
And that’s how they stay.
Jimin avoids and avoids while Jungkook just stays quiet.
He feels Jungkook’s eyes on him more often than not but he doesn’t give any hint that he notices it,
instead he lets Yoongi and Taehyung distract him.
Recording is stressful time for everyone, Jimin understands.
Yoongi is the first one to blow up, yelling at Taehyung when he stumbles over the lyrics one time
too many.
Jungkook is quick to defend Taehyung, but Hoseok is even quicker.
Jimin shoots his friend a worried glance from the other side of the glass.
His best friend gives him a small smile and a brief shake of his head before quickly gesturing to
Yoongi. Easily understanding what Taehyung means, Jimin makes his way to Yoongi, to soothe
the tension in the small recording studio.
He places a gentle hand on Yoongi’s tense shoulders.
The rapper turns to look at him.
“Let’s take a break first,” he suggests softly. “You’re wound so tight and Taehyung probably needs
to rest his voice.”
Yoongi closes his eyes and nods.
“Let’s take a 10 minute break.” Yoongi speaks into the mic.
Taehyung and Jin pull off their headphones and make their way out of the soundproof room.
He gives Yoongi a small nudge.
“Tae,” Yoongi calls out. “Sorry for yelling at you.”
“I know.” Taehyung smiles his forgiveness. “You’re a perfectionist when it comes to music and
we’re all tired and tense.”
He leaves Yoongi’s side to give Taehyung a small hug.

“I’m fine.” Taehyung whispers softly into his ear once he has his arms wrapped around him. “Go
talk to Yoongi, he’s probably feeling really bad for yelling.”
He pulls away from Taehyung and nods.
Jimin feels infinitely better seeing his best friend’s boxy grin.
The others file out of the room. Jimin pretends he doesn’t notice Jungkook lingering at the
doorway before Hoseok tugs him out of the room completely.
“How long have you been working until you crash?” He pulls Yoongi from his chair and onto the
sofa in the back of the room.
“Don’t know.” Yoongi grunts noncommittally, throwing an arm over his eyes, head thrown against
the back of the sofa. “Long enough to know what I’m doing.”
Jimin can only sigh, a hand going to squeeze Yoongi’s shoulders, hoping he can massage some of
the tension out of them. “You really shouldn’t.”
They lapse into comfortable silence before Yoongi speaks up again. “Are you really going to leave
things with Jungkook the way they are?”
Jimin snaps his eyes towards Yoongi’s but the rapper doesn’t move his arm still covering his eyes.
“I don’t know.” His hands fall from the rapper’s shoulders. “I don’t know what to do.”
“You do what you feel is the best,” Yoongi says. “I’ll support whatever decision you come up
with.”
“Even if I end up ruining everything?”
“Well…” Yoongi trails off purposefully teasing.

Jimin lands a smack on the elder’s shoulder. “And they say you’re a good hyung.”
“Who?” Yoongi finally drops his arm from his eyes. “Who dare say such things?”
He lets out a small laugh at Yoongi’s mock outrage. “I did.”
Yoongi’s pretense doesn’t last long until he’s laughing along with him.
That’s how the others find them, giggling like idiots on the sofa.
Taehyung gives him a little smirk before they’re all put back to work under Yoongi’s strict leash.
“Again.” Yoongi is clearly unhappy with Jimin’s part and all Jimin can do is attempt it again.
He doesn’t know how many times it’s been but Jimin’s lost count after the 10th time.
Jin gives him an encouraging smile before singing his part once again.
Jungkook, on the other hand, sighs loudly enough Jimin hears it through his headphones, loud and
clear.
He tries to be understanding, it’s because of Jimin that Jungkook has had to sing his part so many
times. Everyone’s patience and tempers are on short leashes with the amount of practicing and
promotions they’ve been doing but that sigh still grates uncomfortably against his nerves.
Pushing thoughts of Jungkook out of his mind, he focuses on trying to get the high note right, the
way Yoongi wants it.
The music cuts off abruptly and Jimin winces.

“Hoseok, you record first.” Yoongi’s voice booms loudly into his headphones. “Jimin and the rest
of the vocal line, go practice a little.”
Jungkook throws down his headphones a little too roughly.
He wants to apologize for causing trouble to everyone but before he can even open his mouth,
Jungkook whirls towards him.
“How can you not sing your part right? We’ve been singing the same part over and over again
because you couldn’t even get such a short phrase correct. This is why you have such a short part.
Taehyung wouldn’t—” Jungkook’s jaw clicks shut, eyes snapping towards his.
Jimin barely has time to register the words until he sees the younger’s jaw clenched shut, eyes full
of regret.
Jungkook crossed the line without either of them even knowing there was one between the two of
them in the first place.
It all boils down to Taehyung, it always had whenever it came to the two of them.
He hates how he feels a surge of irritation directed at his best friend, even if it was just for a split
second, he feels like a nasty human being.
“Taehyung wouldn’t what?” Jimin’s tone isn’t nasty but it’s bordering on cool and unfriendly. He
scoffs. “Taehyung wouldn’t need this much time to record his part? Taehyung wouldn’t screw up
like I do? Or did you mean Taehyung wouldn’t be so useless as to barely contribute to the band the
way I do? I know I could be easily replaced without so much of a blink of an eye. I don’t need you
reminding me.”
Some detached part of him hears the others gasping behind him but can’t find it in him to care at
the moment.
Jungkook takes a step towards him but he’s mad, he’s furious with himself, he’s angry at
Jungkook, he’s plain irritated at the whole world at the moment, so he pushes past Jungkook, not
even sparing the youngest a glance.
It isn’t Jungkook who chases after him but Jin and Namjoon who does.
He feels the concern and the sympathy practically oozing off Jin in waves. “Are you okay,
Jiminie?”
“Can I…” Jimin scrubs a hand over his face. “Can I get some time alone to calm down and all
that?”
Namjoon nods. “I’ll tell Sejin and the others, I’ll get someone to drive you back to the dorms if
you want.”
“Thank you Joonie and you too Jin, but I want to go to the dance studios.” Jimin presses the palm
of his hand against his eyes. “I’m sorry for messing up so much today and causing so much
trouble.”
“We all have our off days.” Namjoon reaches over and gives his head a little pat.
“Can you help me tell the others I’m sorry for running out like that and sorry if I give them any
trouble.”
“We’re family.” Jin sighs and quickly pulls him into a hug. “Family give each other trouble and
stay by each other side no matter what, so don’t sound so distant.”
Jimin returns the hug, nodding against Jin’s broad shoulders.
“Don’t take Jungkook’s words to heart,” Jin says softly. “You know it was just words of
frustration. No one thinks you’re useless to the band, you’re completely and irrevocably
irreplaceable. We all love you and need you. BTS wouldn’t be BTS without you.”
He nods again, not trusting himself not to fall apart if he speaks.
Namjoon gives him another small smile before he tugs Jin away and back to the studios.
He knows Jin means well but sometimes he wonders if Jin truly believed that Jungkook’s words
didn’t hold truth to them.
Chapter End Notes
Next chapter: Jungkook's POV, it's a little present for y'all who've stayed with me for
so long ^^
Chapter 12
Chapter Summary
He knew Jimin’s doubts always managed to scream louder than his own
achievements, even now. And to Jungkook’s dismay, Jimin believed them every single
time.
Chapter Notes
Is it just me or is the jikook on ao3 really quiet? i mean i check for new fics and mine
is still on the first page??? like am i missing something because when i wrote my
yoonmin fic, my newly updated fic easily slipped to the next page whenever i chck???
Haha I knew this would happen XD The array of 'I'm fine with Yoonmin happening'
XD Lmao I know he's not doing well but give kook a chance first guys~ I'll slowly, oh
so slowly change him... (if i can last dat long :D)
This is a little bonus for everyone who's followed my story, kudo-ed and commented
in Jungkook’s POV but it’s short because idk how to Jungkook :) This is sometime
after Yoongi and Jimin official ended their relationship and after Jimin sorta confesses
the first time, I guess. I don’t have a specific time for it but it’s around there I guess ;D
I don’t love it but it’s little glimpse of Jungkook’s thoughts but written really badly
XD Well maybe not badly… but just really cringe-worthy??? I take that back, it's the
latter half that makes it that way because I wrote that a while ago but :)))))
(AND LET’S PRETEND GCF TOKYO HASN’T HAPPENED YET TYVM AND
THAT JUNGKOOK BOUGHT JIMIN”S PARENTS A CAR FOR SOME
REASON… AND I’M SORRY TO ANY IM BEOM SOO IN THIS WORLD, I
REALLY DON”T MEAN TO HURT YA, I JUST NEEDED A NAME~)
lmao do any of you read my replies? XD (You don't have to reply to em, I'm just
wondering if I scared yall off with my crazy in the comments section XD)
Update on my fangirling over sf9: I've listened to Easy Love so many times on my
way to work, it keeps repeating over and over in my brain when I try to work XD DO
YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I SCREAMED OVER THAT 1:01 CHOREO???
Taehyung grips the collar of shirt so tightly, Jungkook wonders if Taehyung is trying to choke him
in the moment.
But then again, he deserves it, so he lets Taehyung crumple his shirt in his hands.
“You brat,” Taehyung almost roars as he shakes Jungkook once more. “I know you’re frustrated
but you can’t just take it out on Jimin. You of all people should know how fragile his self
confidence is.”
“Tae...” Hoseok puts a warning hand on Taehyung’s arm.
Taehyung shrugs off Hoseok without sparing the other a glance but he drops his own hands from
Jungkook’s collar. “You know that.”
It’s not a question and Jungkook knows that but he answers anyways, knowing Taehyung probably
expected one. “I know.”
“Then why would you say the things you did?”
Jungkook clenches his fist, nails digging into his palm.
It’s because he was jealous.
He was jealous of Yoongi, the elder always seemed to understand Jimin so easily with a glance and
all Jungkook seemed to be able to do is hurt Jimin.
But that wasn’t all.
He wants to be the one Jimin goes to when he hurts or when there’s something troubling him but
he’s not the one.
It’s deathly quiet as all three of them wait for him to answer, the only noise is the busy traffic
outside their car but he can’t put his thoughts into words so he just stays quietly.
He can’t come up with an answer when his brain is still stuck on the look of utter hurt and betrayal
on Jimin’s face before he practically ran away from him.
“If you can treat Jimin, someone whose sacrificed so much for you, for all of us, like that, then I’m
terrified of how you might treat other people.” Taehyung was always the fun hyung, the one who
caused trouble and dragged him into it but seeing the frown on the older’s face, he swallows.
“That’s a little harsh, Tae.” Hoseok interrupts, glancing quickly to his clenched fist.
“Fine.” Taehyung takes a deep breath before exhaling loudly. “You remember when Bang PD
announced we were going to debut?”
“Yeah.” Jungkook answers, not knowing where Taehyung was taking the conversation to.
“Remember Beom Soo?”
With that name, Jungkook’s temper flares in an instant.
He remembers that piece of shit.
Im Beom Soo.
He was one of the trainees who practiced with them.
Jungkook wonders how that trash made it as trainee for so long.
But what he remembers the most are the insults he threw at Jimin and Jungkook’s blood boils.
Incompetent, whore, cheat, unnecessary baggage, shitty dancer, fat, useless.
And what makes him hate Beom Soo so much is the way his words pierced through whatever
barrier Jimin had and let his evil spread all through Jimin.
Ever since their choreographer made Jimin expose his abs, Jimin had always been self conscious of
his body and it’s as if Beom Soo knew, targeting Jimin for every imperfection Jimin seemed to
find on his body.
He knew Jimin’s doubts always managed to scream louder than his own achievements, even now.
And to Jungkook’s dismay, Jimin believed them every single time.
He tries to squash them every time but whenever he sees Jimin frown when he looks into the
mirror or when Jimin pushes away the food on his plate or when he hears Jimin muffling sobs in
the bathroom, he knows he’s not always successful.
He’ll never stop trying to override those doubts and negative thoughts but he just wishes Jimin
would love himself more and see the way they loved him for who he was.
“Beom Soo?” Hoseok repeats the name and Jungkook wants to erase that name from existence.
“Seeing the way your face is practically purple, I know you remember him.” Taehyung runs a hand
through his hair, a habit he’s probably gotten from Jimin. “Who was the one who beat him up?”
“Me.” Jungkook growls. “But it’s because he said Jimin didn’t deserve to debut. The Jimin who
worked his ass off trying to prove that Bang PD didn’t make the wrong decision choosing him, the
Jimin who still works way harder than he needs to because of that piece of shit.”
“Who was the one ended up getting punished when our managers found out?”
“Me.” He answers again. “But it was worth it.”
“Who was the one who decided to go on the same diet as Jimin just to make sure he wouldn’t
continue doing it?”
“Me.” He answers again. “What are you trying to say, Tae?”
Taehyung pulls Jungkook so they’re sitting face to face. “I’m saying that you treasure Jimin but
you need to have better ways of showing.”
He splutters. “That’s…”
“You do.” Taehyung sounds so certain, Jungkook can’t doubt it. “But Jimin can’t read minds and
you of all people should know he needs compliments to survive.”
“Oh my god, it makes sense now.” Hoseok gasps dramatically and Jungkook wishes he could jump
out of the car.
“Fine, I do.” Jungkook grumbles petulantly. “But I treasure everyone in BTS.”
“Not in the same way.” Hoseok speaks up. “You treat Jimin differently than you treat the rest of
us.”
“Like he’s special.” Taehyung adds on. “No, not like, he is special in your eyes.”
“He’s the only one you ever allow to wear your clothes and you’re notoriously famous against
sharing clothes.” Hoseok brings up and Jungkook groans, wondering how everyone seemed to
notice it.
“It’s because—”
He looks adorable in your clothes. Jungkook’s backstabbing thoughts remind him. Like Jimin was
his.
Hoseok doesn’t even let him explain before he cuts in once again. “You go to him whenever you’re
sad.”
“You get jealous every time any of us spend a little too much time with him.” Taehyung says as
soon as Hoseok finishes. “Hence the ‘Jeonlous’ thing.”
“You stare at him during interviews, even when someone else is talking.”
“You touch him so delicately, like you’re afraid he’ll break.”
“Back hugs.”
“Buying birthday presents only for Jimin.”
“The trip to Japan you’re planning and paying for.”
“Buying his parents a car.”
“I get it.” Jungkook lifts a hand to cut off the tag team, consisting of his two hyungs, before they
can continue. “Please stop.”
“Do you really?” Taehyung asks, voice times softer than it was when they first started the
conversation.
“Yeah.” Jungkook finds himself fiddling with the rings on his fingers, one he had stolen from
Jimin a long time ago. “He’s special in a non-friend type of way.”
“That’s all?” Taehyung is clearly unhappy with his answer, probably expecting a lot more. “All of
that was you telling Jimin you loved him without saying it outloud.”
“Don’t push him, Tae.” Hoseok gives the younger a small shove on the shoulder. “Jungkook looks
like he’s about to explode with the small awakening of Jimin being special, I don’t think he’s
going to manage anything more than that for now.”
Taehyung huffs exasperatedly and he thinks he hears the older mumble something about Yoongi
being right but he ignores it.
He’s left to brood in his thoughts, Hoseok cooing at Taehyung being no help at all.
He crashes back into the dorms to hear Yoongi talking to Jimin on the phone and the rush of
jealousy is undeniable this time.
Stomping back to his room, he proceeds to throw everything onto the bed and childishly yank all
clothes that belonged to Jimin from his closet.
He stops after 3 shirts because after that, he can’t tell whether they belong to Jimin or if they’re his.
Yoongi walks in just as he stuffs the clothes haphazardly back into his closet.
“What are you doing?” Yoongi lifts an eyebrow in question.
“Organizing.” His answer is short and curt but Yoongi doesn’t pay attention to it, instead the rapper
just settles onto Jungkook’s bed like he belonged there.
“Shouldn’t you be somewhere else?”
And Jungkook’s jealousy rears its ugly head once again.
He knows he should groveling at Jimin’s feet by now but he’s too mad at himself for even having
the ability to come up with something like that, for saying something like that to Jimin.
He dislikes how Yoongi knows where Jimin is when he doesn’t.
He hates himself for driving Jimin away but right now, his jealousy blinds him and he’s aware of
it.
“For someone who claims to have broken up with him, you two sure seem like you’re still in a
relationship.” Jungkook has no idea where the words bubble up from but it doesn’t stop them from
leaving his mouth.
“Whose fault is it?” The way Yoongi looks at him, it’s obvious to anyone with eyes that Yoongi
clearly points him to be the one to blame.
“How is it my fault when you stick so close to him?” Jungkook growls. “It’s no surprise that
people misunderstand your relationship with Jimin.”
“I’ll stop ‘sticking so close to him’ when you stop making me wipe away his tears.” The look
Yoongi levels at him is cold and icy. “You wouldn’t be saying anything like this if you were the
one who held him when he sobbed his heart out because of you.”
“I made him cry?” Jungkook feels his heart clench uncomfortably in his chest at the thought of
Jimin crying. It feels as if someone yanked his heart of his chest and kneaded it in the palm of their
hand, without a care in the world.
Then again, all he seemed to be able to do recently was to make Jimin cry.
“You did.” The unapproachable and unfriendly look is wiped away with one of exasperation. “I
don’t know every detail about what happened between the two of you but whatever that’s going on
with Jimin, fix it. You’re hurting and he’s hurting just as much, if not more.”
A blaring image of Jimin smiling back at him flashes through his mind, the one where he’s smiling
for someone else’s sake instead of his own, the fake smile times dimmer than his usual one.
And he wonders if that hurt more than seeing Jimin cry.
Yoongi lays a gentle pat on his shoulder, breaking his train of thought.
“Why did you break things off with Jimin?” Jungkook needs to know. “I'm not blind. I can see the
way you look at Jimin like he's your world.”
“Do you want me to say something poetic about how I should set the one I love free?” Yoongi
grumbles dryly before he sighs and scratches the back of his neck. “I love him, yes, but I have too
much on my plate right now to be able to treat him the way he deserves. He deserves the world and
I can’t give that to him.”
Jungkook fully understands that.
Jimin always held a special place in his heart. It wasn’t that he didn’t love his other hyungs just as
much, it was just that Jimin had always been significant part of Jungkook’s life from day one.
The older was always the goofy face behind Jungkook’s laughter, the listening ear he needed when
he felt down about something, the warm arms that held him when he missed his family and the
bright smile that made Jungkook’s own smile grace his lips.
Jimin always seemed to mean endless affection in Jungkook’s eyes and he always loved how that
part of his life was definite.
A voice in his mind reminds him that that’s not it anymore because Jungkook ruined it all with
careless words that made his home, his Jimin, cry.
He ignores the way it gets uncomfortably tight in his chest once more and turns back to Yoongi.
“So you’re saying you let him go because he deserved more?”
“Somewhat.”
“How can you just give him up so easily?” The frown doesn’t leave his face.
How could anyone give up on Jimin that easily?
He feels a surge of annoyance rush through him.
Yoongi had the chance of having Jimin all to himself, he had it all, and he just threw it all away for
the sake of something like that.
If it was him, he’d never do that, he’d never just push away something so precious.
“It wasn’t easy.” He watches Yoongi and sees the carefully blank expression on the rapper’s face.
It’s then does Jungkook realize that it hurt Yoongi more than the older let on. “Letting him go was
probably the hardest thing I’ve ever done but he deserves someone better than me but mainly
because he wants you. Not me but you.” Yoongi flicks him on the forehead. “And you’re too dense
to notice his feelings or your own.”
He knows that.
He knows Jimin was in love with him but it’s just as Yoongi said, Jimin deserved the world and
Jungkook’s not sure if he’s ready to give Jimin the world when he’s not a hundred percent sure of
his feelings.
Jimin was right, they couldn’t put BTS at risk because of something so uncertain but at the same
time, he just wanted to throw caution to the wind and just fall.
“I know my own feelings.” Sort of.
“Then how do you feel about him?” Yoongi lifts a brow in question. “Do you love him?”
“I might.” Jungkook isn’t sure where Yoongi wants the direction of their conversation to go but he
remains mostly honest with the rapper. “But I’m not sure.”
“Good luck figuring things out.” Yoongi chuckles. “But let’s be honest, everyone is at least a little
in love with Park Jimin.”
Chapter End Notes
I'm sorry Yoongs~ I didn't want to hurt ya but :)))) I always end up doing that to my
bbs T_T
Next chapter: Namjoon, our wise and amazing leader, and Jimin talk~ (and so does
Jikook but not really at the same time) :D
Chapter 13
Chapter Summary
“I missed you.” It’s obvious the way Jungkook hesitates when he speaks, the younger
has a hard time uttering those three words just as Jimin has a hard time hearing them.
It’s not the three words he wants but it’s enough to have Jimin’s heart stuttering.
Maybe because it came at him so suddenly or because it was what Jimin wanted to
hear.
Me too.
But instead, what comes out of Jimin’s mouth is, “I’m right here.”
Chapter Notes
A longer chapter for y'all because the next chapter is pretty short, as I remember~
I'm sorry I haven't had time to reply to some of y'alls comments but I'll get to it tmrw
T_T
Jimin sees Jungkook make his way inside the dance studio, a bag in his hands.
He doesn’t give the youngest any indication that he’s seen him aside from a brief glance as
continues with the choreo.
Jungkook doesn’t say a word but just sits with his back against the wall, watching him dance.
It’s petty of him but he keeps dancing without sparing Jungkook another glance.
He finally stops an hour later, the feeling of guilt weighing him down, unbearable, paired with the
intense gaze following his every moment, it makes him feel as if he can’t move anymore.
When the music comes to a stop, the silence between them is awkward and uncomfortable. It’s
almost as if there’s a stranger sitting between them, watching their every movement.
“What are you doing here, Kook?” he asks. “Shouldn’t you being resting at the dorms instead?”
“I came to bring you food.” Jungkook hesitantly pushes the bag of food at him. “You haven’t eaten
since breakfast.”
He sits down beside Jungkook, leaving enough space between them that they aren’t touching. It’s
probably just a few inches but those inches feels like it’s an entire ocean between them and he, Park
Jimin, put it between them.
“Thanks, Kook.” Jimin rakes a hand through his sweaty hair. “But you didn’t have to, Tae and Jin
brought me some snacks earlier.”
“I wanted to.” He watches Jungkook fidget uncomfortably beside him, a hand going to the back of
his neck, scratching awkwardly. “That… That wasn’t mainly what I came here for.”
“It’s fine.” He pulls the bag of food closer to him and peers into it. “You were frustrated and tired, I
wasn’t in the best of moods and just twisted your words the wrong way.”
“I shouldn’t have said them in the first place.” Jungkook is earnest and Jimin can’t help but give
the younger a small smile. “I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry too, for losing my temper.” Jimin pushes the banana milk towards Jungkook as a peace
offering.
“You know I don’t mean it, right?” Jungkook’s doe eyes blink at him. “I would never—”
“It’s fine, Jungkook.” He cuts off his bandmate abruptly.
If he listens to Jungkook be nice to him, console him, he knows he’d undoubtedly fall head first
into Jungkook’s arms again.
“We good?” Jungkook asks hesitantly.

