"yes, joon. of course i told her," jimin said, with a smile.

the two boys were sitting in their usual seats before class started, and joon was eager to know the details of jimin's time away with his mom.

"she's happy for us. really," jimin said, "and she wants to meet you."

namjoon's face heated up as he thought about meeting jimin's mom, slouching back in his chair.

"she's super nice, namjoon. nothing to be nervous about or anything," jimin said, "she wants us to come over for dinner this weekend."

namjoon looked over to jimin, a worried look on his face.

"this weekend?"

"yeah," jimin said, "don't worry about it. me and her are like the same person. if i love you, she's gonna love you."

namjoon nodded, smiling to himself. maybe it wasn't very direct, but if you read between the lines jimin had said he loves him. and namjoon couldn't have been happier, a light tint of red spreading across his whole face.

"just be yourself, joon."

namjoon laughed a little.

"...so you want me to act all awkward and nervous, then?" joon asked.

jimin turned to him with a small smirk,

"yes. and sweet, and amazing, and smart like you always are," jimin said, "you don't give yourself enough credit."

jimin's sweet words only reminded namjoon of how much he had missed the boy while he was away. it was like torture being away from jimin- he hated it. every second without jimin felt empty and dull. he never wanted to be apart from the boy. especially now that jimin was finally his. the whole week since he confessed to jimin felt like a dream that he was gonna wake up from. it felt like something he had to cherish while he had it so close.

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"i swear!" jimin said, laughing.

the two boys were sitting at the café, talking a bit more about jimin's visit to see his mom.

"i showed her pictures of you. she said you're very handsome," jimin said, laughing a bit.

namjoon was obviously embarrassed, still laughing along.

"i told her all about you. i couldn't stop talking about you, really. she thinks i'm very lucky to have found someone so special."

namjoon smiled a little to himself, shaking his head, secretly feeling really happy.

"i'm the lucky one," he said.

jimin still had a smile lingering on his face, it fading slowly as he made eye contact with joon.

and everything felt heavy again as they locked eyes. the room. the whole atmosphere. even his own body.

he could look at namjoon for hours and not get bored.

but, before he could even think to stop himself, he was leaning across the table for a kiss.

and of course, namjoon did the same. he had been missing the feeling like crazy. he hadn't stopped thinking about the feeling of jimin's lips, since the last time he felt them on that cold winter night.

ethereal was the only way namjoon could think to describe the feeling. he could spend a whole day doing nothing but kissing the boy and he would have no complaints.

after a few seconds passed, joon broke away, laughing to himself slightly.

jimin was smiling as well, stopping to bite his bottom lip, "what's so funny?"

namjoon just shook his head again, "it's nothing."

jimin put his hand on the bottom of joon's chin, tilting his head up to look at him.

"you stopped kissing me to laugh, so whatever it is you're thinking about must be pretty good," jimin said, teasing him a little, "tell me."

namjoon laughed one last time, before leaning back in his chair, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"honestly... i'm just... i'm so happy," namjoon said, "it's stupid, but... i just... i used to be so embarrassed about who i was, you know? i was always so worried people would figure out that... that i like guys. i never wanted anyone to know."

namjoon looked up at jimin.

"but... when i'm with you... i don't... feel like that,"

jimin looked at joon, feeling himself light up at joon's words.

"well... what do you feel like?"

namjoon thought for a moment, thinking about how to put it into words.

"...i feel so... proud... when people see me with you. i want people to see us together all the time. i want them to know... know how much i care about you. when i'm with you, i'm not just... 'gay'... it's not two boys together. it's just... us, you know? i don't feel like such an outsider when i'm with you."

jimin just stared at him for a minute, letting his words sink in.

"sorry," joon said, "maybe that didn't make any sense... i just-"

"joon," jimin said, cutting him off, lifting up his chin again to look at him, "i love you."

namjoon smiled, feeling embarrassed as he got somewhat emotional with all the confessions.

"i love you, t-"

"no," jimin said, "i mean it. i love you. not just kinda. not just a little. i'm head over heels in love with you, okay? i'm not good with words like you... i never have been. but the one thing i am good at is knowing my feelings. and i have never once questioned how i feel about you."

joon just stared at jimin, letting the words hit him.

"god, i'm such a baby," namjoon said, moving his hand to wipe his teary eyes.

"you're not," jimin said, feeling like he could cry as well, snickering a little, "you must just love me a lot, huh?"

both of the boys laughed, jimin leaning over the table to give him another soft kiss once they calmed down.

namjoon smiled again, reaching his arm across the table to squeeze jimin's hand.

"i do," he said, "so much so, that i need to go excuse myself and try to calm my emotions."

jimin just laughed as joon stood up from the table and excused himself to the bathroom.

jimin was left there alone, people buzzing all around the café. he hadn't even noticed them. hadn't noticed anything except for joon.

jimin bit his bottom lip, smiling to himself as he thought about everything joon said.

moments went by and before he knew it, someone was back at the table, sitting with him. although, this time, it was in the seat next to him, not across from him. of course, jimin didn't think much of it, expecting it to be namjoon,

but, as soon as he looked up, it wasn't namjoon at all.