“Of course, I can never stay mad at you, you’re my younger brother.” Jimin nods as he takes a sip
of the strawberry juice, ignoring Jungkook’s frown. Calling Jungkook his younger brother had
always been a little weird but he forces them out anyways for Jungkook’s sake. “Let’s go back to
the dorms.”
There’s a lot of things unsaid between the two of them but he’s tired.
He’s too tired to be spending time alone with Jungkook, anymore he’s scared he’ll end up saying
something he shouldn’t.
Namjoon finally corners him the day after, forcing the dreaded talk on him.
“Jimin, how have you been?” Namjoon has a serious look on his face, brows furrowed in concern.
“I’m just tired.” Jimin shrugs. “We’ve all been working hard this week.”
“That’s not what I meant.” Their leader just drops a hand to his shoulder. “The day before at the
recording booth, when you said the things you said…”
Namjoon trails off purposefully and Jimin knows he’s in for a long talk.
“It was just words of spoken out of anger and haste.” Jimin makes up excuses that he knows
Namjoon sees through with a simple raise of an eyebrow. “I didn’t mean all of it?”
Namjoon laughs at the question mark tacked to the end of his excuse. “I’m not here to judge you or
anything but as I said before, we’re family. We accept everything about you. Nothing you say will
make us turn you away.”
“I know, Joonie.” He sighs. “I know but I’m not ready to say them outloud yet.”
“Because saying them outloud makes it true?” Namjoon guesses the meaning of his words. Jimin
can only nod. “Then can you at least tell me some of it so I can help you or at least we can think of
solutions together.”
He hesitates but it’s Namjoon, his pseudo father away from home so he nods once again. “If and
only if, a friend of mine had a crush on a good friend and said friend rejected him, how should the
friend of mine continue to interact with his crush?”
A myriad of emotions pass through Namjoon’s face, from shock to anger to confusion then finally,
settling on understanding.
“I hope you—” Jimin makes a face at Namjoon and the older quickly coughs before altering the
rest of his sentence “—the friend of yours feel better now.” Jimin nods and Namjoon continues. “I
think the best thing for your friend right now is to spend a little time thinking things through, spend
a little time for himself, nurse his wounds and give himself a little love and pampering.”
“I—” Jimin quickly cuts himself off with a grimace. “My friend wants to know how to talk to his
crush, not how to treat himself.”
“Jimin-ah, let’s stop talking about this hypothetical friend of yours and talk about you.” Namjoon
sighs. “Who was it?”
“Jungkook.” He hates how Namjoon doesn’t even look shocked by his answer.
“Are you okay?”
It’s Jimin’s turn to sigh. He’s heard that question from Taehyung and a few times from Yoongi,
that he’s had the answer practically memorized. “I’ll be okay, I just need a little more time and it’ll
hopefully be like nothing ever happened.”
Namjoon gives his shoulder a gentle squeeze before he finally drops it. “Instead of ignoring him or
putting your friendship with him aside or just flat out making your relationship with him suffer, I
think the two of you should give it a proper talk.”
Jimin really doesn’t want to consider that option but he knows Namjoon is right, he’s always right.
“Can I not?” he whines anyways. He’d rather the elephant stay between them than have to talk it
out with Jungkook, not when he’s still hurting.
“No.” Namjoon ignores his pout and continues on. “You go and talk to him, tell him you still want
friendship between the two of you, talk about the boundaries you have to set between the two of
you, talk about how the two of you can move on from it and maybe make your relationship even
sturdier after this.”
“Can’t I be that immature one for once?”
“No.” Namjoon answers. “You had the courage to confess, you should have the courage to face
rejection.”
“Way to be supportive and not throw salt on wounds.” Jimin huffs. “I just… I just don’t want to
face the chance of our friendship never being the same ever again and us growing apart.”
“What the difference of you ignoring the elephant and letting it fester between the two of you, like
you’re doing now?”
“It’s different.” Jimin tugs frustratedly at the hem of his shirt. “If I talk to him and he decides he
wants to end our friendship or whatever we have, that would hurt so much more then letting it
slowly fade to nothing.”
“Jimin-ah…” Namjoon moves to sit beside him. “I know it hurts right now but you have to stay
strong and believe in yourself. You know you can’t just ignore it. Plus you know Jungkook
treasures you, he would even throw himself in front of a speeding car for you.”
“I know, but to be honest, Kook would throw himself of a moving car for fun.” Jimin slumps
against Namjoon for a while before he pushes himself up. “I just want to hide in my blankets and
angst until I stop hurting.”
“It hurts me to know that you’re hurting too.” Namjoon squeezes his hand softly in his own. “I
want you to love yourself. We tell the fans to love themselves but you have to do it too. All of us
have watched you change from the pre-debut Jimin to the Jimin you are now and we’re all so
proud of you but we want you to be happy. When you look down on yourself and say things like
you being useless to the band, it makes me wonder if I did something wrong in the course of these
years or if I was the one who made you think—”
“No!” It comes out a little louder than he expects, it has Namjoon letting out a small chuckle. “No,
you’re the best leader we could ever hope for and you’re a great hyung. I just wasn’t at the best of
places right at that moment.”
It isn’t a complete lie but it isn’t the complete truth either, but Namjoon doesn’t need to know.
“I’ll be there if you need to talk.” Namjoon ruffles his hair. “Remember that, alright?”
Jimin nods and Namjoon leaves him alone to brood.
Namjoon’s advice keeps replaying itself in Jimin’s mind and he tries to flush it out through
dancing, dancing and dancing.
Hoseok frets over him worriedly everytime he stays to practice but he merely gives his friend a
smile before he throws him back into the music, letting it lead.
Taehyung frowns, Jin stuffs him with more food during meals and Yoongi holds his hands a little
more often.
But Jungkook, he’s barely seen the youngest. Not because the lack of trying on the younger’s part.
He’s been avoiding Jungkook.
Maybe he took Namjoon’s advice a little too literally because he’s taken to avoiding everyone in
the band.
He blames it on all the sympathetic looks they all send him. Jimin knows they love him and those
looks are all they can do for him at the moment because he keeps refusing their attempts to help
him but seeing them makes him want to cry. So, instead, he just festers in the dance studios and
practices until the choreo is the only thing he can think of.
The others get the memo and stay away when he’s practicing, knowing he needs his space.
Everyone but Jungkook.
Jungkook always never seemed to get the memo whenever it came to Jimin’s life.
He wants to ask Jungkook what he’s doing in the studios when they had so many others open.
Instead he just cocks his head at Jungkook in silent question.
“I missed you.” It’s obvious the way Jungkook hesitates when he speaks, the younger has a hard
time uttering those three words just as Jimin has a hard time hearing them.
It’s not the three words he wants but it’s enough to have Jimin’s heart stuttering. Maybe because it
came at him so suddenly or because it was what Jimin wanted to hear.
Me too.
But instead, what comes out of Jimin’s mouth is, “I’m right here.”
“You’re not.” Jungkook throws a frustrated hand in the air. “You’re standing right in front of me
but half the time, it’s like you’re not even there. You barely look at me and you don’t say a word to
me unless we’re on camera or in front of the fans.”
“I’m trying, Jungkook.” He hides his hands underneath his long sleeved shirt. “I want things to go
back to they were before but I don’t know how to do it.”
“I miss us.” He sees Jungkook reaching for, his brain registers what the younger is doing but he
can’t seem to get his body to react, to take the step back. “I miss the way we used to be. The
awkwardness, the distance, that’s not us.”
When Jungkook’s fingers make purchase around his arm, he flinches but he still can’t seem to
move.
“I miss us too.” The words come out worn and overused, probably from the way he’s repeated
them over and over in his mind. “But I don’t know what we are anymore.”
“We’re back hugs and Busan, we’re friends.”
“I can’t, Jungkook.” He avoids Jungkook’s eyes boring into him. He’s not sure what he’s saying no
to but he just knows that he can’t.
“Then give me a chance to come to love you.” Jungkook sounds as if he’s close to tears and Jimin
wants to wrap the younger in his arms and protect him from the world like he used to.
He reminds himself that Jungkook has enough people protecting him from the world, doing so only
makes himself vulnerable to the world.
“Do…” Jimin hates how his heart skips a beat once again. “Do you even know what you just
said?”
“I…” Jungkook sighs and looks away, hand dropping from Jimin’s arm. “It’s just… Nothing. I
want us to go back to before, when we were Jimin and Jungkook not Jimin in one sentence and
Jungkook in the other.”
“Jungkook-ah,” he says softly enough, hoping it’d be enough to get to Jungkook. “Please don’t
give me false hope. I’ve tried loving people who don’t love me as much and I know it won’t end
happily for either of us.”
“I’m not. I’m not just saying the words.” Jungkook wraps his fingers around Jimin’s shirt
desperately. “I mean it.”
“Do you really?” Jimin ignores the pounding in his head and focuses on what Jungkook’s trying to
tell him. “You’re just saying it because our relationship is changing and you don’t want it to
change so you’re giving me a placeholder.”
“That’s not it.” Jungkook almost roars. “Stop trying to psychoanalyze me.”
“Then tell me, Jungkook.” He attempts to replicate Jungkook’s tone of voice but he knows he falls
short because he’s desperately afraid of letting his guard down.
“Yes, I’m terrified of our relationship changing but instead of that, I’m more afraid of losing you.
Every time you look at me, it’s like you’re looking at a stranger or an acquaintance. It’s like you’re
slipping through my fingers like water and I don’t know how to stop it.”
“I…” Jimin falters when Jungkook crumples his shirt in an even tighter grip, stepping close to him.
“Jungkook-ah, I—”
He knees buckle underneath him before he can say another word.
Jungkook catches him easily in his arms.
For a second of weakness, he presses his face into the crook of Jungkook's neck before he pulls
away, reminding himself that they’re friends, sort of, they were sort of friends.
And friends don’t do that.
“Let’s not do this now, Kook.” He braces a hand against the wall and pulls away completely from
Jungkook. At the same time, he buries Namjoon’s advice a little deeper in his mind. “I don’t have
the energy for that right now.”
“Then when are we doing this ?” Jungkook steps closer towards him and Jimin can’t help but take
a shaky step backwards.
“Just not now.” Jimin slowly bends to pick up his bag and water bottle, feeling the blood rush to
his head. “I’m too tired, I don’t want to end up saying things I’ll regret tomorrow morning.”
“Fine.” Jungkook looks like he has a lot to say but he doesn’t say it, instead he just picks up his
own bag and trails after him as Jimin makes his way out of the dance studio.
Tomorrow.
He’ll do it tomorrow.
Maybe by then, his heart won’t feel like it’s being ripped to pieces.
Chapter End Notes
I'm Jimin, running from responsibility because I hate facing things until I have to XD
Please, I'm poor and desperate :))))))))
Haha next chapter: They talk (but in my opinion, it's not about everything) and my
yoonmin heart hurts a little T_T
Chapter 14
Chapter Summary
Jungkook’s focused stare turns even sharper, a frown once again maring his handsome
features and Jimin wonders what he did wrong again. “It’s just that easy to get over
me?”
“That’s not what I’m saying.” He doesn’t understand why Jungkook’s frowning at him
like that. “What I mean is that I don’t want to ruin us, I don’t want to lose you either.”
If being friends meant not losing Jungkook completely, he’ll take it. He’ll take
anything.
Chapter Notes
AHHHH ThierryMyst + Anon I love you guys <3
So guys, I've been wanting to change the title for my fic for quite a while and I was
wondering which one y'all would like the most:
1. if i let you go (will you still be there for me)
2. tell me you love me (even if you don't mean it)
3. be there for me (that's all i ask) / love me (that's all i ask you)
4. loving you is hard (but i don't ever want to fall out of it) / loving you is hard (but
falling out of it is even harder)
5. these 3 words don't mean a thing to me (unless you're the one saying it)
lmao they just get longer and longer XD but can yall help me choose? XD
“The movie must be very entertaining.” Jimin says softly after a moment of quietly watching
Jungkook staring blankly at the black screen of the tv.
“Jimin?” Jungkook asks, head whipping towards his direction, eyes wide and mouth open.
It’s been a while since he’s initiated a conversation, so Jungkook’s surprise isn’t unwarranted.
“Who else?” He jokes, hanging up his jacket before he moves to sit beside Jungkook on the couch.
Jungkook gives him a failed attempt of a smile before he offers Jimin the other half of the blanket
draped over his own lap.
“You’ve been practicing quite a lot.” Jungkook says as he pulls Jimin’s leg over his lap, kneading
it softly.
“Practicing lessens my stress.” It almost feels like it used to, before Jimin ruined it all. "Plus the
more I practice, the better it is for the band.”
Jungkook knows why Jimin pushes himself so hard. It wasn’t only because of the band, but
because of his parents. Jimin’s parents had supported him through his entire debut, knowing it was
a risky career choice, knowing Jimin had to give up a lot of things to succeed but yet, they gave
him the push he needed to keep going.
“You don’t have to work hard all the time, you’re one of the best dancers we have in BTS.”
Jimin laughs that off, he’s heard the same speech so many times, in different words, he already
understands the message without Jungkook blathering on. The smile slips abruptly off his face
when Jimin remembers the giant, neon colored elephant between them. “Jungkook…”
Jungkook easily gets it and the atmosphere between them changes almost instantly. The younger
doesn’t move his hand away from his leg but he stops massaging it. “Are you… Are you ready to
talk?”
“Are you?” Jimin throws the question back at Jungkook.
“No, not really.” Jungkook answers and truthfully, Jimin can’t help but agree.
He’ll never be ready for it but it’s time he face things, send the elephant back to the zoo and kill the
awkwardness between them.
“But it’s better than leaving things as they are now.” Jimin says, quietly.
Jungkook nods. “I’m really sorry about what I said during recording.”
“You don’t have to apologize.” He assures Jungkook with a small pat on his arm. “You’ve already
apologized a bunch ever since you’ve said it.”
And it feels like all Jungkook has said to him recently has been apologies and he’s honestly sick of
it.
“Sorry.” A lift of Jimin’s eyebrow has Jungkook giving him a small grimace and a small
embarrassed smile. “I just wanted to make sure you knew that.”
“I understand, Jungkook.” Jimin sighs. This time, he knows it’s his turn to start the conversation
and so he does. “I know me pushing my feelings on you wasn’t the best idea I’ve had in a while
and I also know it was probably the worst time do it but I don’t regret it.” He meets Jungkook’s
focused stare head on. “I don’t, but what I regret was the way I dealt with things. I shouldn’t have
forced you to make a decision so quickly. I shouldn’t have ran away from you and pushed you
away but I didn’t know how to face rejection. I still don’t know if I fully know but I don’t want to
have our friendship completely ruined because I’m scared of getting hurt. Over a little more time,
I’ll come to terms with you not returning my feelings and I’ll get over it. With comeback just
around the corner, we’ll all be focused and exhausted to even remember this even happened in the
first place.”
Jungkook’s focused stare turns even sharper, a frown once again maring his handsome features and
Jimin wonders what he did wrong again. “It’s just that easy to get over me?”
“That’s not what I’m saying.” He doesn’t understand why Jungkook’s frowning at him like that.
“What I mean is that I don’t want to ruin us, I don’t want to lose you either.”
If being friends meant not losing Jungkook completely, he’ll take it. He’ll take anything.
“I… I didn’t want to hurt you.” He swallows hard, waiting for the rest of Jungkook’s words,
wondering if they hurt just as much. “At the same time, I don’t want to lose you. You’ve always
been the anchor in my life and I don’t know when I’ve gotten so terrified at losing you and I never
want to lose you.”
“You won’t lose me, Jungkook-ah.” He blinks away the pain in his chest. “I will always be there,
just not the way I used to, not completely, but I’ll be there when you need me.”
“That’s what I’m saying.” Jungkook pulls at the cushion cover aggravatedly. “I never wanted our
relationship to change. I want Jungkook and Jimin from before.”
This childish side of Jungkook always came out whenever he was irritated with not having things
go his way and Jimin knew he was the reason for it.
“We’ll try, alright?” Jimin tries his best to appease the younger. “We’ll try our best to become
Jungkook and Jimin from before but just give me a little time.”
“I feel like you’re just patronizing me so I’ll stop throwing a fit.”
He can’t deny it because it’s mostly true.
“Jungkook,” Jimin says, slowly, hoping his words get through to the younger. “I mean it, I want us
to be friends the way were before I fell in love with you but I just need a little time to get over it
and then we can go back to being Jimin and Jungkook.”
“How long will you need?’ Jungkook sniffs.
“A month.” He feels Jungkook’s grip tighten around his ankles but he doesn’t react to it, instead he
watches the younger’s reaction.
Jungkook’s face is blank but he sees the way his tongue pokes against his cheek.
He waits for Jungkook to speak but Jungkook really had no choice but to accept his decision
because this was the best for them.
“Fine.” Those words feel as if they were forced from Jungkook but it’s a positive answer, he’ll take
it. “A month.”
He gives Jungkook a smile, it doesn’t fully reach his eyes but it’s still a smile nonetheless.
“Can you stay? Please?” Jungkook’s plea makes him freeze for a moment but it doesn’t stop him
completely.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He sees the way Jungkook’s doe eyes stare back at him. He sees
the way Jungkook looks like he’s about to stand up and stop him but he pushes that all aside and
moves away from Jungkook. “I think it’s better if I go.”
He doesn’t spare a glance back at Jungkook before he fleas.
It’s not the way he imagined the conversation going but he listened to Namjoon’s advice, they
talked, they dealt with the pink elephant. Now it was time for him to spend time for himself and
work on moving on.
He runs to Yoongi because for all they’ve been through, Yoongi knows him the best, a little too
well.
Yoongi frowns but he puts down his headphones when Jimin bursts into his room.
One look at him has Yoongi opening his arms for him. Jimin doesn’t even think about it before he
falls apart in Yoongi’s arms.
Through blubbering and a lot of mumbling, he spills everything to Yoongi. All the while, the older
smoothes a hand through his hair, his other hand wrapped around Jimin’s.
“I know it’s not enough, but you have me.”
And Jimin’s small sniffles turn into sobs, loud, body wracking sobs, the whole time wondering
what he’d done to deserve to have Yoongi in his life.
After that, he vows to stop crying over Jungkook.
It’ll be the last time he sheds tears over the younger and makes his friend worry over him.
Yoongi helps him through it all; he keeps him distracted around Jungkook that he forgets about the
hurt for just a little while.
But he knows Yoongi can’t always be there to save him and it’s like he jinxes himself by even
thinking that.
Jungkook stares back at him, arm outstretched to grab the sandwich left out on the table for them.
He shrinks back before he touches Jungkook’s hand. “You can have it, Kook-ah.”
“No, you can have it.” Jungkook pulls his hand back as well. “You didn’t eat breakfast this
morning.”
“No, no.” Jimin fully retracts his hand and sticks it in his pockets. “You’re still growing, you
probably need it more. Plus you didn’t eat breakfast either.”
He tries for a smile but he knows it fails pitifully when Jungkook barely returns the smile.
They end up standing there awkwardly, neither having much to say.
He looks around for Yoongi or anyone, to save him from the uncomfortable situation.
Yoongi spots them and probably seeing the expression on his face, rushes over quickly.
“Jimin-ah,” Yoongi says, hands already reaching for Jimin’s. He easily wraps it around Yoongi’s,
seeking comfort in the rapper’s warm hands. “I suddenly remembered this step in the choreo I keep
messing up. Can you guide me through it again?”
He nods a bit too enthusiastically and drags Yoongi away with another half smile, half grimace in
Jungkook’s direction.
“Thank you,” he whispers to Yoongi softly when they’re far away enough from Jungkook.
“Stop thanking me everytime.” Yoongi says, a little bashfully. “Now, help me out with the steps so
we don’t end up making a liar out of me.”
Jimin grumbles good naturally as he makes Yoongi show him what he needed help on.
He had 3 more weeks.
He’ll be fine.
Chapter End Notes
I'm Jimin still Jimin, running to Yoongi XD lmao jk. how could I, a mere mortal, run
to yoongi???
Haha next chapter: Jungkook's pov and he cries :) (but that isn't really the main point +
it's only mentioned in a sentence)
Chapter 15
Chapter Summary
Jimin turns around to give him a weak smile before Taehyung says something that
captures his attention once again and has him turning forward.
It feels like he can breathe a little better but at the same time his heart constricts
uncomfortably.
Chapter Notes
AHHHH GCF IN OSAKA~ THAT TALENT DSLKJLDKSJFSLKD
THIS IS AN EARLY CHAPTER BECAUSE GCF IN OSAKA HIT ME AND GOT

ME LSDKJFLSKDJLSKGJ
On a more intelligible note, this is Jungkook's POV once again because it made more
sense?
AND I'M CHANGING MY FIC TITLE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER SO IF YOU

NEED TO SEARCH FOR IT OR SMTHG, SEARCH FOR MY NAME
They’re all practicing until Hoseok stops so abruptly, Taehyung almost crashes into him if not for
the dancer rushing to Jimin, screaming his name as he slides toward the younger. He manages to
catch Jimin in his arms, both of them sliding to the floor.
Jungkook is rooted to his spot, staring as Jimin’s head rolls forward as he slumps bonelessly
against Hoseok.
He can’t hear Namjoon and Jin yelling or Taehyung leaping towards Jimin with tears in his eyes as
he cries.
It’s only when someone knocks into him as they rush towards Jimin does he snap out of it.
He almost trips as he rushes towards Jimin’s limp body.

No one stops him when he blindly pushes Hoseok away a little too roughly and cradles Jimin in his
own arms.
Jungkook feels someone’s elbow dig into his ribs but he doesn’t care, he focuses on Jimin.
He wants to smooth away the frown on Jimin’s face, he wants to wipe away the sweat from his
hyung’s forehead but instead, he just watches Jimin breath in and out.
It’s enough of a reassurance that he’s fine for now.
His Jimin hyung was still there.
He doesn’t know how long passes before someone pulls Jimin from his arms.
At first, he fights against them but Namjoon has a firm grip on his bicep.
“They’re medical staff, Jungkook, let them check on Jimin.” Namjoon’s voice is firm, not leaving
Jungkook any room for disobedience. “They’ll—” Their leader’s voice hitches when he finally
turns to face him. “Jungkook-ah, you don’t need to cry. Jimin will be fine, he’s strong and resilient.
We’ll make sure he gets all the TLC we can give him after this, all right?”
He hadn’t even realized he was crying until Namjoon brings it up.
Unwillingly, he loosens his grip and lets Namjoon tug him away.
It feels a little too much like an analogy to his relationship with Jimin but at the same time, it
didn’t.
There’s something he wants but he doesn't know what it is exactly.
Staying away far enough, he doesn’t hinder the check up but close enough that he can still see
Jimin, isn’t what he wants exactly but being able to just watch is marginally acceptable.
“Let’s leave and give Chim a little time to breath.” Hoseok suggests but his eyes stay on Jimin.
Yoongi reluctantly agrees, moving out of the room slowly but eyes still trained on Jimin as he pulls
Jin along with him. Hoseok does the same with Taehyung, the latter fighting to stay.
Namjoon spares him a glance. “You leaving?”
Jungkook shakes his head. “No.”
That much is enough for Namjoon as he just shakes his head and follows the others out of the
room.
It feels a little too much like déjà vu.
He can’t take his eyes of Jimin’s face.
His heart won’t stop pounding and there’s so much he wants to do but he doesn’t know what to do,
so he just stands in his spot, wringing his hands.
One of the staff turn to him and gives him a sympathetic smile. “He’s okay but he needs to rest. We
would suggest sending him to the hospital for a more thorough check up.”
“I, uh... ” Jungkook wants to make the decision, he wants Jimin to go for a thorough check up but
he knows he can’t make the decisions. It makes him realize how helpless he was when it came to
things like this. “I’ll go ask, sorry.”
The staff give him another smile before they turn back to Jimin.
“I’m fine. I don’t need to go to the hospital.” Before he can leave the room, he hears Jimin’s weak
voice refusing the trip to the hospital.
He frowns but he respects Jimin’s decision. There’s not much he can say when Jimin is the one
who refuses.
The others stream back in when one of the staff leaves to inform the others.
Taehyung instantly pulls Jimin into his arms and Jimin leans against his friend for support.
He listens carefully to what the medical staff tell him, paying more attention than he ever did in
class.
If anyone notices, they don’t comment on it.
Instead they all just rush Jimin home, everyone set on pampering the small dancer for the rest of
the day.
For once, they all cram together in the van, everyone wanting to check up on Jimin for themselves.
“Sorry.” Jimin says softly when they’re all piled into the van. “Because of me, I probably caused a
lot of trouble and made you guys—”
Jin doesn’t even let Jimin finish before he cuts him off. “You don’t ever have to say sorry for that,
unless you’re apologizing for not taking care of yourself more.”
Taehyung is still draped over Jimin, arms curled around the older’s waist. “Chim, don’t ever scare
me like that again.”
“I’m sorry, Tae.” Jimin sighs softly as Taehyung buries his face into the crook of his neck. “I just
lost track of my schedule and practiced a little too much.”
“No more extra practice for you this week.” Namjoon warns from the front of the car. “Don’t even
try to slip out because all of us will be watching you.”
Jimin pouts. “But comebacks…”

“What’s the most important is your health.” Hoseok ignores Jimin’s pout and drapes a hand over
Jimin’s shoulder. “You’ve practiced enough for the rest of us put together, a week off won’t kill
you.”
“If you practice anymore, you’ll make me look bad.” Yoongi chimes in from his seat beside Jimin.
“Stop ganging up on me.” Jimin’s voice is whiny as he complains. “I’ll listen and behave.”
He pokes his cheek with his tongue when Yoongi laughs and ruffles Jimin’s hair playfully.
Jungkook wasn’t irritated, he wasn’t.
He sits silently behind Jimin, watching him carefully as Jimin tries to reassure the others that he
was okay.
Jimin turns around to give him a weak smile before Taehyung says something that captures his
attention once again and has him turning forward.
It feels like he can breathe a little better but at the same time his heart constricts uncomfortably.
He knows he’s hoovering but he doesn’t know what else to do.
Jimin cocks his head when he shadows him to the kitchen for the second time. “Jungkook-ah, I’m
really fine.”
He lifts an eyebrow. “Sure.”
“Jeon Jungkook.” Jimin huffs, clearly exasperated. “Stop babying me. I’m fine, I just lost
consciousness for a few seconds. It doesn’t wary you following me from room to room.”
“I’m not,” he lies, a hand slipping to Jimin’s waist. “I just wanted to grab some food.”
His hands always stray to Jimin and he finds his fingers lingering on Jimin a little too much.
If Jimin notices, he doesn’t say anything about it.
“Just as I moved to the kitchen?”
“Yeah.” He doesn’t even bother trying to sound convincing this time.
He sees a small smile attempt to peak from behind Jimin’s mask of irritation.
Jimin turns away from him purposefully and tip toes to grab a bag of chips Jin had hidden away on
the top shelf.
“Need help with that?” He knows Jimin hates it whenever someone mentions his height but he
does it anyways.
“I can do it myself.” Jimin growls at him
“Mhm.” He hums as he watches Jimin go to his tiptoes, hands coming back empty when he drops
back to his heels. “I’m sure you’ll manage.”
“Brat.” Jimin whips towards his direction and lands a small punch on his shoulder. “Use your
uselessly long limbs and help me.”
“Finally admitting you need help?”
He can’t conceal the chuckle when the older crosses his arms petulantly across his chest but
doesn’t bother moving from his spot.
Smiling, he goes to grab what Jimin had failed to grab.

It’s then does he realize how close they are together, his hand braced against the counter brushing
against Jimin’s shoulder, his thigh pressed against the older’s.
He looks down to see Jimin’s eyelashes flutter prettily against his cheek when he looks up at him.
The hint of citrus and something that’s so Jimin floats to his nose and he closes his eyes for a brief
moment, savouring their closeness.
He missed it.
He missed them.
And in that moment, he realizes something his feelings for Jimin weren’t just special in a
unplatonic way, it was more than that.
Jimin’s elbow against his stomach has him blinking out of it. He remembers what he’s supposed to
be doing before he quickly snatches the chips of the shelf and shoves it at the older.
Without waiting for a reply or even checking Jimin’s expression, he hightails it out of the kitchen
to where the others were.
They’d distract him enough so his thoughts would stop wandering back to Jimin’s pouty lips.
Probably.
Chapter End Notes
I'M CHANGING MY TITLE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER SO BEWARE~~ lmao XD

but yeah, imma change it so i'm just telling y'all in case you guys need to search this up
or smthg~
Don't ever be scared to leave me a comment/suggestion/constructive criticism~ I'm

crazy for them XD
In the next chapter: Taehyung takes Chim on a blind date (sort of)
Chapter 16
Chapter Summary
“How was it?” Taehyung asks, swinging their links hands in the air.
“He’s cute.” Jimin supplies.
Chapter Notes
let's be real here, i really don't like this chapter. it's the ultimate shit :))))) but the next
one is better :) I don't remember what i wrote because i just gave up after i finished
writing it and moved on XD
and question: what time would be the best for me to post? like what time do you guys
usually read fics?
i'm sorry i haven't replied to the comments yet but i'll try to get to them soon~ i'm just
overwhelmed by work rn and the next chapter will be the last pre-written chapter i
have so y'all won't get update in a while~
ps: if anyone is confused, i changed my fic title "we can go (further than that)" to the
one rn~ so if anyone i wonderin what happened, that happened XD
Jimin takes pride into fulfilling every promise he’s made.
His one sided promise to Jungkook is just the same.
He’ll do his best to keep it.
And so that’s why he moves on in the form of agreeing to Taehyung’s attempt to matchmake him.
“Really, Tae?” Jimin groans as his best friend forces him into a different sweater. “We’ve met him
before, when I was all sweaty and messy makeup, do I really need to put so much effort into this?”
“You have to wow him with your beauty.” Taehyung sighs and shakes his head. “You have to use
your glittering gay pheromones to lure him into your web.”
“I have so much to say about that but I’m going to refrain from disagreeing for your sake and
mine.” Jimin holds in a laugh at his best friend’s dramatics. “But can we stop with the clothes
changing? I’m sure the last few sweaters look quite similar.”
“Fine.” Taehyung huffs. “Don’t blame me when me when looks down on your ugly sweater.”
“Yeah, I won’t.” He grins when he finally tugs on his last sweater for the day. “Because that won’t
happen.”
Taehyung makes a face at him before whipping him with a tie. “Isn’t that Kook’s?”
Jimin looks down at his top and Taehyung is right.
He distinctly remembers their youngest wearing said sweater but he shrugs it away. It was in his
closet and it showed off his arms nicely.
“Isn’t it a bit…” Taehyung trails off gesturing vaguely to his top.
“A bit what?” He plucks at the sweater, pulling away from his skin.
“Isn’t it weird?” Taehyung asks. “You’re wearing a sweater of the guy you’re trying to get over on
a date with someone else.”
“It’s not a date.” Jimin corrects his friend quickly. “It’s an outing between friends.”
“Sure, an outing between friends.” Taehyung shrugs it away easily. “But ya sure it’s not weird to
wear Jungkook’s, said love interest you’re trying to put behind you, sweater on a date?”
“Stop repeating it.” He grumbles. “You said the best way to get over someone is to find someone
new, hence why I’m even sneaking out at a time like this.”
“Well you did that with Yoongi.” His best friend gently rubs the pad of his thumb against the
corner of his eye as he speaks. “I’m sure it’ll work again this time.”
“It’s different.” Jimin gives his hair another pat before he grabs his jacket and moves to open the
door. “With Yoongi it was a break up, with Jungkook, it’s straight out rejection. There’s more
humiliation in the latter, if you didn’t know.”
Taehyung makes a face at him and pulls the door open to have Jin staring at them.
“Going out?”
Taehyung nods. “We out to get Chim a man.”
He doesn’t know if he wants to bury his face in his hands or if he wants to bury Taehyung in a
ditch.
“Do I look okay?” Jimin asks, suddenly self conscious.
It’s been a while since he’s met someone new or made new “friends”.
“I approve.” Jin almost skips towards them with a knowing look on his face. “Go get some,
Jimin.”
Maybe Jin should join Taehyung in said ditch.
Taehyung snorts from beside him. “And that’s our cue to go get some.”
Hoseok walks in just as the words leave Taehyung’s mouth. “Excuse me?”
Jimin can’t hide his own snort at Hoseok’s clearly unamused expression, mouth pressed into a thin
line.
“Not me but Chim.” Taehyung explains, his hands slipping to Hoseok’s for a short moment before
he pulls it away again. “I’m taking Jimin out to meet a friend of mine, like a blind date of sorts.”
“A date?” Hoseok juts his lips out, eyes sliding towards Jimin. “Are you sure you’re ready for
one?”
“It’s not a date.” He tries to clarify once again. “I don’t know but we’ll know after today.”
“Have fun.” Hoseok doesn’t tell him not to go and a part of him feels a little disappointed for some
reason.
“We will.” Taehyung grins happily before he none too gently shoves him out the door.
“Not you, Tae.” Hoseok calls out from behind them.
Jimin hopes and prays that they will because it’s one step closer to getting over Jungkook.
Meeting Sejun is fun, they spend dinner together with Taehyung and Byungchan laughing and
telling each other their pre-debut stories.
It gets his mind off of things but he can’t see the younger boy as anything but a younger brother,
especially when Sejun acts so much like an energetic puppy.
He knows Sejun looks up to him and it makes him feel a little more confident in himself but at the
same time, he hopes he doesn’t end up disappointing the younger now that they’ve met face to
face.
“Hyung, I would never!” Sejun gasps in outrage. “You’re my role model. You could never
disappoint me. Watching you helped me through my hardest times.”
“Alright, alright, Sejun.” Jimin can’t help but giggle over the indignation scribbled over the
younger idol’s face.
“Would you like to come to our dance practice the day after tomorrow?” Sejun asks. “I know it’s
sort of a big request. You don’t have to stay for a long time but I just want to be able to learn even
just a tiny percentage of your dancing skills.”
The expression of earnestness paired with the doe eyes on Sejun’s face makes it hard for Jimin to
say no. “Sejun, I don’t mind but I can’t just barge in on practice like that.”
“I asked our manager and my members, they gave me approval.” Sejun pouts at him and latches
onto his arm, swinging it from side to side. “Please.”
He smiles as he shakes his head. “I’ll see you the day after tomorrow, then Sejunie.”
Sejun’s toothy smile is almost blinding.
He gives Sejun a small pat on the back before he makes his way out of the restaurant with
Taehyung at his side.
“How was it?” Taehyung asks, swinging their links hands in the air.
“He’s cute.” Jimin supplies.
“But?”
“I don’t want to drag anyone else into my mess.” Jimin stops, their joint hands forcing Taehyung to
jerk to a stop as well. “But what if I already did, Tae-ah?”
“You’re not dragging anyone into any messes.” Taehyung jerks their hand upwards as he gestures.
“You only see him as a younger brother and nothing more, right?”
Jimin nods and resumes walking. “As a younger brother and nothing more.”
“Then that’s fine but you make sure you tell him, alright?” Taehyung tightens his grip around
Jimin’s hand, head cocked to the side, waiting for an answer.
“Yes, sir.” He answers with a mocking salute which has Taehyung laughingly bumping against
him.
He’ll be fine.
Chapter End Notes
Lmao it's' pretty short right? the next chapter should be longer... i think?

crazy for them XD
Next: Sky and people ;)

Chapter 17
Chapter Summary
“He likes taking pictures of the sky and people.” Jimin doesn’t really know why he’s
suddenly defensive in front of Jin of all people. “We’re people.”
“You don’t have to explain it to me, Jimin.” The eldest gives him a small smile. “I just
wanted you to think about it. Love isn’t always the three words.”
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
“Ohhhh, photographer Jungkook!” Hoseok calls out once they see the youngest hurrying towards
them with his camera around his neck.
“What’s the special event?” Jimin asks softly.
He said he’d try to fix their relationship and that’s him trying.
Jungkook seems to know it to with the way his eyes instantly dart towards his. “There’s no special
event, just wanted something to do during MV filming.”
“Be sure to take a lot of beautiful pictures of me, Jungkook.” Jin grins.
Namjoon comes up to them and loops an arm around Jin’s broad shoulders. “It’s impossible to have
ugly photos of you.”
Jin coos at Namjoon and he exchanges a mock grimace with Jungkook, Hoseok groaning outloud
from beside them.
Now that Namjoon and Jungkook were here, Hoseok breaks away from them to search for
Taehyung who had come in the other car with their leader.
Jimin turns away from the couple to give them their space, grabbing Jungkook’s wrist, he tows
them away from Namjoon who was currently slowly sliding his hand lower and lower.
“You nervous?” Jimin asks.
“For shooting?” Jungkook clarifies and Jimin nods. “No, not really, we’ve done it so many times
already. I’m just wondering how many takes we’ll need for the group shoot with Jin looking like
that.”
Jimin laughs because he saw the way Namjoon licked his lips when he saw his boyfriend in a
blouse, the neckline dipping so low it exposed more than a sliver of his chest. No doubt, Namjoon
would be tripping his way through the first few takes.
Jungkook’s gaze is fixed on him the entire time and he can’t help but admit it makes his heart race
once again.
“7 takes.”
Jungkook chuckles, instantly understanding what he meant.
It was their little tradition, taking bets on Namjoon’s screw ups in exchange for small somethings.
Jungkook taps his head with a finger, humming quietly before he makes his own guess. “12 takes.”
“Treat me to the korean bbq place down the street.” Jimin chooses something easy since they have
comebacks soon, along with a tour coming up, he doesn’t want Jungkook getting too stressed over
something simple like this if he won.
“Go on a date with me.”
Jimin frowns because he’s not sure if he heard the younger correctly. “What?”
“If I win, go on a date with me.” Jungkook doesn’t even bat an eyelash as he repeats himself.
“Are you sure, Kook-ah?” Jungkook nods and Jimin doesn’t think the glint of determination in the
younger’s eyes is just a figment of his imagination.
It’s too soon for the both of them, neither of them were ready, especially when he’s slowly trying
to move on.
“Kook…”
Jungkook understands what he doesn’t say out loud but it doesn’t stop the look of disappointment
that flits across the younger’s face.
“Then, can I come sleep with you when I get homesick?” The question is hesitant, paired with
Jungkook’s doe eyes, Jimin knows he can’t win. “Can I still do that?”
“You don’t have to ask, Kookie.” The pet name falls from his lips easily and he’s missed it. “Of
course you can, I won’t take that away from you.”
“Okay.” Jungkook tugs him to the side just as one of the staff rush by with a camera. That small
tug has them a lot closer than they were before, the tips of their shoes touching. Jungkook’s hand
rests on his waist like it belongs there as he continues to speak. “Then an hour.”
“An hour of what?” His voice hitches embarrassingly at the end of his question when he feels the
tip of Jungkook’s finger make contact with the exposed part of his hip.
“Spend an hour with me, be it talking or whatever, just be there with me.” It’s like Jungkook
doesn’t even realize it when his thumb makes gentle circles against his skin. “It doesn’t have to be
everyday but at twice a week, just the two of us.”
Jimin knows it’s a bad idea but he agrees anyways.
The bright grin Jungkook rewards him with makes him feel as if everything will be okay, they’ll
deal with everything on the way and even if they can’t, the others will be there for them.
Jimin makes a face when Jungkook smirks at him victoriously, mouthing the words ‘nine’
haughtily as he skips past Jimin to his spot in the choreography.
Namjoon gives him a confused cock of his head when Jimin pouts at the older and tells him to not
mess up again for his sake.
He pouts all the way to his assigned spot because he knows his chances of having their bet come to
a draw is slim to none and he’s already surrendering an hour of his day to Jungkook in his mind.
His thoughts wander to what Jungkook expects out of that hour but he shrugs it away when the
director calls for their attention once again.
To no one’s surprise, he loses at the count of 11.
Namjoon is looking a little sheepish when he pouts at the older once again but he doesn’t blame
him, if his boyfriend was as attractive as Jin, he’d want to stare as well.
Jungkook siddles up to him, a smirk etched on his face. “I won.”
Jimin pokes the younger in the ribs. “My time is all yours.”
It sounds an awful lot like he’s saying he’s all Jungkook’s but it’s too late to take back his words so
he just lets it hang between them until Jungkook coughs and clears his throat.
“Um, so you wanna go get something to eat after we finish filming?” Jungkook asks, scratching
the back of his neck, eyes trained to the floor as he talks.
“But it’ll be at least 3 in the morning by the time we’re done, Kook.”
Jungkook finally looks up from the floor. “I don’t mind if you’re okay with it.”
“I’m fine with that, Kookie, but I’m just scared you’ll get tired.” He’s noticed the eyebags that’s
grown on Jungkook. His hands move to run the pad of his thumb gently under the younger’s eye.
“Just look at how dark your eyebags are.”
He freezes when he realized what he’s doing. Jungkook seems to realize it at the same time
because his eyes widen and they both stand there frozen like that until their stylist calls them for a
wardrobe change.
Jimin drops his hand in an instant, happy for an excuse to get out of the awkward situation.
“I’ll wait for you after your shoot.” Jungkook says before he rushes away, leaving Jimin to stare
after him as he practically runs away.
He’s whisked away so he has to stop staring at Jungkook.
Jimin has to remind himself to focus for the rest of his shoots before he’s going anywhere with
Jungkook.
He hopes and prays for both their sakes that their little late night snack will go well.
He finds Jungkook waiting for him when he finishes filming all his individual shots for the day,
camera aimed at him.
Laughingly, he gives Jungkook a lame ‘v’, hearing the shutter click before he drops his hand and
heads over to the youngest.
Jungkook grins at him, famous bunny teeth on display.
“I want kimchi jjigae.” Jimin demands, testing their boundaries a little.
“But I want pizza.” Jungkook whines back in response.
And those four words has him letting out a sigh of relief.
“You should listen to your hyung.” He shoots back.
“And you should be nice to your dongsaeng.” Jungkook goads him with a playful smile on his
face. “But I know it’s hard for you to see me as the dongsaeng since you’re shorter than me and all
that.”
He huffs and aims a lazy kick at Jungkook’s direction, the younger dodging easily.
After a while of Jimin attempting to land hits on Jungkook, he stops, both of them laughing like
idiots.
“I’ll go get changed first.” Jimin gestures to his outfit.
Jungkook nods and turns back to his camera.
“You know people say to see what people fear losing the most, just look at what they photograph.”
He bites down on a yelp when Jin siddles up to him with a smirk on his face.
It doesn’t take a genius to know what Jin is implying. “We’re the only ones in this room, there’s
not much Jungkook can take photos of.”
“I’m just saying.” Jin shrugs as if he hadn’t just dropped a bomb on him.
“He likes taking pictures of the sky and people.” Jimin doesn’t really know why he’s suddenly
defensive in front of Jin of all people. “We’re people.”
“You don’t have to explain it to me, Jimin.” The eldest gives him a small smile. “I just wanted you
to think about it. Love isn’t always the three words.”
He hates how Jin’s words have him wavering once again.