"...jungkook?" jimin questioned.

he hadn't talked to the boy in months- and he honestly didn't plan on ever talking to him again. jungkook and all those boys he was friends with were all just bad memories to him now, so he couldn't figure out why jungkook would think to sit down beside him. especially since it was obvious jimin wasn't there alone, considering the two drinks and the fact that both his and joon's things were sprawled out all over the table.

"hey, jimin," jungkook said, with a snicker, "how've you been?"

jimin blinked in confusion.

"...good," he said, "and you?"

jungkook shrugged.

"i've been alright."

jimin just stared at him, not really sure what was going on.

"i just wanted to apologize," jungkook said, sitting back in the chair, "about some of the things i said to you a while back. really, i wasn't trying to... offend you."

jimin nodded.

of course, it was a half-ass apology. jimin knew that. if you're not going to apologize for making a mistake, and instead apologize for offending someone, then you might as well not apologize at all. at least, that was jimin's opinion. jungkook's tone also didn't seem the most apologetic, but at the end of the day, jimin really didn't care. he wasn't the type to hold a grudge and he had no reason to, anyway. he and jungkook weren't even friends and if jungkook was at least trying to play nice, then jimin would, too.

"oh," jimin said, "don't worry about that. i barely even remember that stupid fight. water under the bridge."

and jimin meant what he said. he was happy now and moved on. whatever jungkook thought about him really didn't matter much anymore.

"you don't remember?" jungkook asked.

jimin looked up at him, clearly confused.

"you don't remember what i said to you?"

jimin shook his head, suddenly having a bad feeling in his gut.

"i called you gay, remember?" jungkook said, "namjoon, too. called him a fucking pansy."

jimin nodded, his face suddenly becoming sour, "yeah."

jungkook laughed a little, picking up joon's phone from the table and turning it on, staring at the lock screen of jimin and joon.

"so... you two are like a thing, then?" he asked, letting out another small laugh as he set the phone back down on the table.

jimin nodded quickly, without hesitation.

"how sweet," jungkook said.

there was a pause for a minute, jimin hoping jungkook would just leave him alone already.

"i got a question," jungkook said, with that stupid smirk on his face.

"...yeah?" jimin asked.

jungkook just laughed again, looking up at jimin, "does he fuck you?"

jimin's lips parted in shock, thinking he might have heard him wrong.

"...what?"

"does he fuck you?" jungkook repeated, "do you like when he puts his dick in your ass?"

jimin was completely baffled.

jungkook was trying to belittle him, he knew that. but still... it was shocking.

"is that supposed to be funny?" jimin asked.

jungkook shrugged, "i think it's funny," he said, "you probably like it though, huh? bet you're turned on just thinking about it."

jimin wanted to be strong. he wanted to act like he didn't care about what jungkook was saying to him, but he couldn't deny how embarrassed he felt. whatever jungkook was trying to do was working, but jimin was doing his best to look unfazed.

"you're such a twink," jungkook said, with a laugh, "i can't believe i didn't realize it before. it's obvious."

jimin just stared at him.

"what do you want?" jimin asked, "i'm kind of busy right now. joon will be coming back any seco-"

"joon?" he asked, laughing, "bet that's not your only nickname for him, huh?"

"jungkook, stop," jimin said, anger laced in his voice, knowing what was coming.

"come on. say it," jungkook said, "da-da-da-"

"stop," jimin said, even more angry now.

"daddy?" jungkook questioned, "is that it? he likes that one, huh?"

"fuck you," jimin said, "you're cruel."

jungkook snickered, "i bet you like it."

and before jimin could even muster up a response, there was a hand placed over his clothed length.

jimin jumped at the feeling, immediately pushing the hand away.

"what the fuck?" jimin asked, shooting up from the table, raising his voice.

"looks like i was right," jungkook said, motioning to the evident reaction he had in his jeans, "i'll see you around, jimin."

jimin listened as jungkook walked away, exiting the propped open door, and hearing a fit of laughter erupt from outside the café.

"told you guys i could do it," he heard jungkook say, with all the other boys- who he assumed were jungkook's friends breaking out into laughter, "where's my twenty bucks?"

jimin continued listening to their hollers and laughs until they headed elsewhere, leaving jimin standing in the café alone.

he sat there and tried to process what had just happened, not really knowing what to do.

that is, until tears started streaming down his face. they were uncontrollable.

and like it was on cue, namjoon came walking out from the bathroom.

"hey! sorry i took so-"

namjoon immediately stopped talking, when he saw the boy's red cheeks and tears streaming down his face, biting down on his bottom lip as it trembled.

jimin immediately wrapped his arms around namjoon and dug his head into his shoulder as he sobbed.

"jimin, what happened?" namjoon asked, extreme concern laced in his voice, as he held the boy tightly.

jimin was struggling to calm down, feeling like he was having a panic attack as he sobbed out,

"i don't know."

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poor bby :(