Chapter End Notes
Haha it wasn't exactly what yall expected right? XD

crazy for them XD
Chapter 18
Chapter Summary
“The problem is that he only thinks he likes me because he doesn’t want to lose me as
a friend and when he realizes that and tells me he doesn’t love me the way I love him,
I will hurt.”
“Just give him a chance to prove that he loves you, not because he’s afraid of you
going somewhere he can’t follow, but him loving you for you.”
Chapter Notes
Oh my god, I'm so sorry T_T I promised to post last night but I just got home and
practically died on my bed... And in an apology, I'll post tmrw as well~~
His little late night snack with Jungkook starts off a little awkwardly but once he forgets about
confessing his love to the youngest, things are almost normal. They have kimchi jjigae because no
matter how much of a brat Jungkook usually acts, he always gives in to him in the end.
“Why are you making things so confusing?” Taehyung sighs softly, running his hand over Jimin’s
shoulders when he finally gives in to Taehyung’s badgering about his late night snack run with
their maknae.
“It’s not that simple, Tae.” He lets out a little whimper when Taehyung kneads a kink from his
shoulder. “There’s things with the band, our fans, management and all that complicated mess.”
“Then uncomplicate it.” His best friend stops massaging his shoulders and instead grabs his
shoulders to turn him around. “It’s that easy.”
“The simple version is that I love him and he doesn’t love me back.” Jimin whines, hoping his eyes
convey enough pleading for Taehyung to stop poking at his wounds.
“What’s the problem then?” But it’s Taehyung, of course he bypasses Jimin’s attempt at puppy dog
eyes. “Just make him love you back.”
Of course it was easy for Taehyung to say that, he wasn’t the one who got rejected. He wasn’t the
one who had to suffer through the guilt of potentially hurting the band.
“The problem is that he only thinks he likes me because he doesn’t want to lose me as a friend and
when he realizes that and tells me he doesn’t love me the way I love him, I will hurt.”
“Just give him a chance to prove that he loves you, not because he’s afraid of you going
somewhere he can’t follow, but him loving you for you.” Taehyung’s hands drop from his
shoulders to wrap around his hand, squeezing it firmly. “He loves you, Chim. I can see it but he
just doesn’t know how to show it sometimes.”
“I’m not sure about that, Tae.” He returns the squeeze. “What am I supposed to believe if he
doesn’t do either. Do I believe his words or do I look at his actions?”
That shuts Taehyung up pretty quickly but it doesn’t last long. “I’d choose his actions, you know
how Kook is with words.”
In that instance, he remembers the times Jungkook snubbed him out, the times Jungkook lost his
temper on him, and the times Jungkook chose the other members over him.
But he also remembers the times Jungkook stood by him when he cried, he remembers their back
hugs, their little touches, he remembers the times Jungkook held him carefully in his arms, like
he’d break apart if he held him too tightly and the way the youngest would defend him if the
others bullied him.
“Weren’t you the one who was taking me out to meet new people just yesterday?”
“I just want the two of you happy, Chim.” Taehyung shrugs. “And if Jungkook can give you
happiness, I think that’d be amazing, but if he can’t then I’ll be there with you all the way, until
you find someone who can.”
He smiles at his best friend, or platonic soulmate as Taehyung likes to call them, wondering how
he’d lived without him for so long.
Taehyung practically buries him in a hug when he says that outloud.
Namjoon walks in just as they’re trying to outdo each other with dramatic confessions of love.
Their leader looks at the two of them before he just turns around and walks out of the room once
again.
The two of them exchange laughs before they straighten themselves out and hurry out to the living
room where Jin was screaming for them.
Spending an hour with Jungkook at least once a day goes smoothly, it’s slowly getting to the point,
he can comfortably smile at Jungkook without trying to guess the meaning behind the younger’s
words.
That’s until Chanyeol calls him when the two of them are in the middle of a movie.
He pulls himself from Jungkook’s arms that have somehow wrapped around him somewhere in the
middle of the movie and makes a lazy attempt at grabbing his phone, not bothering to even move,
just stretching out his arm.
Jungkook rolls his eyes but he drops his legs to the floor and grabs his phone from the table.
“Who is it? Jimin asks, legs still draped over Jungkook’s lap.
“Chanyeol.” Jungkook’s answer is curt.
“Oh.” He waits for Jungkook to hand him his phone but the youngest just holds onto it, staring at
the photo of Chanyeol on his screen. “Kookie?” He prompts softly.
“Sorry.” Jungkook seems to snap out of it and turn to him but the phone still doesn’t leave his
hand. “It stopped ringing.”
“That’s fine.” Jimin shrugs. “He’ll text me if it’s important.”
Just as he finishes speaking, a loud ‘ding’ sounds.
This time Jungkook hands him the phone, but it’s more as if he shoves the phone into his face.
He has half a mind not to read it but Chanyeol was his friend just as much as Jungkook was.
So he reads it.
“Jimin, where are you going?” Namjoon asks, watching him fly past him as he struggles to put on
his jacket as he searches for a pair of socks.
“Chanyeol and his boyfriend had a really big fight and he wants a listening ear.” Jimin looks back
at their leader and smiles a little meekly. “Can I go?”
“Of course.” Namjoon shrugs easily. “It’s your free time, you can choose how you spend it but be
careful, it’s pretty late.”
He gives up searching for his socks and makes his way back to Jungkook.
The younger is still sitting on the sofa where Jimin had left him.
“Kook?”
Jungkook turns to him, a frown in place. “Huh?”
“I’m sorry I’m leaving you like this.” Jimin tries to explain. “I promise I’ll come back soon and we
can finish watching the movie, alright?”
“I’ll come with you.” Jungkook stands up, so they’re standing face to face. The younger’s hand
sliding to his waist once again. “You can’t go alone. What if fans recognize you or what if you get
mugged or something. It’s dangerous outside, especially when it’s so late.”
“I’m not helpless, Kook.” Jimin places a hand on the back of Jungkook’s neck, stroking it lightly,
knowing Jungkook was weak against it. “I can take care of myself.”
“But I want to spend time with you.”
“But this is Chanyeol’s private problem, I can’t…” He trails off when Jungkook’s other hand goes
to his waist as well and tugs him close. They’re so close their chest touches and Jimin can feel the
warmth practically radiating off Jungkook’s body.
“Please?” Just like Jungkook always gave in when he pouted, Jimin found himself doing the same
when Jungkook pouted. “I’ll stay outside and wait until you guys are done.”
He closes his eyes and exhales, knowing he was fighting a losing battle.
“Fine.” Jungkook lets out a victorious laugh that turns into a grunt when Jimin pushes him away.
“Grab what you need and I’ll go text Chanyeol.”
Jungkook scurries away and he sends a quick text to his friend, chuckling when he hears a loud
thump from Jungkook’s room followed by a curse.
“You two aren’t subtle y’know.”
Jimin almost drops his phone when Namjoon speaks up. He’d completely forgotten their leader
was sitting at the dining room table, musing over lyrics.
“You scared me.” Jimin lays a hand on his chest and grumbles at Namjoon.
“I take this is you two’s attempt at fixing things?” Namjoon fixes him with a stare that has him
squirming.
Jimin twists the ring around his finger. “I think so?”
“Good.”
And that’s all Namjoon says before he turns back to the sheet of paper in front of him.
Jungkook appears a few seconds later, bomber jacket thrown over his ever present white t-shirt.
He grabs a beanie and tugs it over Jungkook’s head. “Ready?”
“Let’s go, baby.”
He freezes for a second, hands hovering over the handle, wondering if he heard Jungkook
correctly.
He hears Namjoon snort and he knows he’s probably not imagining things.
Jungkook seems to realize what he said at the same time because he’s standing frozen in the same
spot where Jimin had left him.
He clears his throat and tugs the door open. “We’re going, Namjoon and please go to bed soon.”
Jungkook mumbles something before he’s shutting the door behind him.
They wait for the lift in silence.
Jimin wracks his mind for something to say.
He’s called Jungkook baby before but in a joking manner and Jungkook’s done it before as well.
He remembers it clearly.
Bon Voyage Season 2.
How could he forget? He had to school his features into one of nonchalance, pretending to take a
selca to hide his smile.
When they enter the lift, he feels the tension between them multiply, so he just says the first thing
on his mind. “Uh, Chanyeol said it was fine if you came as well as long as you promise not to tell
anyone.”
“Oh, okay.” Jungkook sounds a little disappointed when he answers. “I won’t. But are you sure he
really doesn’t mind?”
“Yeah, he said an outsider’s view on things might be good.”
“Okay.”
Jimin turns to the mirror to fix his hair, groaning when he sees his hair sticking out in different
directions.
Jungkook laughs from behind him. He makes a face and glares at Jungkook from the mirror.
The younger laughs even harder before he pulls the beanie from his own head and tugs over
Jimin’s head.
This time it’s his turn to laugh when he sees Jungkook’s hair.
The static messing up the younger’s hair, making it curl upwards.
Like habit, he finds himself leaning towards Jungkook, smoothing a hand through the younger’s
head, combing his fingers through his hair.
Jungkook leans into his touch.
He doesn’t have time to overthink things before the elevator doors open and he snatches his hand
away.
Maybe later, he’ll deliberate and pick apart everything but that’s for later.
Chapter End Notes
Haha it wasn't exactly what yall expected right? XD

crazy for them XD
Next chapter: They talk to each other through Chanyeol XD

Chapter 19
Chapter Summary
Hearing Jungkook’s words makes him feel a little defensive for some reason. “I’m not
saying Chan doesn’t love him, I’m saying that sometimes people need the assurance
and if those three words can give them the affirmation they need, I don’t see why he
wouldn’t say them.”
“Because they may seem easy for you to say but it’s not the same for others.” Jimin
knows it’s getting a little too personally when Jungkook loses the quiet hesitant tone in
his voice. “Words aren’t everything.”
Chapter Notes
This is truly my last pre-written chapter, I don't have anything left in my drafts so y'all
be prepared for the long wait :D (which is probs the length of time it takes me to write
a chapter)
On further notice, it's my ma's death anniversary this week so i dont think i'll be back
in a while, either on this site or writing~ I just need a little time off during this week.
I'm still going to work but I don't think I'll have the time for writing... I have a bit of
chapter 20 written but it's just 700ish words~ I hope I'll have a chapter for y'all by next
week ^^
I'm sorry I haven't gotten to replying to cmments yet but I'll get to them sometime
soon~
I hope to see y'all next week :D
Chanyeol welcomes them in with a sad smile.
None of the other members are around and he realizes how bad things are if no one is on
Chanyeol’s side.
He hurries over to his friend and gives him a hug.
“Are you okay?” He asks gently, voice quiet.

“I don’t know.” Chanyeol mumbles against his hair. “I just…”
Chanyeol trails off, words seemingly stuck in his throat.
His friend pulls away before he can finish his speaking his thoughts, eyes flickering to Jungkook.
They stand there like that for a little while until Jungkook speaks up.
“Thank you for letting me come along.” Jungkook says politely, stepping forward, extending his
hand.
“I’d trust anyone who Jiminie always gushes about.” Chanyeol takes Jungkook’s hand, squeezing
it gently but his eyes roam over Jungkook, as if giving him a once over.
“Chanyeol!” Jimin squeaks, eyes darting over to Jungkook, seeing a faint blush spread over the
younger’s cheek. “I do not gush. I talk about everyone normally.”
“Just Jungkook a little more.” Chanyeol says slyly while dodging away from him. The smile
doesn’t stay long before it practically melts away. “Have a seat and I’ll grab something for you
guys to drink.”
He turns back to Jungkook once Chanyeol disappears into the kitchen. “Tell me if you’re
uncomfortable and I’ll come up with something, okay?”
He noticed the tense set of Jungkook’s shoulders as they walked through the dorms and he
wonders if he made the wrong decision by bringing Jungkook along.
Jungkook settles down on the sofa beside him, his thigh pressed against his. “Okay, but I’ll be fine
because you’re here.”
He doesn’t know what to take of those words so he just lets it hang in the air.
One last reassuring smile in Jungkook’s direction before they’re practically thrown into Chanyeol’s
problem.
“He said he loved me but I couldn’t say them back.” Chanyeol admits quietly. “He got frustrated
and said something and then I did as well. So now, everyone left and I… I just don’t know how to
fix this.”
There’s so many questions running through his head but he doesn’t know which one to ask first.
He never expected Chanyeol to say that because the two always looked so in love with each other,
he assumed they’d long said their i love you’s.
“What did you say?” He asks, wondering how bad it was to have the rest of the band out of the
dorm.
“I said something along the lines of him being clingy and he called me an insensitive bastard then
—” Chanyeol flushes in shame and mumbles the rest of his sentence. “And then I called him an
attention whore and said that he doubted my feelings for him because I didn’t say those words
back.”
“Oh boy.” Jimin breathes out those two words with a grimace on his face.
“Yeah.” Chanyeol nods before he buries his face into his hands.
“Why didn’t you say them back?” The words slip out before he can stop them. “I mean that it’s
obvious that you love him.” He adds on hurriedly before Chanyeol can see it as him trying to
blame it all on him. “And he loves you just as much.”
“I…” Chanyeol lifts his head from his hands, brows furrowed into a frown. “I don’t know. When
he said those three words, I wanted to say them back so badly but then I thought of the band, I
thought about the fans finding out and then everything just seemed to snowball out of control from
there.”
He moves to give his friend another hug but Jungkook’s hand on his thigh stops him. He shoots
Jungkook a look but the younger just ignore it.
He shrugs it away and focuses back on Chanyeol. “I think he just wanted to hear you say those
three words.”
“Just because he doesn’t say them doesn’t mean he doesn’t love him.” Jungkook’s voice is still
quiet but it isn’t as hesitant as it was before. “Loving someone doesn’t always have to mean those
three words.”
Chanyeol hums in agreement.
Hearing Jungkook’s words makes him feel a little defensive for some reason. “I’m not saying Chan
doesn’t love him, I’m saying that sometimes people need the assurance and if those three words
can give them the affirmation they need, I don’t see why he wouldn’t say them.”
“Because they may seem easy for you to say but it’s not the same for others.” Jimin knows it’s
getting a little too personally when Jungkook loses the quiet hesitant tone in his voice. “Words
aren’t everything.”
After Jungkook says that, he finally understands where the conversation was going.
Jungkook wasn’t talking about Chanyeol’s relationship, he doesn’t think either of them had
intended to talk about Chanyeol the moment Chanyeol mentioned his problem.
“But when the other person needs to hear them, there’s probably a reason for that.” Jimin meets
Jungkook’s gaze and for the first time in a long time, he doesn’t know what the look means.
“Maybe he’s insecure, maybe he wants the confirmation that they feel the same way.”
They both sit there, quiet, staring at each other, each waiting for the other to break first.
Chanyeol break it for them. “Uh, you guys aren’t really talking about me anymore are you?”
“Uh,” he says, like the coherent person he was. He throws Chanyeol a small smile, having the
decency to look a little shamefaced. “But you do love him right?”
“I do.” Chanyeol’s answer is immediate. “I knew I screwed up the minute the words left my mouth
and I deserve him getting mad.”
“I know I said words aren’t all but tell him.” Jungkook trails off, his tone reverted back to soft
hesitance. “Only if you want to.”
“But if you don’t think you’re ready to say those words, then show him you love him and grovel
because you hurt him.” Jimin squeezes Chanyeol’s shoulder softly. “I’m sure he just wants to
know that you two share the same feelings.”
“I know.” Chanyeol scrubs a hand over his face and groans. “I’m going to have to pay for this for
the rest of my life. I don’t think the others are ever going to let this go.”
Jimin laughs, understanding somewhat, having suffered through all the teasing once he told the
others about his relationship with Yoongi. “How are you going to fix things?”
“Flowers?” Chanyeol looks completely lost once again. “And chocolate?”
He exchanges a small, exasperated smile with Jungkook before he turns back to Chanyeol. “I think
that’s a good start but instead of just that, is there anything that’s special for the two of you?”
The rest of the time is spent making plans to woo Chanyeol’s boyfriend back into his arms.
By the time they’re done, Jimin feels he’s had to call on every romantic experience in his life,
feeling equally drained as Jungkook looks.
“What was that earlier?” Chanyeol asks when it’s just the two of them, Jungkook in the toilet.
“What was what?” Jimin cocks his head, trying to play dense once again so his friend would drop
it.
“Alright, alright.” Chanyeol lifts an eyebrow. “Then instead, explain the the overprotective
boyfriend.”
“We’re not boyfriends.” Jimin sighs.
“Sure.” Chanyeol says sarcastically. “And I’m straight.”
“Oh my god.” It’s Jimin’s turn to bury his face into his hands. “You’re bi, so that makes you half
straight.”
“Semantics.” Chanyeol laughs, a little too carefreely now that he’s gotten his problem largely dealt
with. “But he’s acting a little much like a jealous boyfriend for the two of you to just be friends.
Don’t think I didn’t notice the way he purposefully called you away last time.”
“He what?” Jimin shakes his head before Chanyeol can answer. “Nevermind, that’s not the point.
Kook was just worried about me because I fainted from overworking a while ago.”
“How long are the two of you going to pretend you’re friends?”
That one hit a little too close to home.
“Until I believe it.” Jimin manages through clenched teeth.
“That’s not going to happen, Jimin.” Chanyeol snorts. “You know, he knows it, even an outsider
like me can see it.”
“Well then close your eyes.”
“Jimin, please.” Chanyeol grips him by the shoulder and turns him so he’s facing him. “Why are
you hesitating?”
“Because there’s so much to consider, especially when he’s not sure of his own feelings.” Jimin
bats away his friend’s hands. “It’s not just a problem between the two of us. It’s just like you said
before, there’s the band, the fans, and just everyone else that’s going to undoubtedly play a part in
our relationship.”
“I’m telling you this because I experienced the same thing when I first started dating but do it.”
Chanyeol’s hands envelope his. “If you lose him because of hurdles you’re not sure that will even
exist in the first place, you’ll end up regretting things.”
“Back atcha.” Jimin says dryly.
“Touche.”
Jungkook walks back into the room, eyes wide and questioning, as if asking if he missed anything.
Jimin gives him a small shake of his head which has the younger give him a small nod in return.
He’s telling Jungkook that they should probably head but he’s not looking at him anymore, instead
his entire focus is on Jimin’s lap.
Chanyeol smirks at him before he pull his hands away.
Ignoring Chanyeol’s teasing, he repeats what he’s said earlier, grabbing their coats and hugging
Chanyeol goodbye only to get tugged away by Jungkook.
He barely manages to wave at his friend before Jungkook is pushing him out the door while giving
Chanyeol a small bow.
“Kook!” He stops, causing Jungkook to stumble into him. “What’s the rush?”
“It’s nothing.” Jungkook shrugs. “It was just a little uncomfortable in there.”
“That’s why I told you to tell me if you weren’t comfortable.” Jimin sighs. He grabs Jungkook by
the wrist and begins to tow him forwards. “I’m your hyung.”
“I can take care of myself.”

“Oh.” He lets go of Jungkook’s arm.
What more is he supposed to say?
As they make their way home, they’re not holding hands, but Jungkook is so close, their shoulders
brush against each other every step of the way.
Neither of them say anything.
His thoughts are a mess and he’s sure Jungkook’s are just as chaotic.
Was Jungkook hinting at something earlier or was he purely just trying to help Chanyeol out?
Somewhere in his mind, he knows it’s the former but he’s not fully ready to admit it yet.
He wants to hear those three words from Jungkook’s mouth but he also knows that Jungkook’s not
ready to say them and Jimin needs them, despite what he’d told Chanyeol in the end.
Chapter End Notes

crazy for them XD
Next chapter: Jungkook admits he wants to date Jimin (somewhat XD) (ps: im actually
excited for the next chapter tho because i have the fluff in my hands)
Chapter 20
Chapter Summary
It would be so easy to interlock their fingers, his hand fitting under Jungkook’s.
Chapter Notes
Okay I lied. This is the final chapter for the week xD I couldn't leave you guys
hanging~ T_T I promise I'll get to the comments soon~~
Lmao this is for ObsessedTeresa because I fell asleep on her XD
Back to the actual chapter notes: LMAO i was looking through old interviews about
the whole ‘if you were a girl who would you date?’ question and i noticed how jin and
namjoon often chose jimin + how hoseok and taehyung chose each other quite a few
times XD im basing this off a post on tumblr where someone compiled their answers
into a post~ but it’s pretts old, like 2013-2015… XD
They should’ve expected it.
All of them have done so many interviews, the questions rarely varying far from the norm but he
still finds himself worrying when their interviewer asks that one question that he knows many fans
would like to hear.
“If you’re a girl who would you date?” Their interviewer asks, unaware of the panic fluttering
around in Jimin’s chest. “Let’s go around in a circle.”
He almost sighs in relief because from where he’s sitting, at least he wouldn’t be forced to go first.
Namjoon and Jin are forced to go first and he can almost feel the kick Jin gives his boyfriend when
Namjoon answers with his name.
Jimin can’t help but bite down on a giggle when Namjoon tacks on Jin’s name hurriedly in the end
as well, spouting something about Jin being the perfect girlfriend with his personality and what
not.
But despite the glare he sends Namjoon, Jin chooses Jimin as well, saying that Jimin is kind and
gentle, making him blush, burying his face into his hands to hide the rush of embarrassment.
Jimin hides another smile when Taehyung’s answer is J-Hope once again.
Yoongi nudges him on the side when a little giggle bursts out from his lips. He nudges the rapper
back childishly. Yoongi rolls his eyes before he turns his attention to Taehyung.
“Because he’s clean and tidy. Plus, he’s funny so it feels like we can spend everyday smiling and
laughing.”
When their interviewer turns to him, he hesitates.
He remembers how his answer had always been Yoongi but now he flounders for an answer like
fish on land.
Choosing Yoongi would be the easy way out, but he can’t do that to Yoongi.
His eyes meet Jungkook’s across the table.
He sees the way Jungkook fiddles with his headphones and he’s tempted to answer with the
youngest’s name but he buries that answer quickly.
Smiling back at their interviewer, he tries for an energetic tone as he answers with his own name,
making up some lame reason that he doesn’t really remember.
Yoongi, who’s sitting beside him, gives him a little kick under the table.
When he glances at Yoongi, the older just gives him a look that clearly told him no one believed
him, but there’s a smile tugging on the rapper’s lips.
The interviewer believes him so it’s fine.
The giggles erupt when their interviewer turns to Yoongi expectantly, when he sees the disgusted
look on Yoongi’s face smoothing quickly back to impassivity.
Yoongi hesitates before he lamely chooses himself too, spouting some lie about wanting someone
calm and chill like himself as his other half.
His breath hitches when it comes to Jungkook’s turn.
He ignores the way his heart just seems to turn a blind eye to his resolve to treat Jungkook as just a
friend and instead watches Jungkook smile shyly. He catches the way the younger’s hand goes to
touch his hair, a nervous habit Jimin’s noticed that Jungkook has and he wishes his heart would
just stop leaping over hurdles.
“Uh, I’d choose Jimin.” There’s so many emotions running through his head, in those few seconds.
He wants to take that answer for something, he wants it to mean something but god knows none of
them really took the question seriously. It was just nonsense they all made up on the spot.
Jimin could have easily chosen Hoseok and made up an answer but he didn’t want to add oil to any
flames, Taehyung and Hoseok were happy together, he didn’t need fans trying to pull them apart
just because of his careless answer.
He’d answered with his own name, just as Yoongi did, if Jungkook did the same, it’d be too much.
So that left Jungkook with two choices: Jimin or Yoongi.
And he chose Jimin.
That was it.
“He’s really nice to everyone, he keeps treating me to good food. And when he smiles, his eyes are
really pretty. If I were a girl, I’d be one lucky girl if I dated Jimin.” Jungkook finishes quietly.
“Oh, Jimin, you’ve been a pretty popular choice.” Their interviewer crows happily. “What’s your
secret?”
With that, he focuses back on work and tries to calm down his traitorous heart.
He’ll deal with it later.
Later, when he could think straight.
Later, when his head and heart wasn’t up in the clouds.
Later doesn’t come because later is occupied with Jungkook.
And if Jimin is being completely honest, he’d rather have Jungkook occupy all his laters than think
straight.
Their youngest runs into his room, pushing the door aside, eyes wide open and searching until he
sees Jimin staring back at him.
He can almost see the rush of relief in the way Jungkook loses the tense posture from his
shoulders, eyes closing for a second too long.
Jungkook makes his way over to him wordlessly before he pulls him into a hug.
Hoseok shoots him a worried look.
He gives the rapper a small smile and Hoseok takes it as hint, leaving to go to Taehyung’s room.
Jimin doesn’t know what to take of it but he wraps his arms around Jungkook’s waist, a hand
smoothing circles on the small of the younger’s back.
He doesn’t ask but he can tell by Jungkook’s sweat matted hair, it’s another nightmare.
They stay like that until Jungkook’s breath evens out.
“I had a nightmare.” Jungkook says into his hair, arms still wrapped around his shoulders.
He hums in response, letting Jungkook know he was listening.
Jungkook shifts so their positions are more comfortable, pressing his back against the headboard of
Jimin’s bed.
He lets the younger manhandle him into a position which has him on Jungkook’s lap. It’s not
something friends do but he pushes that thought away in favor for resting his head against
Jungkook’s chest.
It would be so easy to interlock their fingers, his hand fitting under Jungkook’s, with the way the
younger has his arm curled around his waist, his other hand resting on his lap, instead, he just
settles his hands on his lap, beside Jungkook’s.
“You were in it.” Jungkook says softly.
“Yeah?” Jimin prompts softly. He presses a little closer, ear against Jungkook’s heart, the rapid
pounding have long become steady thumps that Jimin’s used to.
Any thoughts of maintaining boundaries have long fled from his mind, if he hurts, that’ll be
something he can deal with later.
“We were on a cruise, like the one we went on in Bon Voyage. And then there was this storm and
you—” Jungkook’s voice breaks and Jimin feels the younger’s arm tighten around him “—you fell
overboard. The others wouldn’t let me save you and no matter how much I struggled you kept
getting further away. I called and called for you but you just smiled and just went under like that.”
“It’s just a dream, Jungkookie,” he says, smoothing a hand over Jungkook’s chest. “I’m right here
aren’t I?”
“I know.” Their hands tangle together, Jungkook rubbing the pad of his thumb over his knuckles.
“But it felt too real. I remember screaming and fighting to get to you, that’s a feeling I don’t ever
want to have again.”
His heart clenches uncomfortably.
He feels something coming up to the surface but he can’t name it, it’s like realization but at the
same time, not really.
“You won’t, Kook-ah.” Jimin pulls his hand from Jungkook’s and cups Jungkook’s cheek with his
hands. “I promised that I’ll be by your side, didn’t I?”
For the second time in the week, Jungkook leans into his touch.
In that moment, he doesn’t think about their puzzling relationship but he thinks about his feelings
for Jungkook.
No matter what he said out loud or what he told his friends, he’s sure his feelings for Jungkook
won’t be going anywhere anytime; he loves Jungkook, whether it be past, present or future tense.
He said he’s moving on but no matter how many times he tries, Jungkook is the one he thinks of
when he thinks of love, Jungkook is the one he wants and he doesn’t want that to change.
Pushing Jungkook didn’t lead to any good, so this time, he’ll wait for Jungkook to lead.
He’ll tell Jungkook his feelings one last time and he’ll leave it up to Jungkook.
Later.
For now, he drops his hand and climbs off Jungkook’s lap.
Jungkook’s hands don’t leave his waist the entire time, big hands gripping him by the hips.
“Let’s get some sleep.” He pulls the blankets back and settles it over their legs.
Jungkook obediently lays down, head on the pillow.
He forgoes his own rules and gives in, laying his head on the arm Jungkook splayed out because
it’s Jungkook, he’d do anything for Jungkook.
Almost like habit, Jungkook pulls him in, tucking him underneath his chin. Jimin finds his hands
clutching the fabric of Jungkook’s shirt and he knows there’s no turning back.
He opens his eyes to find Jungkook staring right back at him.
They just lay there, staring at each other until Jimin breaks first.
“Did you mean it?” His voice a quiet whisper. “In the interview.” He adds a little awkwardly to
clarify what he meant.
Jungkook’s hands have somehow found his again.
He waits for an answer as Jungkook starts playing with his hands underneath the covers.
“I did.” Jungkook’s breath fans across his cheeks as he whispers those two words. “And I do.”
“Oh,” Jimin murmurs. “Okay.”
“Okay.”
They lapse into comfortable silence but he knows Jungkook isn’t even close to falling asleep, but
neither is he.
“What about only seeing me only as a hyung?”
“Things’ve changed.” Jungkook answers easily. “All those times when you ignored me, it hurt a
lot. Even when Tae or the other hyungs did that, it didn’t have the same effect. I felt troubled when
they did it but it wasn’t the same gut twisting, heart wrenching pain. You’re special to me and not
just in the way where I prefer you over the others.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.” Jungkook breaks eye contact as soon as the last word leaves his mouth and Jimin knows
they’ve both reached their limit.
He doesn’t press to continue their talk.
“Goodnight, Kookie.” He pulls their joined hands from the blankets and presses a small kiss to the
back of Jungkook’s hand. “Sweet dreams.”
“Goodnight, Jimin-ah.” He feels the kiss pressed to his hair before Jungkook nestles even closer,
so close he can’t see Jungkook’s face anymore.
They’ll be fine and he’s definitely sure of it this time.
Chapter End Notes
THE FLUFF :))) Don't say I'm not nice to y'all XD

crazy for them XD
Next chapter: IDK WHAT HAPPENS EITHER SO LET'S SUFFER TOGETHER :D

Chapter 21
Chapter Summary
Nothing is certain between him and Jungkook but for some reason, he feels something
akin to relief. It’s comfortable and that’s enough for now.
Even though they don’t have time to even breath, at the same time, he feels like he can
breath a lot more easily now.
Soon, he can stop pretending things are okay, stop telling everyone about his fake
progress and smiling that fake smile.
Chapter Notes
I used the excuse of a really angsty fic and bawled my eyes out so I think I'm feeling a
little better (lmao I definitely need better coping methods but what works, works ig)
But here y'all go, a new chapter~
Ngl tho, I think my angst game is slowly decreasing... Like what happened to dat bruh.
Either way, enjoy the calm (before the storm???? maybe)
Neither of them talk about it, it’s not because they don’t want to, it’s because neither of them have
had time to.
There are so many interviews, shows and appearances they have to do, they barely have time to
sleep, let alone talk.
Small, fleeting touches and shy smiles has Jimin biting down on grins dying to come out in the
most inappropriate times.
He bites down on another grin when he catches Jungkook staring at him. It feels infinitely better
when he sees Jungkook chew on his lower lip in effort not to smile.
Fortunately, Jin makes a lame dad joke that he uses in excuse to burst into laughter.
He exchanges a private smile with Jungkook before he turns forward once again.
Nothing is certain between him and Jungkook but for some reason, he feels something akin to
relief. It’s comfortable and that’s enough for now.
Even though they don’t have time to even breath, at the same time, he feels like he can breath a lot
more easily now.
Soon, he can stop pretending things are okay, stop telling everyone about his fake progress and
smiling that fake smile.
“Lunch is here.” Manager Sejin calls out.
Everyone perks up and rushes towards the table of food and like usual, Jimin hangs back, letting
the others go first. He’ll be fine with whatever that’s left over.
“Stop doing that.” Yoongi huffs, before handing him a burger. “If you want something, you have to
be proactive.”
“Why the sudden lecture?” He pouts as he takes the burger. “I’m fine with anything it’s just food.”
“It’s either a burger or a seafood bento.” Yoongi gestures to the table where everything is already
swept clean. “And god knows you don’t like seafood.”
“I don’t like it but I can eat it.” Jimin smiles his thanks anyways. It’s nothing surprising to him,
Yoongi pretends to be cold and aloof when he’s the one who probably cares the most. “It’s not a
big deal.”
“Do you make it your life’s mission for me to worry over you?” Yoongi sighs before giving him a
little nudge in the direction of their break room where all the others were already probably at.
“Just admit you’re worried about me because you love me.” He teases back. “I mean, who
doesn’t?”
“Holly.” Yoongi answers, lips twitching into a smile when Jimin smacks him on the shoulder.
“I love him so much but he just keeps rejecting my love.” He pouts, remembering the last time he’d
went to Daegu to visit Yoongi and his family.
“He knows what’s good for him.” Yoongi shrugs, but Jimin can already see Yoongi’s features
softening at the mention of his beloved dog.
“You’re the worst.”
“Well, I don’t know what the two of you two are talking about but I agree with that.” Jin laughs as
he agrees with Jimin.
“I can’t believe I told the fans I said you guys were my family.” Yoongi grumbles. “And here I
was, trying to be a good person. Never again.”
They all laugh over Yoongi’s dramatics.
He’s about to take a seat beside Taehyung, whose waving him over enthusiastically but Jungkook’s
grip around his wrist stops him from making his way over to his friend.
Jungkook doesn’t say anything but he just tilts his chin to the empty seat beside him.
Sending a little helpless smile at Taehyung, who just grins back knowingly at him, he takes the
seat beside Jungkook.
“What were you and Yoongi talking about?” Jungkook asks.
“Nothing much.” He shrugs, putting down his burger on the table. “He just grabbed lunch for me
because he knew I didn’t like seafood.”
“Oh.” Jungkook sounds a little petulant. “I would’ve gotten you one too but by the time I got there,
everything was gone.”
“It’s fine.” Jimin unwraps his burger and gives Jungkook a small smile. “I’m good with anything.”
“Is a burger even enough for you?” Jungkook looks at his lunch with a small frown. The younger
doesn’t even wait for a response before he keeps talking. “You can have some of my rice and the
fried dumplings.”
Hoseok leans over Jimin, giving him a wink as he passes. “Oh, is Mr. I-hate-sharing voluntarily
offering his food to someone else?”
“Oh, is Jungkook providing ?” Taehyung joins in on the teasing happily, purposely emphasizing
the last word. “That’s a good quality for a boyfr—”
He leans over Hoseok, attempting to muffle the rest of whatever his friend was going to say.
Jungkook groans. “It’s because you guys took everything and Jimin doesn’t eat seafood.”
Hoseok and Taehyung continue with their fun, while Jungkook tries to counter their teasing.
When he looks up, the hyungs are looking back at them fondly, especially Jin, who blows him a
kiss.
He pretends to snatch it from the air and blows one back playfully.
Maybe Chanyeol was right, maybe all those hurdles Jimin had erected in his mind didn’t exist, at
least not all of them.
Looking at the way his bandmates, who were his closest friends and family, he knows they would
support him no matter the number of disagreements they’ve all had from time to time.
He finally gets a little time alone with Jungkook when they’re going back to the dorms, with
everyone else piled into the other car, leaving him and Jungkook in the other one.
Although, Jimin knows Taehyung is probably the one who planned it all with the way his friend
had tugged Yoongi and Hoseok away, mouthing the words ‘good luck’, before either of them could
follow him into the car.
It’s a little over the top but he’s grateful to his friend for giving him that.
Jungkook doesn’t say a thing about it but he knows they’re probably thinking something similar.
The younger doesn’t pull out his ever present headphones and for some reason, it makes Jimin feel
so warm and cozy on the inside. It’s almost as if Jungkook treasures their time together so much, he
doesn’t want something else to get between it.
The silence between them is comfortable but at the same time, it’s nearly vibrating with something
charged, especially with all the things they want to say but have left unsaid.
But he doesn’t say them.
They’re alone together but they’re not really alone, their manager is sitting in the driver’s seat and
he doesn’t dare bring it up.
“Can I come over tonight?” Jungkook asks softly, hand going to comb at his bangs.
“I…” Jimin sneaks a quick glance at Sejin up front. Their manager doesn’t seem to be paying
attention to their conversation and Jimin breathes a sigh of relief. “Why don’t I come over to your
room instead, so Hobi can sleep in his own bed.”
Not that Hoseok or Taehyung minded.
“Sure.” Jungkook agrees readily.
They lapse into a comfortable silence; it’s easy and agreeable. Jimin doesn’t feel the need to
constantly scramble to keep the conversation going.
“Want to listen to music?” Jungkook offers, earphones already pulled out, cracked phone in hand.
He nods and Jungkook scoots closer, thighs touching, his side pressed against his.
He revels in Jungkook’s warmth and he feels a sense of security rush through him.
Maybe it’s the way Jungkook’s arm snakes around the back of his seat or maybe it’s the way
Jungkook leans down and hands him his phone, giving him full reign over his phone.
He enjoys the little time they have together, doing nothing, without cameras following their every
move.
When he settles his head on Jungkook’s shoulder, he knows he’s toeing all the boundaries he’d set
but he doesn’t have it in him to care.
They didn’t work when he tried to set them, they’re not going to work now.
Jungkook stiffens at first but he slowly eases up, his hand going to play with his earlobe.
The rest of the way to the dorm is uneventful and Jimin is extremely grateful.
Sejin opens the door of the van and they both pull away instantly.
“As your manager, I’m not going to intervene between whatever you two have, not yet, but if or
when it goes further than that, please remember you’re idols and keep things private.” Sejin pins
them with a look. “But as your friend and as your hyung, please work things out so the rest of us
can stop guessing around the two of you.”
Jimin flushes at the implications but he nods anyways, hurrying out of the car.
He hears Jungkook stammer a reply before he hurries after him, both of them practically sprinting
back to their dorms.
Jin squints his eyes at them suspiciously. “Why are the two of you blushing?”
Namjoon stops doing whatever he’s doing to stare at them, Hoseok looking over as well.
It makes Jimin feel a little like he’s the bacteria being scrutinized under a microscope.
“What are the two of you hiding from us?” Hoseok wriggles his eyebrows. “Were you two making
out in the car or something?”
He wants to hide his face in his hands and pretend Hoseok never said a word but with half of the
members staring at them, waiting for a response, he knows it’s not possible.
“No.” He’s proud he even managed that single word without his voice cracking. “I just got a little
flushed from running back to the dorms because I wanted to rest and all.”
“Jimin, you’d have been more believable if you didn’t add the last part.” Jin chuckles.
He actually buries his face into his hands as he makes his way past the others.
The others are still laughing at him when he makes it to his room.
Sometimes he just wished he had a better poker face or maybe less gossipy bandmates.
Chapter End Notes

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Next chapter: I think Sejun shows up and Jungkook gets jealous but I'm not 100%
sure~ :D
Chapter 22
Chapter Summary
He wants to hold Jungkook’s hand, he wants to kiss Jungkook, most of all he wants
Jungkook to love him back the way he does.
He’s learnt from the past and he doesn’t want to sacrifice their friendship for
something fleeting. He’s kept it in for so long, he can continue doing it for the sake of
their friendship.
Jungkook is slowly getting there, he knows but it doesn’t mean his chest doesn’t
tighten everytime the younger touches him, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t yearn for more
with every interaction.
Chapter Notes
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“Tae, help me tell Jin I don’t need dinner tonight.” Jimin calls out to his friend, laid out on the
couch, playing some video game with Jungkook.
“Kay.” Taehyung replies lazily.
Knowing Taehyung, he’d probably forget and he fully expects Jin’s text asking him where he’d
went later.
Jungkook looks away from the game and turns to him. “Where are you going? I thought you
weren’t practicing today.”
“I’m not really?” Jimin shrugs as he grabs his wallet from the table. “Sejun invited me over to their
studios, along with the others boys from Victon, so I thought I’d go since we have some free time.”
“Sejun?” Jungkook frowns.
“Oh you’re still talking to that little fanboy of yours?” Taehyung throws him a smirk before subtly
glancing at Jungkook. “I thought you’d’ve stopped after that time.”
“He’s not exactly little.” Jimin says with a small smile. “He’s taller than you, remember?”
“Which makes him taller than you as well.” Taehyung snorts. “Shortie.”
“I’m not a shortie.” He grabs the banana from the table and flings it at his friend, who just catches
it easily. “You guys are just unnecessarily tall giants.”
“You’re just happy you found someone taller than me.” Taehyung throws back playfully. “Now
that you have a new boytoy, you’re—”
Jungkook throws aside his controller, cutting off whatever Taehyung was about to say.
He shoots Jungkook a look, waiting for the younger to say something but he doesn’t, so he turns
back to Taehyung.
“He’s not my boytoy.” He sighs. “Sejun is like a cute younger brother to me.”
“Ya sure about that?” Taehyung snorts once again. “I mean the way he looks at you, does not say
older brother figure.”
He doesn’t know why Taehyung is saying all this in front of Jungkook, especially when it’s not
true but he doesn’t have the time to be arguing over it.
“He doesn’t.” Jimin says as he heads over to where Taehyung was sitting, giving his friend a small
whack on the head before he tugs on his jacket. “Remember to help me tell Jin I’m not going to be
back for dinner.”
“Alright, alright.” Taehyung pushes his hand away and turns back to his game. “Kook, you still
playing?”
“What?” Jungkook blinks, eyes seeming to focus back on Jimin even as Taehyung continues to
punch him on the arm.
“Are you still playing?”
“Oh.” Jungkook shakes his head and gets up from the couch. “You play, I have something to ask
Jimin.”
Taehyung smirks at him when Jungkook has his back turned, wriggling his eyebrows the same
way Hoseok had. Jimin rolls his eyes a little when his friend gestures to Jungkook and gives him a
wink.
Jungkook circles his wrist with one hand and leads him away from the sofa.
He waits for Jungkook to speak up, wondering what the younger wanted to tell him so badly, he’d
stop gaming but it doesn’t come.
They’re just standing there staring at each other until his phone begins to vibrate in his pocket.
It’s a text from the Victon group chat, bombing him with questions about his arrival.
He giggles a little when they all begin sending him stickers, telling him to hurry and come over.
“Kook-ah?” He slips his phone back into his pocket and prompts the younger. “What did you want
to talk about?”
“Why are you going out?” Maybe it’s Jimin’s imagination but Jungkook almost sounds a little
vulnerable.
“It’s as I just told Tae, the boys from Victon invited me to visit them, so I’m crashing their dance
practice.”
“Are we not enough?”
“What?” Jimin frowns at that. “Of course not. I’m just curious about other companies’ dance
practices. Plus Sejunie kept inviting me over, so I felt bad for saying no.”
“Oh.” Jungkook sounds like he has more he wants to say but Jimin’s phone interrupts him.
Silencing his phone quickly, he smiles at Jungkook. “I’ll be back soon, Kookie. I promised
remember?”
Jungkook smiles a little at that before he nods.
He ruffles the younger’s hair before he turns to put on his shoes.
One last smile and he leaves the dorms.
He doesn’t spend the entire way to Victon’s dance studios thinking about the way Jungkook’s grip
tightened around his wrist or the way Jungkook’s brow furrowed a little more when he mentioned
Sejun’s name.
Despite the number of times he’s met up with the boys from Victon, they never cease to remind
him of little puppies.
The boys from Victon are so cute and bubbly, it makes him he forget that they’re not much
younger than he is.
“Remember when we finally got to meet you guys in person?” Hanse asks, leaning towards him.
Jimin nods, remembering the feeling of accomplishment having someone look up to them so much.
“Sejun was so nervous he could barely smile!” Byungchan laughs happily, making fun of his
bandmate.
“That wasn’t it.” Sejun tries to defend himself but his red cheeks give him away. “And don’t
pretend you weren’t freaking out when you saw V.”
He giggles when Byungchan stumbles over his words.
Giving Byungchan a sly smile, he says, “I’ll be sure to tell Tae about it.”
Sejun leans against his shoulder, head thrown back as he laughs. “You’re the best.”
“I know.” Jimin says dryly.
That has the others laughing again.
“Meeting you guys were definitely a dream come true.” Hanse says with a kind smile on his face.
“I think it’ll definitely be something we remember for a long time.”
He resists the urge to coo at the younger boy. “It was fun meeting you guys, even the others said
so.”
“But Jungkook was a lot more different that I expected.” Sejun comments lightly.
“What do you mean?” Jimin tilts his head a little, waiting for the younger to explain.
“He just seemed a bit intimidating and quiet compared to how I usually see him in videos with
you.” Sejun says with a thoughtful tone. “I didn’t mean it in an offensive way, I just meant that in
the videos I’ve seen, when I was monitoring you, he always seemed so touchy feely and so smiley.
But when we first saw him he seemed a bit… cold?”
Jimin laughs again at how flustered Sejun was, trying to explain. “Kook may seem that way to
people in the first place but it’s because he’s shy.”
“He was shy?” Byungchan looks up from his spot sprawled on the floor, head propped up by his
hand.
“Despite him always trying to out hyung us, he’s just a shy bun.” Jimin smiles, thinking about
Jungkook. “Whenever he meets new people, it takes him a little while to warm up to people. And
then because of that shyness, he sometimes comes off a little cold or daunting but I promise you
guys, he’s just a muscle pig who's good at everything.”
“Does he know you talk about him so affectionately?” Byungchan teases him.
He leans over to flick the younger lightly on the head. “Don’t pretend I don’t hear you talking
about Subin the same way.”
“It’s not exactly the same.” Byungchan makes a face and shrugs. “I’m a doting hyung while you’re
saying it more like a—”
Sejun slaps a hand over Byungchan’s mouth.
But the younger has said enough for Jimin to understand.
“I’m so sorry, Jimin.” Sejun apologizes quickly. “We didn’t mean to imply anything, Byungchan
doesn’t really have a brain to mouth filter.”
“It’s alright, Sejunie.” Jimin gives the younger a smile, after seeing the worried expression on
Sejun’s face. “I don’t mind.”
He tries to keep the same atmosphere going but his thoughts wander. If the others from Victon
notice it, they don’t mention it.
“I should go.” Jimin sighs when his phone begins to vibrate with texts. “My bandmates are nagging
at me to go back to the dorms.”
“Thank you for coming to see us.” Sejun says sincerely. “We really appreciate you taking time out
of your schedule for us.”
“You can stop thanking me everytime we hang out.” Jimin ruffles Sejun’s hair fondly. “We’re
friends and it makes sense for me to want to hang out with you guys.”
Byungchan and Sejun pull him into a hug, the former murmuring apologies, the latter just pulling
him in tighter.
Hanse joins in a little later, complaining about them leaving him out.
It takes him a while but he finally extracts himself from the tangled limbs.
Just as he makes his way out of the dance studio, he gets a call from Jungkook.
He sighs softly before he takes the call. “Hey Kookie.”
“Hi.” Jungkook answers. “Where are you?”
“I’m leaving the studio.”
“I’m here.”
“You’re here?” Jimin pulls the strap of his bag more securely over his shoulder. “What do you
mean you’re here?”
Surely Jungkook didn’t mean he was outside the building, waiting for him.
“I’m outside, come out when you’re ready.” That’s all Jungkook says before he hangs up, leaving
Jimin a tad confused.
He hurriedly stuffs his phone back into his pocket before he rushes outside.
And there Jungkook was, black hoodie tugged over his head, mask in place.
Sometimes he wonders if Jungkook knew he was a perfectly capable adult who could take care of
himself.
He sees the way Jungkook’s eyes crinkle happily when he sees him and he can’t help but give in
and send Jungkook a fond smile, waving back.
“I thought you were hanging out with Yugyeom and the others tonight.” Jimin bumps his shoulder
into Jungkook’s as they make their way back to the dorms.
“I just left a little earlier.” Jungkook shrugs easily. “We weren’t even doing much anyways.”
“Ah, I see.” He’s not going to lie, but he’s a little disappointed. At the same time, he knows it
probably means something with Jungkook coming out of his way to pick him up. “What did you
guys do?”
“Nothing much.” Jungkook slows down, the younger matching his pace to Jimin’s. “We were
going to go bowling but Yugs wasn’t up for it, so we just hung out at his dorm.”
“That sounds pretty laid back,” Jimin says softly. “But we pretty much did the same thing.”
“Really?” Jungkook sounds a little interested in what he’s saying.
“Yeah, Byungchan likes dancing to girl group songs like you and Hobi do, so we did that as well
but in the end we just chatted.”
“Byungchan?” Jungkook furrows his brow, probably trying to remember who Byungchan was.
“The one who latched onto Tae when we took a group photo?”
“Oh, him.” Jungkook nods. “I remember him gushing over Tae.”
“You should join me next time.” Jimin suggests. “They’d probably like you, you guys are pretty
similar in age, 97-ers. Speaking of that, Sejunnie said you were intimidating. Can you believe it?
You, intimidating?”
He laughs at that, bent over from giggling so hard.
“I can be intimidating sometimes, when I want to be.” Jungkook huffs.
“Alright, alright.” Jimin straightens up. “I’ll believe you, my pouty baby.”
“I’m not.” Jungkook whines.
They continue like that the rest of the way back.
It’s comfortable, it’s easy, it’s them.
But Jimin selfishly wants more.
He wants to hold Jungkook’s hand, he wants to kiss Jungkook, most of all he wants Jungkook to
love him back the way he does.
He’s learnt from the past and he doesn’t want to sacrifice their friendship for something fleeting.
He’s kept it in for so long, he can continue doing it for the sake of their friendship.
Jungkook is slowly getting there, he knows but it doesn’t mean his chest doesn’t tighten everytime
the younger touches him, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t yearn for more with every interaction.
He knows he took one step forward only to take three steps back but those three steps mean he gets
to have some part of Jungkook. It took so long to build back this level of comfort, he doesn’t want
to lose this again. Having a bit of Jungkook was always going to be more preferable than to not
having any part of him at all. Both options hurt like hell but not having Jungkook at all would be
torture.
So he just smiles and sticks his hand into his pocket, ignoring the urge to take Jungkook’s hand in
his.
Chapter End Notes

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Chapter 23
Chapter Summary
He doesn’t drool over the way Jungkook’s muscles strain against his flimsy white t
shirt.
He doesn’t because Park Jimin doesn’t drool, he melts pathetically.
“Careful,” Jungkook says, voice low and gentle as he pulls him up into a sitting
position.
He knows the rest of his bandmates are probably watching his every move but he
doesn’t care, it’s a little hard to when Jungkook is treating him so gently.
Chapter Notes
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Jungkook sticks to him the rest of the night, hovering like a satellite, until Jimin gives the
younger’s hand a little squeeze.
“Want to go bed?” Jimin asks softly, turning away from the television.
Jungkook nods and Jimin untangles his legs from under Taehyung’s thigh.
The younger gets up from the couch first, before pulling Jimin to his feet.
“Night.” Taehyung calls out drowsily from Hoseok’s shoulder.

“Goodnight.” Jimin answers back, giving Taehyung a small pat on the head. He grins at Hoseok.
“You two can sleep in the room tonight but please don’t do anything on my bed.”
He dodges out of the way as Hoseok tries to land a smack on him, still grinning when Jungkook
pulls him to his bedroom.
Jimin climbs up the ladder first, easily settling on the side closer to the wall, Jungkook following
behind him closely.
Jungkook settles beside him and for a few minutes, they just lie there quietly.
He never really liked the low ceiling in Jungkook’s room, with the bed so high up, he couldn’t
really do much but squirm around. It always felt like there wasn’t really an escape route he could
take, being stuck between the wall, the low ceiling and Jungkook’s bulk.
“Kookie-ah,” he says softly. “Are you still awake?”
“Yeah.” Jungkook’s voice is clear.
“I don’t want to rush you, but are you ready?” Jimin keeps his eyes focused onto the ceiling.
Ready to define their relationship, ready to end the guessing games, ready to put Jimin out of his
misery, ready to say those three words back.
He knows he doesn’t need to spell things out for Jungkook to understand what his question by the
way Jungkook stiffens before he turns to face him.
“Almost.”
“Okay.” He accepts the answer because what else can he do? He said he’d give Jungkook time and
this is him giving Jungkook time.
A part of him wants to tell Jungkook to take his time, no pressure, but he can’t find it in himself to
say it outloud. It wouldn’t be true and he’s lied so much recently, he doesn’t need to add another
one to the list.
“Why are you always with Victon nowadays?” Jungkook sounds a little weird, almost pouty.
“They’re cute and they’re my friends.” Jimin finally stops staring at the ceiling and shifts so his
body is facing Jungkook. “I spend time with the just like you spend time out with Yugyeom.”
Jungkook frowns. “It doesn't feel the same.”
“How?” Jimin asks.
“I don’t know.” Jungkook settles a hand over his waist and Jimin instantly feels the warmth seep
through his thin t-shirt. “It just feels a little like you’re replacing me with that Sejun guy. Lately,
you’ve been going on about Sejun this, Sejun that and it just makes me feel like you like him
more.”
“Jungkook-ah, I’m not.” Jimin settles a hand over the nape of Jungkook’s neck, swiping his thumb
soothingly over the small area. “You and Sejun are two different people. I only see him as a
younger brother.”
“You said the same thing about me and look at us now.”
He didn’t expect Jungkook to bring up their uncertain relationship and now that the younger did,
the unexpected makes him hesitate.
“You’re my exception, Kook-ah.” Jimin says softly. “You’ve always been the exception.”
Jimin moves to pull his hand back from Jungkook’s neck when Jungkook doesn’t say anything in
response but the younger stops him before he can pull it back to his side, tangling their fingers
together.
“Oh. I, uh...” Jungkook turns his gaze to their hands, playing with Jimin’s fingers as he speaks. “I
like being your exception.”
“Thank you for saying that, Kookie.” Jimin smiles.
He thinks that’s progress.
It’s not exactly what he wants but it’s getting there, they’re getting there.
One more day turns into a week, then turns into a month, until Jimin loses track of counting down
the days of almost.
Comebacks are busy and whenever they have time to rest, everyone's a little relieved, even if they
don’t admit it out loud.
Yoongi never fails to complain about the choreo whenever they have to perform their song but the
rapper moans and grumbles about it with a small smile on his face.
“Namjoon-ah, can you get me a cup of water?” Jin asks while he’s sprawled over the couch,
everyone else piled over each other, all too tired to move.
“Get me one as well please.” Jimin requests from under Hoseok. “My throat feels drier than
sandpaper.”
“I would but I don’t think I can feel my legs anymore.” Namjoon tries to sound apologetic but they
know he’s just too tired to get up from the sofa.
“It’s the perfect opportunity to show how great of a boyfriend you are, Joon.” Yoongi teases.
“I’ll go." Jungkook offers, pushing Taehyung off his shoulder.
Jimin smiles his thanks at the youngest, too tired to do anything more.
Jungkook returns the smile before he makes his way to the kitchen.
“See, Joon.” Jin pouts petulantly. “You should be like Jungkook. He’s being a good boyfriend and
he’s getting water for Jimin.”
“Well, he’s technically getting some for you as well, so there’s no reason for me to go as well.”
Namjoon sighs softly, but nonetheless, he touches Jin on the face gently. “Don’t frown, baby.”
It’s then does Jin’s words register in Jimin’s mind.
“He’s not my boyfriend.”
Jin turns his head enough so their eyes meet. “What?”
“Jungkook isn’t my boyfriend.” The first time he says those words out loud, he doesn’t think about
them but when he repeats it, they feel a lot heavier than he likes.
“Not yet.” Hoseok points out.
“Seriously and here I was trying to respect your privacy for nothing.” Jin huffs. “Then why are you
two sleeping in the same room so often? I thought you two were doodle-bopping with Hoseok
always escaping to Tae and Yoongi’s room.”
“Oh god.” Yoongi complains. “I never thought I’d hear the words ‘doodle-bopping’ in a somewhat
serious conversation concerning two grown men that are supposedly having sex.”
“I never thought I’d be in love with a man and look where we are.” Jin retorts.
Jungkook comes back just as Jin finishes speaking and Jimin hopes and prays that the younger
didn’t hear their conversation.
Jungkook doesn’t say a word, hands Jin a cup before making his way back to Jimin with the other.
Hoseok is shoved off of him in a blink of an eye, Jungkook barely batting an eyelash as he pushes
the rapper off of Jimin.
He doesn’t drool over the way Jungkook’s muscles strain against his flimsy white t shirt.
He doesn’t because Park Jimin doesn’t drool, he melts pathetically.
“Careful,” Jungkook says, voice low and gentle as he pulls him up into a sitting position.
He knows the rest of his bandmates are probably watching his every move but he doesn’t care, it’s
a little hard to when Jungkook is treating him so gently.
Jungkook’s gaze is focused on him the entire time.
His hand trembles a little when he brings the cup to his lips.
Like a cliche romance drama, Jungkook’s thumb finds his way to the corner of his mouth, when a
drop of water escapes.
His eyes snap to Jungkook’s in an instant but the younger’s intense gaze is focused on his lips.
Jimin isn’t sure how much time passes with them staring at each other like that but the one thing
he’s sure of is that he’d have pressed forward and kissed Jungkook if it weren’t for Hoseok
interrupting with a groan.
“Did you have to push me onto the floor?” Hoseok grumbles, making no move to get up from his
position sprawled half off the sofa.
Jungkook jerks his hand away as if burnt and Jimin feels a little pang in his heart, he isn’t sure if
it’s from the absence of Jungkook’s touch or if it’s from the way it happens.
“Sorry.” Jungkook apologizes but makes no move to turn to the dancer.
Jin throws his slipper at Hoseok, clearly displeased. “You ruined it.”
It doesn’t take a genius to understand what Jin meant and Jimin’s face burns in embarrassment.
Jungkook either doesn’t seem to hear it or maybe he just ignores it, he remains in his spot, eyes
fixed on Jimin’s face.
“I’m going to sleep.” Yoongi sighs. “No one wake me up unless the dorm is on fire.”
Jimin shifts, putting enough space between him and Jungkook that they’re not pressed together
anymore.
“Not even if Namjoon locks himself in the toilet again?” Taehyung asks with an amused twinkle in
his eye, gleefully reminding everyone of the time Namjoon had broke the handle of their bathroom
and locked himself inside without a phone for two hours, until Jungkook had found him and had to
call for Yoongi.
“If that happens call Sejin or someone.” Yoongi gets to his feet with a grunt. “Anyone who wakes
me up will die in my hands.”
Jin snorts at the sound but gets to his feet as well. “But I thought we were your nap- kin .”
It takes a while for their tired minds to wrap around the lame joke, but when they get it, groans
echo around the room.
One by one, they slowly retire to their rooms, any extra energy they have, drained dry from their
busy comeback schedules, until it’s just him, Jungkook and Taehyung left.
Taehyung gets to his feet but he doesn’t make a move to his room, instead he just stands there.
“What is it Tae?” Jimin asks, knowing there’s something his friend wants to say to them, or else he
wouldn’t be standing there.
“Just when are you two going to get your shit together?”
“Tae.” He’s not exactly admonishing his friend but the seriousness in his tone has his friend
dropping the finger he’s pointing in their direction.
He doesn’t need Taehyung to be saying anything in front of Jungkook. They were already on
fragile ground, he’s terrified that anything more and the ground will crumble underneath their feet.
“It’s been 3 months.” Taehyung grumbles. “I’m so tired of seeing you—”
“Taehyung.” His voice comes out a little sharp but he doesn’t take it back. Instead he just softens
his voice. “Taehyung-ah, we’ll figure it out soon, okay?”
He watches his friend sucks in a breath, evidently trying to calm himself.
“Fine.” Taehyung pouts. “Later?”
Jimin nods, flashing a small smile at his friend, hoping it’s enough of an apology.
Taehyung returns the smile before he heads off as well.
He waits until Taehyung closes the door to his and Yoongi’s room before he turns to Jungkook.
“It’s Tae,” Jimin says in explanation, a wryly smile on his face. “He’s protective and just lets the
words out sometimes. You don’t have to take his words to heart.”
Jungkook nods. “I understand.”
He gets up from the couch, stretching his aching limbs. “I should probably go to bed as well. Are
you going to stay up?”
“Nah.” Jungkook comes to a stand beside him, rolling his shoulders.
He can see the way the younger reaches towards him, obviously wanting to ask him something but
Jimin is a coward.
If it was Jungkook asking to sleep together again, he’s doesn’t think he can take it, warm, strong
arms wrapped around him, letting him believe in some twisted dream that Jungkook was his and he
was Jungkook’s.
“Goodnight Kookie.” Jimin hurriedly interrupts before Jungkook can even open his mouth.
He doesn’t look back as he flees.
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Chapter 24
Chapter Summary
“I want to tell him I love him too but every time I open my mouth, I’m scared. What if
we do end up in a relationship, I’ll have him all but what happens if we aren’t forever?
He’s always been there, I can’t and I don’t want to think about life without him. I’m
not ready for it, I’m not ready for change.”
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Maybe it’s because they’re all drained from finishing up with comebacks, emotions and tempers on
short leashes, no one is surprised when Yoongi blows up once again.
But they’re surprised about what Yoongi chooses to lose his temper over.
“For fucks sake, when are you two going to stop dancing around each other?”
It’s obvious who Yoongi’s yelling at.
Jungkook shrinks back a little but he stays in his spot, in front of Jimin, hoping that would
somehow block out some of Yoongi’s anger from reaching Jimin.
“Yoongi…” Namjoon says in attempt to soothe the rapper.

“No, I think I agree with Yoongi.” Hoseok cuts in with his own opinion. “It’s been months, we’re
tired of watching you two dance around each other, suffering from unspoken feelings. We’re sick
of watching the two of you hurting unnecessarily.”
A bitter part of him wants to bite back that Hoseok is doing the same thing with his best friend but
he keeps quiet about it.
“We’re working things out.” Jimin speaks up.
“Really?” Taehyung lifts an eyebrow. “Is that why I found you crying in the toilet at three in the
morning?”
“Kim Taehyung.” Jimin admonishes his friend, voice sharp.
He knows his friend is trying to help, he knows but he doesn't appreciate his friend throwing him
under the bus like that.
It makes him too vulnerable in front of Jungkook.
“Although I agree with the others,” Jin interrupts. “But this isn’t the time for it. This is Jungkook
and Jimin’s personal problem, we shouldn’t be airing it out like dirty laundry.”
“Jeon Jungkook follow me.” Yoongi gestures.
“Yoongi…” This time Jimin tries to appease Yoongi’s temper. “You know this isn’t his fault. It’s
mine—”
“No.” Yoongi doesn’t even bother turning to him. “This stops today or so help me.”
Jimin sends the youngest a helpless smile.
It’s stopped being their problem when it affects the band.

There’s nothing Jungkook can do but follow the rapper to his room.
“Namjoon and Jin,” Jimin pleads. “Could you please?”
Jimin doesn’t even need to finish his question before the couple nods almost in sync, moving
towards Yoongi’s room as well.
Taehyung levels him with a look before Hoseok grabs ahold of his arms and drags him into their
shared room.
“Talk to us, Chim.” Taehyung says as soon as he settles on the edge of Hoseok’s bed.
“It’s just like I said, we’re working things out.”
“Be honest with us. You’ve been there listening to my every insecurity and all my problems so
please, please tell me when you’re hurting. Let me in.” Taehyung pleads. “I’m tired of seeing you
cry by yourself. I hate watching you sacrifice so many things for Jungkook, to ignore your own
feelings just so Jungkook feel at ease but most of all, I hate helplessly standing on the sidelines
when you blame yourself for whatever you have with Jungkook turn sour.” Taehyung lifts a hand
before Jimin can even open his mouth. “And don’t say this is all your fault, being in love with
someone is no one’s fault.”
“I just…” Jimin runs a hand through his hair, frustrated that the words don’t seem to get out the
way he wants them to. “I feel like I want so much from him, I expect too much. I keep flip flopping
between wanting to let things go completely and not. I just can’t blame him for anything because
this isn’t anyone’s fault. Or maybe it’s mine, I don’t know.”
Taehyung climbs over to his bed, settling on his left, while Hoseok sits down on his right.
“Chim.” Taehyung holds out his arms and Jimin take it as his cue to let his best friend wrap him in
his arms. “My poor baby.”
“Tae, I’m sorry I yelled at you before.” he mumbles into Taehyung’s shoulder. “But I’m so
confused. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do anymore.” His best friend strokes hair, fingers
combing lightly. “I want to be patient and wait for him to be ready, to be sure so it doesn’t end up
hurting him or the band. But I feel so insecure and it hurts so much. I thought I could move on and
put him behind me, but everytime I try, it just seems to remind me time and time again that I can’t.
I can’t move on when Jungkook is always there and I just love him so much, I hate myself. I hate
myself for dragging everyone down with me but I don’t know how to stop.”
“You’re not dragging anyone down.” Taehyung coos softly.
“Sure.” Jimin bites out sarcastically. “I’m sure this isn’t the reason why everyone is spending the
rare time off we get fretting over me, the reason why everyone’s treating me with kids gloves.”
Taehyung pulls away and pinches him on the cheeks, hard. “You stop that right now, Park Jimin.”
“Taehyung is right.” Hoseok agrees. “You’re not dragging anyone down. I’d like to believe you’d
do the same thing for us if we ever faced anything similar.”
“Of course!” Jimin exclaims a little too eagerly when he remembers the lovestruck look Hoseok
aims at Taehyung all the time.
“He has feelings for you, Jimin.” Hoseok says gravely, hand rubbing gently over his thigh. “You
know he does.”
“I know.” Jimin knows, he does. “I just selfishly want more than that. I keep wanting and wanting
more every time he gives in to me and then I want more and more.” Jimin picks at a loose thread of
his shirt. “Here I am dreaming about a forever with him but he’s doesn’t even know if he wants an
us temporarily. I can’t give my heart away for something uncertain, I don’t think I’ll survive when
he ends up not wanting it.”
“Just give him a little time to realize his own feelings.” Taehyung suggests. “He’ll come to you
when he’s ready.”
It’s not like Jimin really had another choice.
“Why are you two still doing this frustrating dance around each other?” Yoongi practically growls
out the question.
Jungkook grimaces at the anger he feels radiating off Yoongi in waves. “I’m not a hundred percent
certain of my own feelings?”
“If you don’t love him, then explain to me, why the fuck did you cry when Jimin got a death
threat? You stuck to him without even leaving his side the entire time. You were so worried about
it, it made the rest of us look as if we didn’t even care in comparison. You’re jealous whenever
Jimin takes interest in other guys. He's the one you go to whenever you need help and—” Yoongi
sits down roughly on his bed, gesturing for Jungkook to do the same. “Jimin is a patient person but
he’s human. He’s been in love with you for 3 years, there’s a limit of what he can take. I didn’t let
him go for you to—”
Yoongi huffs frustratedly, rubbing a hand over his face.
“Yoongi…?” He prompts gingerly.
“He’s always been your only exception. I’ve watched you since debut, I know you.” Yoongi says a
lot more calmly. “Don’t even deny it because I can list a handful of examples just from the top of
my head.”
Jungkook doesn’t deny it because he knows Yoongi wouldn’t bother lying to him. The rapper had
never really tried to mince or soften his word, he’s blunt and straight to the point most of the time
and if Yoongi thinks he needs to hear what he’s saying, then he probably does.
“I don’t really know what to do.” Jungkook admits, just as Namjoon and Jin walk in.
“What are you two doing in here?” Yoongi asks but not unkindly.
“Jimin sent us in, scared you’d bully his baby bunny.” Jin says teasingly before dropping down on
Yoongi’s bed.
Namjoon takes the chair and drags it over, before settling down in front of them, forming a half
circle. “I don’t think we’re at a position to tell you what to do and what not to do because we’re not
a hundred percent sure of things but we’re here if you need to ask questions or if there’s anything
you want to talk about.”
“Why don’t you tell us about things with Jimin?” Jin asks softly. “I promise we won’t judge, right
Yoongi?”
“I never judged him.” Yoongi mutters under his breath. “I was just trying to get him to pull his
head out of his ass.”
“Anyways.” Jin says pointedly, ignoring Yoongi and focuses back on him. “We’re family, so tell
us, JK. Anything, so we can move on and so the two of you can stop unknowingly hurt each other.”
There’s no running anymore, so he talks.
“I love him.” The words come out a lot easier than he expects them to but he’s thought them so
many times, it’s not surprising either. “But I just keep hurting him again and again. And he just
accepts it with a smile. God, when he told me he was in love with me and I just said I wasn’t sure
how I felt, his entire face just—”
He stops abruptly, stomach twisting into knots once again when he recalls the hurt in Jimin’s eyes,
the way it crumbled.
The others stay quiet, letting him calm down and continue. Jin soothing a hand down his back.
“I just don’t want to hurt him again.” He continues telling his hyungs about his feelings for Jimin,
he tells them his fears, he tells them his reasons for hesitating and he knows they’ll accept them
because they’re family. “I want to tell him I love him too but every time I open my mouth, I’m
scared. What if we do end up in a relationship, I’ll have him all but what happens if we aren’t
forever? He’s always been there, I can’t and I don’t want to think about life without him. I’m not
ready for it, I’m not ready for change.”
“In my opinion, I think it’s reasonable to have those thoughts.” Namjoon says with a thoughtful
frown on his face. “Maybe you’re a little confused because you haven’t really had the time or
chance to experience romantic relationships the way we did.”
“Stop pretending as if you’re a million years old.” Jin snorts. “We’re just a few years apart.”
“It’s because of that difference, we got to experience crushes and first loves like normal people but
it’s a little different for Jungkook.” Namjoon explains. “Plus, it’s just as Jungkook said, Jimin has
always been a older brother figure to him, it’s hard to suddenly see him in a different way.”
“It’s been months.” Yoongi says dryly. “But I guess that makes sense. Although I do agree with
whatever mumbo jumbo Joon just spouted, I think you should try doing somethings that actively
help you see him differently, maybe like dates or whatever.”
Jungkook nods.
“I had the same thoughts when I first started dating Jin, you know?” Namjoon smiles softly.
Jin coos softy, entwining his hands with Namjoon’s. “I did too.”
“I had to take so many things into consideration at that time,” Namjoon says, running his thumb
absently over Jin’s knuckles. “The band first and foremost. I knew you guys would accept it but
even so, I knew it would change the dynamics of the band and even if I hated thinking about it, I
had to consider how things would turn out if our relationship fell apart.”
“We talked about it.” Jin shares a small smile with Namjoon. “We talked about all the what ifs and
all the troubles we had and we faced them together, so right now, I think you should talk to Jimin,
sit down with him and tell him all your worries. Although Jimin is short tempered and can be rash
sometimes, he’ll listen to you, he always has and he always will.”
“I know.” Jungkook’s voice is soft but it’s firm because he knows how true it is.
“I’m just saying,” Jin says with a small tilt of his head. “But isn't this a little weird for you guys?”
“What do you mean?” Namjoon asks.
“Yoongi is Jimin’s ex and here he is, encouraging JK to go for him.” Jin gestures to Yoongi sitting
calmly on his bed and shrugs. “I don’t think I could do that.”
Jungkook knows how much it takes for Yoongi to push him towards Jimin, especially knowing
that the rapper probably still had feelings for Jimin.
“Well it’s because I’m not a child.” Yoongi snarks back without malice.
Jin makes a face and squabbles back indignantly, pulling Namjoon into the fray.
All the while, Jungkook sits there considering Yoongi’s words.
Maybe a date would be a good idea.
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Chapter 25
Chapter Summary
His hands splayed across Jungkook’s muscular chest, with every intention of shoving
the younger away. Even if he knows Jungkook doesn’t feel the same way for him, he
couldn’t resist.
Chapter Notes
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Jimin is grateful for his band members, who are the closest family he could ever want at this point,
but now that they’ve left, bringing their loud bickering and their reassuring smiles with them, it’s
just him and Jungkook.
He ventures out of his room to see Jungkook waiting for him in the living room, fingers fiddling
with the buttons on his camera.
Wordlessly, he makes his way beside Jungkook, settling on the sofa, leaving enough space
between them that they’re not touching.
From the corner of his eye, he sees Jungkook looking at him but Jimin keeps his eyes determinedly
focused on the television.
He recognizes the korean drama but nothing registers in his mind aside from that.
“Jimin hyung?” Jungkook’s voice hesitant as he calls for him.
He answers without turning to the younger. “Yeah?”

“Are you mad at me?”
Jimin hates how he’s the one who has Jungkook sounding so vulnerable. “No, I’m not.”
“Then why won’t you look at me when you talk.” Jungkook sounds frustrated and Jimin wants to
turn to look at him and to smooth a finger between the younger’s furrowed brow.
“I’m not, Kook-ah, I promise.” He turns to face the younger. “I’m just embarrassed. We— I put
everyone in an awkward place and I just don’t know how to face you guys after this.”
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed over.” Jungkook’s words are firm as he puts aside his camera.
‘
“I know.” Jimin shrugs. “But still, to have even Tae Tae worry over me.”
“So what?” Jungkook stands up before moving to kneel before him. “Just because you’re a few
months older, does not mean Taehyung can’t worry about you, nor does it mean that you have to
have everything in order. Although it’s a little preposterous of me to say this, but having feelings
for someone is not an embarrassing thing.”
“Jungkook-ah.” Jimin pleads.
He doesn’t know what he wants but he knows that he finally understands the meaning to feel so far
from so close.
The younger reaches up to cup a hand over his cheek and his other hand goes to cover Jimin’s
hand. “Remember when we went to the amusement park and Jin hyung made all of us go through
the haunted house?”
He doesn’t understand what Jungkook is getting at but he nods anyways.
“Remember I said that I’d protect you?” Jungkook keeps eye contact the entire time he talks. With
those doe eyes trained on him, Jimin can’t bear to look away. “I’ll always protect you, Jimin, from
everyone else and everything to the best of my abilities. I know you don’t trust that right now—”
“That’s not it.” Jimin cuts in. “I never doubted that, Kook-ah.”
“Oh.” Jungkook looks surprised.
“I never will. You’re Jeon Jungkook and I love him.” He gives the younger’s hand a small
squeeze, pairing it with a small smile. “You are my exception, remember Kookie?”
Jungkook surges upwards without a word of notice and their lips meet.
Like desire and something akin to love.
He sits there frozen for a moment until he feels Jungkook’s hand cup the back of his neck, pulling
him even closer.
His hands splayed across Jungkook’s muscular chest, with every intention of shoving the younger
away. Even if he knows Jungkook doesn’t feel the same way for him, he couldn’t resist.
Like the smitten idiot he is, he pushes it all aside and kisses Jungkook back, hungry and desperate.
His fingers dig into Jungkook’s shoulder as the younger runs fingers gently up and down his spine.
The heat engulfs him just like the scent of Jungkook until the only thing Jimin can think of is
Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook.
They pull apart but Jungkook doesn’t let him go too far, the hand on the base of Jimin’s neck
keeping him just a breath away.
Jimin takes a shaky breath, hands still clenched tightly around Jungkook’s t-shirt.
It’s a little hard to think with Jungkook’s hands on him, breath against his cheek.
Jungkook leans in, their foreheads pressed against each other.
His breath hitches when Jungkook gently caresses his cheek with a thumb.
“I’m terrified.” Jungkook says, voice barely more than a whisper. “When the fans ask me what I’m
scared of, I say bugs because admitting my deepest fear out loud makes it true. What scares me the
most is losing you.”
“You won’t.” Jimin tries to keep his voice firm but it wavers. “I promise.”
“No, I know that.” Jungkook seems to swallow before he keeps speaking. “But I don’t think I can
bear knowing how it feels to have you completely and then lose you. I don’t think I can ever give
you up like Yoongi did. It’s easier to pretend I don’t love you, then to have you only to have to give
you up.”
Jimin unwraps his fingers from Jungkook’s shirt to wrap his arms around the younger’s neck.
Jungkook loves him.
Jeon Jungkook loves him. Him, Park Jimin.
“You love me?” He knows it’s not the right time for those questions but he can’t help it.
“I do.” Jungkook admits. “I love you. I think I’ve been in love with you the moment I saw you.”
Jimin combs his fingers through the younger’s hair, feeling he can do anything he wants in the
world.
“I can’t see the future.” Jimin pulls far away enough to look Jungkook in the eyes. “I can’t say we
will be each other’s forever but what I can say is that I won’t let go of you if you don’t want me to,
that I will be by your side forever because we’re Jimin and Jungkook.”
Jungkook doesn’t say anything but the tears swimming in his eyes tells Jimin everything he needs
to know.
Jimin gives Jungkook a watery smile, a real genuine smile.
Jungkook pulls him into another kiss, his lips brush softly against his.
Slow and soft, telling him everything he needed in a way words couldn’t.
And Jimin is happy, so happy his chest feels like it’s ready to burst.
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Chapter 26
Chapter Summary
“It wasn’t your fault.” Jungkook says the words with the utmost seriousness, in a way
Jimin doesn’t have it in him to believe anything else. “Don’t you ever say that. It’s
because of you, I finally found the courage to admit what I’ve always known.”
He blink up at Jungkook. “And what is it?”
“That I love you.” Those words are whispered so earnestly but they sound as if
Jungkook screamaed them loudly on the rooftop. “That you’re the love of my life.”
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They don’t talk about the kiss, but it goes without saying that they have feelings for each other.
But things are different this time.
They hold hands, they test out as many cheesy nicknames as they can, watching as the others
contort their faces into mock grimaces. ‘Baby’ is surprisingly the one that sticks and so does
“Jimin-ssi’.
Every night without fail, Jungkook wraps a large hand around his wrist and tows Jimin into his
room. Sometimes they talk, sometimes they just cuddle and sometimes they just fall asleep
wrapped up in each other as soon as their heads touch the pillow.
When they talk, it’s about everything and anything.
Jungkook tells him about his fears, tells him everything he’d kept at bay.
He takes it all with open arms, only pulling Jungkook a little closer when the younger sniffles
softly.
His heart clenches when Jungkook tells him how much he’s missed them. It’s because of him that
the both of them had to suffer so much, because of him Jungkook felt uneasy.
Jungkook flips them over so he’s hovering over Jimin, elbows pressed into the bed, strong
forearms caging Jimin into the small mattress.
Jimin feels Jungkook’s body pressed against his own, the heat from the younger searing into him
through Jungkook’s thin t-shirt.
“It wasn’t your fault.” Jungkook says the words with the utmost seriousness, in a way Jimin
doesn’t have it in him to believe anything else. “Don’t you ever say that. It’s because of you, I
finally found the courage to admit what I’ve always known.”
He blink up at Jungkook. “And what is it?”
“That I love you.” Those words are whispered so earnestly but they sound as if Jungkook screamed
them loudly on the rooftop. “That you’re the love of my life.”
Jimin blinks dumbly at the younger again, wondering if he really heard the right thing.
“I love you, Park Jimin.” Jungkook repeats as if knowing what was going through Jimin’s head.
He loves him.
Jungkook loves him.
Now that their feelings aren’t a mess he finally understands the words for what they mean.
He lifts a hand to touch Jungkook’s cheek. “I love you too, Jungkook.”

Before he knows it, Jungkook is pressing into the mattress, swallowing the rest of his words with
rough kisses.
When they pull apart, Jimin covers his face with his hands.
Jungkook chuckles warmly.
“Don’t cover your face, baby.” Jungkook rolls them over once again so this time Jimin is straddling
the younger. “I want to see your face.”
He smacks weakly at Jungkook’s chest. “Stop it.”
Jungkook smiles up at him, covering Jimin’s hand with one of his larger ones. “No.”
Jin’s loud voice rings through the dorm in a loud groan. “Oh my god can the disgusting husbands
please keep their mouths shut? Even if I don’t need more beauty sleep, the rest of you 7s need it.”
Jimin giggles, falling against Jungkook’s chest, the younger’s groan vibrating through his chest.
“Let’s sleep?” He suggests.
Jungkook groans against before Jimin feels a nod against the top of his head.
Tucking the blankets over their shoulders, Jungkook strokes the top of his head softly.
“Good night.”
Jimin whispers the words back and closes his eyes, feeling Jungkook pull him a little closer before
sleep takes over.
“Are you two finally dating yet?” Taehyung asks, a look of pure curiosity on his face as they get
ready for their first concert rehearsal since comebacks.
He hums softly, raking his hair back so it hopefully stops flopping into his eyes.
“No.” He answers, watching as Taehyung crosses his arms, the look of curiosity turning into an
unamused expression.
“So when are the two of you going to finally, finally start dating?” Taehyung huffs, adjusting his
shirt so it doesn’t dip as low.
Jimin shrugs. “Don’t know.”
Taehyung drops his hands from his shirt and rests it on Jimin’s shoulders, forcibly turning him so
they’re facing each other. “What do you mean ‘don’t know’?”
“It means that I’ll leave it up to Jungkook.” Jimin glances quickly to the door to make sure it’s
locked. “I know how he feels about me now and he knows I love him.”
“What’s stopping you?”
“He’s not ready.” Jimin shakes his head.
“For what?” Taehyung sighs exasperatedly. “Every single person knows that he’s in love with you
and you, him. What else does he need to be afraid of?”
“He said he’s scared of what the future holds for us. He’s scared we won’t be able to go back to
being even friends if we ever break up.”
Taehyung sighs. “He’s scared of something so far in the future? Something that might have a
chance of not even happening.”
“Don’t be mean to Kookie.” Jimin makes a face at his best friend. “Aren’t you having the same
problem with Hobi hyung?”
“It’s why I’m being mean.” Taehyung drops his hands and tugs impatiently at his shirt again. “I
just want to be with Hoseok but he’s always, always finding so many reasons why we can’t be
together. I love him, I truly do but I don’t know what to do when there are so many imaginary
roadblocks to our relationship, especially one we haven’t even started yet. Sometimes I just think
it’s just easier to face them together when and if they happen.”
A big part of him agrees with Taehyung.
Facing things together, especially barriers that might not even exist.
He remembers Chanyeol saying something similar.
Maybe they’re right.
Maybe Jungkook’s fears are unfounded on but then again, they’re not.
Because he understands Jungkook’s fears.
Part of him believes that they’ll be fine if they ever break up, they’ll still be close.
Some morbid part of him reminds him that he’s thinking about ending things before it even started.
But it’s like Namjoon told him before, it was the cons of being an idol; every part of their personal
life, no matter how private, had a chance of being exposed with their growing fanbase.
Before they did anything, they had to think of the consequences, think three steps ahead.
Being in a relationship meant risking everything they had worked for but for Jimin, being in a
relationship with Jungkook meant happiness.
He was selfish, he wanted his members safe but he wanted Jungkook with everything in his heart
and he didn’t want to let go of either.
“You have the right to be selfish, Chim.” Taehyung tells him gravely. “We risking the world but
I’d rather be happy than to live with ‘what if’s and regrets for the rest of my life.”
Jimin smiles at his friend. “When have you gotten so deep Tae Tae?”
Taehyung just grins his signature boxy grin even as he aims a lazy punch at his friend.
And he likes to think they’ll all be okay.
Jungkook doesn’t stop with his affection.
He constantly hovers around him and lavishes him with compliments.
Even if he doesn’t say it outloud, he loves the attention.
Small touches here and there has him grinning like an idiot. The way Jungkook looks at him, eyes
fond as they rake over him like a gentle breeze.
When they’re rehearsing for their concert, Jungkook stands a little too close for it to be friendly,
hands lingering on Jimin’s waist as he talks about their first leg of the concert with Namjoon as
they all take their break as Hoseok practices for his solo stage.
Sejin gives them an unamused look before lifting his chin at the cameras aimed at all seven of
them.
Jimin grimaces before he steps away to put a little room between them.
He hears Jungkook make a small noise of disapproval and Jimin melts at the adorable pout on
younger’s face.
Jungkook doesn’t seem to care about their manager’s wordless chastise because with a swift tug,
Jimin falls back into the younger’s personal space.
Sejin sighs and shakes his head before he turns to the cameraman, always ready to cover up when
they need him.
He sees the look Yoongi shoots at him, gummy smile replaced by mock exasperation.
With a small shrug, he returns the smile, only to have Jungkook pull him to the floor with him.
Just like their manager, Yoongi shakes his head and turns his attention back to Hoseok.
Taehyung’s shrieks in the background as he cheers Hoseok on has Jimin giggling.
“They’re cute.” He leans backwards, tilting his head to look at Jungkook, back pressed against the
younger’s firm chest.
“Yeah.” Jungkook agrees as he curls a hand around his waist, pulling him flush against him as they
watch Hoseok practice.
Absently, Jimin draws circles on Jungkook’s arm as Namjoon replaces Hoseok in the middle of the
stage.
The rise and fall of Jungkook’s chest lulls him into a peaceful state of mind and he feels his eyes
droop even as Jin’s loud screams echoe in the venue.
He leans backwards and drops his head against Jungkook’s shoulder.

“Tired?” Jungkook whispers softly into his ear.
Jimin nods, feeling Jungkook brush a hand gently over the top of his head.
“We can sleep after this, baby.” The youngest promises, pressing a small kiss to his hair. “I’ll even
let you use my Iron Man pillow.”
Jimin perks up, turning around to face Jungkook so he’s kneeled in-between the younger’s legs.
“Really?”
Jungkook just smiles at him fondly. “Yes, really.”
“I knew you loved me.” Jimin giggles.
“I always did.”
And Jimin thinks maybe that’s been the truth all along, he just never noticed it.
Chapter End Notes
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Chapter 27
Chapter Summary
“Ready to carry me home, muscle baby?”
Chapter Notes
We're almost reaching the end!!! IT JUST TOOK US 25+ CHAPTERS FOR THIS
lmao XD
Jimin walks in on Jungkook talking to Namjoon and Jin, the trio speaking in hushed whispers.
“You can wear a plastic bag and bring him to a garbage dumb and he still would smile at you as if
you brought him to a five star hotel.” Namjoon deadpans.
“Why would I bring him to a place like that?” Jungkook sounds almost offended. “Especially on a
date?”
He hears Jin’s amused laugh before the eldest speaks up. “Joonie was making a point, not telling
you to actually giving you a date idea.”
“Oh.” Jungkook mumbles.
Jimin realizes what’s happening, so he quickly steps outside of the dorm room.
Making a loud ruckus as he barges in, pretending he’d just come back from the studios.
The trio that had been talking earlier all crowd out of Jungkook’s room and greet him with a wide
range of smiles; from a seemingly normal smile from Jin and an awkward quirk of their lips from
Jungkook and Namjoon.
He pretends not to notice and sets his bag down on the sofa.
Jimin can’t help but tracks Jungkook’s movements until he disappears around the corner.
“How was Yoongi?” Namjoon asks.
“He complained through it all.” Jimin laughs as Jin nods knowingly. “But he got all the moves
down.”
“What about your own practice?”
“It was okay.” Jimin makes a face. “I succeeded with the flip but I don’t always stick the landing.”
Jungkook’s eyes grow wide when he appears with a towel, rubbing it over Jimin’s hair still wet
from his shower. “I told you to only practice it when someone is with you. What if you hurt your
—”
Jimin cuts the younger off with a raise of his eyebrows and Jungkook quickly quietens. “Kook-ah,
I’m a capable adult. I know how to take care of myself.”
“I know.” Jungkook admits, stepping closer.
Jungkook’s smiles are different, they aren’t the usual bunny grins but ones that are full of hidden
secrets and happiness.
He forgets that Namjoon and Jin are there with them so he jerks his head up embarrassingly quick
when Namjoon clears his throat.
Grimacing, he turns to see Jin smirking at him while he leans against Namjoon.
“Glad you remembered about us.” Jin’s voice leaks with amusement.
“Hi.” He purses his lips as Jin wiggles his eyebrows. “What were you guys up to?”
He sees Namjoon desperately biting down on his lower lip in effort not to laugh at him but the
leader’s dimples expose him anyways.
“Nothing much.” Jin answers nonchalantly. “We were just lazing around.”
Jimin nods despite knowing they were hiding something from him.
They just stand there chatting idly while Jimin burns with embarrassment until the couple takes
pity on him and excuses themselves to go to the movies, dressed completely incognito.
He stands there with Jungkook, waving goodbye to the duo until they go out of sight.
Too tired to stay standing anymore, he hooks a finger in the waistband of Jungkook’s sweatpants
and leads him to the sofa.
He stands waiting for Jungkook to sit down first before he collapses on the younger’s lap.
Like habit, Jungkook snakes a hand around his waist, anchoring Jimin to him.
“Kookie,” he whines softly, wriggling to get comfortable.
“Baby.” Jungkook says the one word through gritted teeth, big hands gripping his hips tightly,
forcing Jimin to a stop.
Jimin titters not knowing what to do.
With one easy motion, Jungkook swiftly deposits him into the sofa.
Although he doesn’t enjoy being manhandled, he lets Jungkook press him down so his head is
resting on the younger’s lap and his legs are draped across the arm of the sofa.
“Rest while you can.” Jungkook tenderly runs fingers through his wet hair. “You know Namjoon
hyung is going to need your help with choreo tomorrow.”
Jimin nods wordlessly and idly watching the variety on tv without really watching it.
Just like they bypass the thing that just happened.
But it’s fine.
The next day, rehearsals are just as tiring.
It almost seems as if he’s reliving the same day over and over again.
Rehearsals, a brief concert run through, sleep.
Rinse and repeat.
The only thing that keeps him sane is the promised ‘lazy’ day they all get to have before they fly
off to their first leg of their tour.
It’s not a vacation but at least they have a choice to choose what they want to practice.
Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi and Hoseok go with dance practice while Jimin picks singing along with
Taehyung and Jungkook.
They spend a few hours in the studios before Taehyung gets impatient and loses interest, running to
where Hoseok is.
He exchanges a small laugh with Jungkook before their teacher throws them into another round of
practice.
They finally get to leave and even if it’s just been a few hours, Jimin is so tired he feels like he’s
about to collapse. He hopes it’s because they’ve been all pushing themselves so hard instead of the
fact that he’s getting older.
The two of them leave the studios after bowing and saying goodbyes to their teacher.
His shoulder brushes Jungkook’s with every step they take, Jimin conscious of their fingers
touching.
To distract himself, he suggests playing rock-paper-scissors down the stairs.
Because it’s Jungkook and because Jimin always gets what he wants when it comes to Jungkook,
they play.
Bickering and giggling the entire way down, Jungkook wins, gloating happily when he reaches the
last step before Jimin.
“Last game.” Jimin pouts, crossing his arms as he stomps his foot childishly. “Loser piggybacks
the winner back to the dorms.”
Jungkook mulls over it for a second before he nods.
Smiling happily because he got his way again, he skips down the rest of the steps.
He frowns at his hand betrays him and he throws a rock to Jungkook’s paper.
Jungkook yells victoriously as he throws his ‘paper’ in the air.

“Again.” Jimin grabs Jungkook’s arm, bringing it down. “Please?”
“You’re not convincing me with that face again.” Jungkook gives him a look.
“Please?” Jimin bats his eyes, sticking his lower lip further out in an exaggerated pout. “For me?”
Jungkook runs a hand over his face and groans. “Jesus, fine.”
Jimin giggles, laughing loudly as he has Jungkook sticks out his hand for another game of rock-
paper-scissors.
This time, he wins.
Jungkook just laughs as Jimin prances around him happily celebrating his victory.
“Ready to carry me home, muscle baby?”
Jungkook squats, hanging their bags around his neck as he gestures for him to get on.
He lets out a squeal and jumps on Jungkook’s back.
Almost as if Jimin was weightless, the younger stands up, strong arms wrapped around his thighs.
Jimin curls his arms around his neck, breathing in the smell of everything that was Jungkook.
“—lucky I love you.”
Jimin barely catches the end of the younger’s grumbling because he’s too busy nuzzling into the
space between Jungkook’s neck and shoulders.
“I am.” Jimin smiles, knowing Jungkook can’t see the expression on his face.
Jungkook’s ears are bright red as he mumbles something inaudible.
Jimin giggles, running fingers over the lobes of Jungkook’s red ears. “What did you just say,
Kookie?”
Without answering his question, Jungkook hefts him higher up his back with a little jump and
Jimin lets out a shriek before his hands automatically go to grip the younger’s shoulders.
Jungkook chuckles and continues walking.
They don’t need to talk on the way home and Jimin feels his eyes slowly drift shut.
It’s easy and comfortable and for now, he’s happy and that’s all he needs right now.
Chapter End Notes
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Chapter 28
Chapter Summary
But Jimin doesn’t say it, instead he settles for second best. “Of course, Kookie. I
would be nothing without Bangtan.”
Chapter Notes
I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while but I'm just so tired all the time T^T uwu I'm
super duper happy n grateful to those who commented/bookmarked/kudo-ed~ yall are
the best >3< I promise i'll get to the comments soon T^T
They’ve had fights. It was impossible not to have fights with 7 boys in one dorm. However fights
between Hoseok and Taehyung were rare and when they did happen, it was a big deal.
Jimin doesn’t know how the fight began but he only realizes what’s happening when he steps out
of Jungkook’s room to find Taehyung and Hoseok yelling at each other.
“Sometimes you’re just too much.” Hoseok’s voice is cold.
Jimin gasps when he sees Taehyung’s entire demeanor change, eyes hard as he stares back at his
pseudo boyfriend.
“I’m too much?” His best friend’s voice is an octave higher than usual when he repeats those
words. “I’m too much because I’m asking for you to love me back the way I love you? To want to
define us.”
“That’s not what I mean.” Hoseok backtracks, realizing he’d crossed the line.
Jimin takes a step towards the two but big hands grip his hips, forcing him to a stop.
He turns back to see Jungkook shaking his head slowly.
“Right.” When Taehyung speaks up again, he turns his attention back towards his two friends.
“That’s how it always is. You say it but you never mean it. Yesterday you say you love me but
today you don’t mean it. Your promises are just empty words. I always feel like I’m bullying you
into a relationship you don’t want.”
“That’s not true, Taehyung.” Hoseok reaches out helplessly in the younger’s direction.
Taehyung has tears in his eyes and Jimin feels his own heart squeeze in his chest. He turns to
Jungkook, pleading wordlessly for the younger to let go of him but Jungkook doesn’t let go, instead
he snakes an arm around his waist.
Jungkook lifts him up and promptly locks them up in his room once again.
“Let me out.” Jimin demands, arms crossed over his chest when Jungkook blocks his only exit.
“No.” Jungkook reaches out to him, placing a hand on his waist. “This isn’t something we should
meddle in.”
“But…” He knows he shouldn’t get involved but he feels so helpless watching his best friend hurt
without being able to do a single thing.
“Minnie, trust me, alright?”
Jimin can only nod and let Jungkook lead him back to the bed.
He curls into Jungkook’s side, tucking himself under the younger’s side as he distracts him from
the fight outside their room.
Even with Jungkook talking to him softly, he still feels himself straining his ears.
“Jiminie.” He startles when Jungkook’s voice loses the gentleness.

He twists, turning his head up to look at Jungkook. “Hm?”
“Stop worrying, alright?” Jungkook smoothes a hand over his hair. “They’ll be fine, they love each
other so much.”
“I just don’t want either of them to hurt.” He draws absent circles over Jungkook’s stomach.
“They’ve—everyone from Bangtan has been by my side every time I cried, I don’t want any of
them to feel sad.”
“How your tiny body encompasses all that love, I don’t understand.”
Jimin slaps Jungkook’s chest weakly.
They go quiet for a little while as Jungkook hums softly, the noise vibrating softly against Jimin’s
ear.
And Jimin hates how he feels completely at home surrounded by everything Jungkook.
He doesn’t realize he’s fallen asleep until he hears a series of knocks.
Groaning, he buries his face into Jungkook’s neck, hoping whoever it was would go away but they
don’t leave so he pats Jungkook’s chest.
The younger mumbles something before he nudges Jimin off of him.
With muffled curses, he hears the sounds of Jungkook yanking open the door.
Taehyung’s voice has Jimin peeking open his eyes to look over in the direction.
He feels instantly awake when he sees his friend with tears all over his face.
In a flash, he’s on his feet and heading straight towards his friend.
Taehyung grins and Jimin comes to a halt.
Peeking around Jungkook’s shoulder, he sees Hoseok with red rimmed eyes, sporting a large smile
on his face as well.
“Are you…?” Taehyung nods, lifting his hands entwined tightly with Hoseok’s. Jimin lets out a
loud yell before launching himself happily into his best friend’s arms.
When they pull apart, Jimin can’t help but let a smile take over his face when he realizes that
Taehyung had held on his boyfriend’s hand the entire time.
“I’m jealous.” He teases, punching Taehyung lightly on the shoulder. “I can’t believe my best
friend has finally found his better half.”
Taehyung just laughs.
The look of unadulterated happiness looks best on his best friend’s face.
Hoseok does as well and Jimin is so, so happy for them.
He’s mindful of the way the new couple looks at each other, both seemingly impatient to want to
celebrate their relationship but at the same time wanting to tell the world, so after another hug, he
makes up an excuse, telling Taehyung and Hoseok that he was going to the studios to practice with
Jungkook.
Taehyung shoots him a grateful look and after one last hug, he tugs Jungkook along with him.
In the lift, Jungkook stays quiet, fingers idly playing with the stray threads from Jimin’s scarf.
He debates whether to ask or not but he chooses to leave Jungkook alone until he’s comfortable
enough to talk about whatever was on his mind.
In the end they don’t talk about it.
They’re in the practice room, both sweaty and tired when Jungkook calls his name, so softly Jimin
almost misses it.
Thinking that Jungkook was about to tell him what he’d been so quiet about, he lifts his head and
turns to the younger.
The way Jungkook looks at him, all dark and intense, promptly has him forgetting how to breathe.
His heart beats faster in anticipation of what Jungkook is about to say but when the younger speaks,
it not what he’d expected. “Are you going back to Busan for the break?”
The disappointment surges through him but he buries it.
“I haven’t went home in a while, so I was planning to.” He runs a hand through his hair, pushing
the sweaty strands off his face, trying to keep his face neutral. “You?”
“I was going to go if you went.” Jungkook shrugs. “So that means I’m going home too.”
It goes without saying that they’d be going together.
Almost every time, they went home to Busan together. Jimin doesn’t remember a single time they
didn’t, maybe except that one year, he went to Daegu with Yoongi instead.
“Jihyun demanded I buy him a new laptop when I come back as his graduation gift.” Jimin offers
the small tidbit of information, noting the curious expression on the younger’s face. “You want to
come with us when we go pick one out?”
He watches as the hesitant look slip off Jungkook’s face, replaced with a grin. “Yeah.”
“You can pick some headphones as well. Hyung will buy them for you” Jimin offers. “I know
Joonie hyung slammed the door on yours last week.”
“You’re such a softie.” Jungkook laughs.
“Only for the people I love.” He answers, leaning his head back against the wall, hoping it would
get rid of the headache pounding incessantly in his head.
“I’m part of that group, right?” Jungkook’s tone is hesitant as he speaks.
Always, for all eternity. I'll always be in love with you whether I want to or not.
But Jimin doesn’t say it, instead he settles for second best. “Of course, Kookie. I would be nothing
without Bangtan.”
Chapter End Notes
I'm sorry this was so short :( But hopefully it'll be longer in the next one T^T
Next up: UWU i'm excited~~ JIMIN AND JUNGKOOK GO BACK TO BUSAN
AND SO MUCH HAPPENS~~~
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Chapter 29
Chapter Summary
“Yeah, let’s go baby.” Jungkook naturally picks up both their bags and heads straight
to the door.
Jin coughs a little too loudly for it to be natural and Jimin feels the blush on his face
turning even redder at Namjoon’s knowing look.
Chapter Notes
UWU I'm rejoicing because i can finally, finally mark this shit as complete
ALJDJSLDFJSLDFJ CAN YALL BELIEVE IT??? WE'VE REACHED THE END
LIKE FINALLY!!!!
ngl, i don't love it rlly. i just read like a paragraph and I just grimaced... heres to hoping
it gets better... somewhere in the chapter XD
lmao on a calmer note, thank you for sticking to me the entire journey and maybe on
day, I'll come back to fix this mess XD lol probably not but I like saying it, it makes
me feel better about things XD
I'm open to epilogue suggestions if yall want it :)
The week comes and goes in a flash.
All the members are packed and ready to go home to their family.
He knows Yoongi is definitely eager to go home to Holly, everyone and their mothers knew how
whipped the rapper was for his dog.
Their train to Busan is the second last to leave, so he bids everyone goodbye, cheekily reminding
them to bring him back souvenirs when they return.
“Please, please finally do something about your non-relationship with Kook.” Taehyung whispers
into his ear as they hug each other goodbye. “If I can get Hobi to date me, you can get Kook to do
the same.”
“Good luck with Hobi’s parents.” Jimin whispers back teasingly. “They’re definitely going to like
you once they look past the fact that you’re sleeping with their son.”
Taehyung groans and pushes him away with a unamused face. “You act as if you don’t already
have the entire Jeon family wrapped around your pinky finger.”
“Not really.” Jimin chuckles. “I don’t think Jungkookie’s third aunt likes me much.”
Taehyung rolls his eyes and let’s his boyfriend pull him away as he nags about being late for their
flight.
“Good luck!” He yells after his best friend, laughing as Taehyung makes a face at him.
Jungkook lifts a brow questioningly and Jimin shakes his head. There’s an amused lilt of
Jungkook’s lips before he turns to Namjoon, continuing whatever they’d been talking about.
Jimin turns to Yoongi whose staring at him.
“What?” He pats at his his hair wondering if there were some stray strands sticking out.
With a small sigh, Yoongi rests a hand on his shoulder. “You better come back the happy or else
I’ll sue you.”
Jimin giggles at the joke but he sobers quickly when he sees the serious expression on Yoongi’s
face. “I promise, hyung.”
“Good.” With that Yoongi picks up his own bag and walks out the door, after Taehyung and
Hoseok still playfully bickering with each other in front of the elevators.
He hates how much he’s worried his friends, especially Yoongi.

He watches Yoongi until he disappears completely until he feels Jungkook’s hand brushing against
the small of his back.
“You ready?” Jungkook asks gently.
With a small nod, he pulls his baseball cap low over his forehead and tugs the mask into place.
Jimin feels like an idiot as his breath hitches as Jungkook bends forward, large hands brushing
against his cheek as he tugs the hood snugly in place over Jimin’s hat.
His cheeks feel as if it’s on fire and all he can do is hope and pray that the tiny sliver of sunshine
slipping past the curtains isn’t enough for Jungkook to catch the blush on his cheeks.
Jungkook doesn’t say anything as he pulls away, a hand going to rub at the back of his neck.
Awkwardly, Jimin clears his throat and gestures to the door. “Let’s go?”
“Yeah, let’s go baby.” Jungkook naturally picks up both their bags and heads straight to the door.
Jin coughs a little too loudly for it to be natural and Jimin feels the blush on his face turning even
redder at Namjoon’s knowing look.
He feels his cheeks burn when Jin mouths the word 'baby'.
Ignoring the two older members smirk at him, he waves goodbye and dashes after Jungkook.
“Have fun!” Jin calls after them, the amusement clear in his voice.
Both their families are waiting for them when they arrive.
It’s a private enough corner of the carpark, Jimin feels like he can let his guard down a little.
Jihyun is looking pretty excited to see him but Jimin knows it’s the prospect of getting a brand new
computer that’s the most exciting and the chance of gaming with Jungkook.
He rolls his eyes when Jihyun goes running to Jungkook first, a wide smile on his face.
As if in retaliation, Jung Hyun makes his way to him, tugging him into a hug. “You’re still so
small, Jiminie.”
“I’m tall enough.” He pulls away and smacks Jung Hyun on the chest. “You Jeon brothers are just
ridiculously tall.”
“The perfect height to wrap you in my arms.” Jung Hyun teasingly opens his arms again.
Before the older can wrap him in his arms, Jimin is tugged away.
“Stop flirting with him.” Jungkook makes a face at his own brother, pushing Jimin behind him as
he speaks. “You gotta get in line behind the millions of fans.”
“You brat.” Everyone laughs, including Jungkook, when Jung Hyun ruffles Jungkook’s hair.
“Jimin isn’t yours alone.”
For some reason he doesn’t understand why those words resonates in his head again and again until
it almost feels like he can’t breath.
He misses what Jihyun says but he laughs when he hears Jungkook laughing.
His laugh sounds empty to his own ears but he’s mastered his fake laugh so well, his brother
doesn’t see through it, neither does his parents.
But Jungkook does.
He feels the younger slip a hand around his waist, wordlessly asking him if he was okay with his
round eyes and he just smiles at Jungkook, hoping it was enough for the younger.
It’s obvious it’s not enough but before he can ease the almost unnoticeable furrow of Jungkook’s
brow, he’s pulled into his parents’ arms.
He missed this so much.
Jimin spends the rest of the day at home with his family, letting them pamper him until he feels
like he’s overflowing.
His mother pinches his cheeks, his father shows him all the newspaper clippings he’s kept of him
while his brother pesters him for his computer while playing his song on full blast at home as he
mockingly sings to all of Jimin’s high notes.
He listens with half a ear as Jihyun continues to blather on about his ideal computer until the bell
rings.
Like a rocket, Jihyun dashes straight for the door.
Jimin laughs but he gets to his feet as well, straightening his shirt as he watches as the Jeon family
walk through the door.
Jungkook’s mother heads straight towards him, cooing as she wraps her arms around him.
He giggles as she ruffles his hair, pulling away to give him a careful once over.
Jungkook’s father towers over them both, exclaiming how he was far too thin before wrapping his
own arms around the both of them.
Before he can blink, Jihyun already has Jung Hyun tugged away for a new game he was playing.
Both sets of parents head to the kitchen as they enthusiastically try to outdo each other with
politeness.
Jimin giggles again when he hears Jungkook’s mother insist they have dinner at their place the day
after tomorrow.
Jungkook just shrugs helplessly.
Jimin returns the small shrug.
They stand there, just in each other’s presence.
The younger steps towards him until their fingers brush against each other.
He keeps his gaze focused on Jungkook’s long fingers trailing up his arm. The ticklish feeling has
him giggle and Jungkook letting out a soft chuckle.
They stand there like that until Jungkook speaks. “I missed you.”
It feels like it’s been forever since they’ve seen each other, just a mere day but it feels a lot, lot
longer than that.
He lets Jungkook entwine their fingers together.
“I missed you too, Kookie.”

The rewarding smile Jungkook gives him is blinding.
A loud, purposeful cough has them pulling away from each other instantly.
Embarrassed, Jimin hides his burning cheeks underneath his hands.
“We’re ready to eat.” Jung Hyun smirks, the amusement lacing his words clearly unmistakeable.
“Right.” Jungkook clears his throat. “We’ll be right there, hyung.”
“Gotcha.” Jung Hyun turns around only to spin back to face them once again. “Please keep your
PDA at a minimum during lunch, I really want to keep Mama Park’s kimchi jjigae in my stomach.”
Jungkook grabs a slipper from his foot and Jung Hyun laughingly escapes back to the living room
before Jungkook can throw it.
The younger turns to him, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. “Sorry ‘bout hyung, he’s
always been like this.”
“I know Kook.” Jimin gestures to where the others are. “Let’s go?”
“Yeah.” Jungkook hurries ahead of him and Jimin can’t help but laugh when he sees how red the
younger’s ears are.
Lunch goes perfectly fine until Jihyun steps on the metaphoric landmine.
“Are you two dating?”
It’s obvious Jihyun asks it wondering if they were dating, not each other, but other people.
It’s a perfectly innocent question but Jimin still chokes on his spoonful of rice.
He stutters, hem and hawing as everyone focuses their attention on them.
He doesn’t turn to look at Jungkook just sitting right beside him.
Jungkook slips a hand on his thigh, giving it an encouraging squeeze before he grabs his hand.
Jimin keeps his eyes on the stray grain of rice that had escaped his bowl, refusing to look anyone in
the eye.
Maybe it’s why he’s so surprised when Jungkook speaks up.
“I know how much Jimin treasures his family, how much he puts them above everything else, so I
thought it was only proper that I do this.” Jimin hears his own mother suck in a surprised breath as
Jungkook gets to his feet, their entwined hands lifted above the table.
Everyone turns their gaze on their hands with lazer-like focus. Jimin turns his eyes to Jungkook,
wordlessly asking what he was doing but Jungkook just smiles at him, gaze gentle.
“Jungkook-ah.” He attempts to tug his hand away but Jungkook tightens his grip.
“Eomeonim and Abonim, I fell in love with your son the first day I met him and I don’t think there
has been a single moment I haven’t loved him.” Jimin feels Jungkook’s grip on his hand tighten
once again. “I know as idols, we’re putting everything on the line but Jimin is worth that,
everything and more. I will do everything in my power to make him the happiest man in the world,
so would you please allow me to date your son.”
He sucks in a breath as his mother cries out her approval, a hand on her chest while his father leans
over to pat Jungkook on the back.
That was it.

Jimin’s mind can’t wrap around Jungkook’s words.
Jungkook had just asked his parents for his hand and they’d said yes.
He doesn’t know what happens but he finds himself in his childhood room, sitting on Jungkook’s
lap.
“Did I just dream that?” Jimin asks.
“No.” Jungkook laughs, a strong arm wrapped around his waist anchoring Jimin to him. “I really
confessed my undying love for you in front of our family and asked you to be my boyfriend.”
“But… In front of my—” Like an idiot, Jimin gestures vaguely to the rest of his family outside.
“They… My parents…”
“Surprise?” Jungkook chuckles.
Jimin stares at Jungkook’s hands a little longer as he wraps his mind around everything that had
just happened.
Jungkook stays quiet, playing with Jimin’s fingers.
“You told my parents and your parents, and our brothers that you’re in love with me,” Jimin says
slowly.
“Since the first day I saw you.” Jungkook agrees, shifting so Jimin is facing him, straddling
Jungkook, the younger’s thighs lifted so Jimin is tilting forwards, keeping them pressed chest to
chest.
Jimin puts the distances between them by keeping a hand braced against Jungkook’s chest,
needing that small space between them so he can unscramble his thoughts. “You asked them
permission to date me.”
“Yeah.”
“They said yes.” Jimin blinks.
Jungkook’s hands land on his waist. “Luckily for me.”
“You want to be my boyfriend.”
“If you’ll say yes.” Jungkook pulls him so, so close, breath whispering across the shell of his ear.
“And I’ll be the second luckiest man on Earth because I promised I’ll try to make you the luckiest
man in the entire universe whether you’ll have me or not.”
Jimin feels the tears pool in his eyes when he finally wraps his mind around everything.
Jungkook leans away to wipe the tear that’d escaped with the pad of his thumb, gaze warm and
loving.
Something he’d been waiting for years and years and he finally had it in the palm of his hands.
His heart feels like it’s about to burst.
“A thousand times yes, Jungkook.” He throws his arms around Jungkook’s neck, uncaring that his
family and Jungkook’s were just a floor below them and probably listening to every single word
they were saying.
Jungkook lets out a laugh, so happy and carefree, Jimin can’t help but smile even wider.
“I love you so much baby.” Jungkook cups his cheek with a large hand and kisses gently on the
forehead. “So, so much.”
Another kiss to the corner of his lips.
“Forever?” Jimin asks cheekily.
Another is pressed to the other corner of his lips.
“Forever.” Jungkook sounds so sure in that one word, Jimin lets himself fall, knowing Jungkook
will be there to catch him this time.
Jimin giggles as Jungkook presses kiss after kiss to his lips until they blend into a messy, spine
tingling, toe curling kiss that has Jimin promptly melting bonelessly into Jungkook’s chest when
they pull apart.
“You’re mine.” Jungkook says those words possessively, arms wrapped tightly around him until
Jimin feels like he’s one with Jungkook.
“And you’re mine Kookie.” Jimin’s words are muffled into Jungkook’s chest. “If you let anyone
flirt with you again, you’re dead.”
Jungkook’s chuckles warm him to the bone and he’s happy.
In Jungkook’s arms is everything he needs.
Chapter End Notes
i'm sorry this was so abrupt~~~~ but i'm done T^T I can't drag this out any longer or
else i'll die XD
uwu we're FINALLY FINALLY THERE~ it JUST took us 29 chapters XD
anyways, thank you everyone who has been by my side reading this mess and thank
you so much for sticking to the end, especially those of you who have commented,
bookmarked, kudo-ed and read my work~ y'all deserve <3333333
on a side note: yall want a epilogue of sorts? (ex: like the member's reactions/busan
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loving you is hard (but falling out of it is even harder)

He did love Jungkook but as a man.

(Formerly known as: we can go (further than that)

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He had always been someone Jimin never truly understood.

“Jimin-ah.” Yoongi gives his shoulder a small shake. “Jimin?”

The two of them enter the lift together quietly.

“Have you been sleeping properly?” Jimin asks.

“I don’t think that’s possible with everyone in the car.”

Jungkook shrugs. “Sorry, I just wanted to move to a more comfortable position.”

Jungkook rolls his eyes. “You’re handsome.”

Jungkook’s words linger in his mind the entire day.

“You’ve finally awakened, huh?” Taehyung asks with a small laugh.

Jimin turns to Yoongi. “Did you even sleep?”

Taehyung snorts. “What part of that is selfish?”

“Fine.” Yoongi grumbles and moves back to his room.

Yoongi’s eyes narrow.

Yoongi huffs. “If he wants to come.”

“Okay.” He steps into his shoes right behind Yoongi.

This time, sleep comes easily.

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“Yeah.” Jungkook’s voice is a soft whisper. “It’s me.”

He laughs at the absurdity of things.

He turns his head slighty towards Jungkook. “I will.”

This time, sleep comes easily.

Jimin feels a pang of desire.

He wants that for himself.

“Seokie!” Taehyung shrieks. “Help me with the dance steps!”

“Again?” Jungkook asks.

Jimin nods and Jungkook reaches over to press play.

He smiles over at the younger boy and Jungkook returns it.

Again they go through the choreo together.

Namjoon sighs. “Jimin, you’ve practiced long enough.”

“Who's the maknae here?” Hoseok asks jokingly.

“I got it, mom.” Jungkook comments jokingly.

Jungkook smiles at him. “Want to rest a little bit before we continue?”

“Sorry for making you stay with me, Kookie.”

Jungkook pulls out his phone, cracked screen and all.

“Maybe later.” Jungkook says noncommittally. “I’m used to it by now.”

‘Bring me back some ice cream if you can.’

‘Don’t be home too late.’

She gives the two of them a small smile. “The usual?”

Jimin smiles at her and nods. “Thank you.”

When he looks up, Jungkook is staring at him.

“Bullshit.” Jungkook’s voice is sharp.

“Don’t swear, Kook-ah.” Jimin’s reprimand is automatic.

They get caught leaving the restaurant, on their way home.

Jimin squats down, giggling so hard he can’t even stay standing.

“It was definitely worth it.” Jungkook says surely.

“Yeah.” Jimin agrees. “It’ll be definitely worth it.”

Chapter End Notes

Lmao so much for me giving y'all new content XD

But in exchange, I'll give you a jelly Kookie as an apology? :)))))

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He gives Jungkook a nudge to get him to apologize too.

“We were careless.” Jungkook mutters. “I’m sorry too.”

He stops so abruptly, Jungkook crashes into him.

“He is.” Jimin says.

Taehyung snorts. “By ‘people’ you mean Jungkook right?”