Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood

Jimin shoves through the crowd, not caring who it was that he tripped to the floor or banged to a wall, he just kept moving through and quickly going up the large staircase where he saw Taemin run off too.

From there he sees a hallway that flowed from both sides, clearly filled with horny people, but Jimin only avoids them as he goes to the door where he thought he saw Taemin disappear into.

And to his luck, that is the one he stormed off.

Taemin is standing there with the annoying LED lights shifting from blue and pink, hands running down his face. He turns around when Jimin steps inside and closes the door behind him, seeing the tears in Taemin's eyes

Ah shit.

Scratching his head now, Jimin grunts, "Taemin-"

"N-No," He shutters, shaking his head, "Before y-you start, I'll speak first."

Jimin studies his eyes, just as a tear streamed down his cheek, and he slumps his shoulders with a nod.

Shaking hands raises up and Taemin wipes the tears off his eyes, now looking at Jimin much more hurt, "I've had enough of this, okay? I.... I fucked up! I know I fucked our friendship. I shouldn't have asked you that question, that's my fault and I'm sorry. I get it, okay, if you felt weird afterwards but.... Just because I said that, it doesn't mean I still want that to happen now or will always think of that now. It was a long time ago Jimin!"

And he runs a hand through his brunette hair, grunting, "And now you invite me to this party, barely even talking to me and just - what was the point in that? Huh? Just for you to show off your boyfriends to my face? Do you not realize how hurt I am because of you've been treating me?"

Jimin frowns, about to say something but kept his lips sealed, letting him finish.

"Fuck, it hurts, okay? We went from being able to hold each other in bed, talk about deep shit, to now unable to even breathe the same fucking air! I... I miss you like crazy! And it just.... It feels like you don't miss me back and that leaves me to question whether or not you're even my best friend in the first place!"

And he sits on the bed, sniffling to himself while once again wiping his cheeks like a small sad child, "Whatever, do whatever you want. I'm tired of this game. I'm tired of always trying for you, and not even getting a glimpse of it in return."

Silence, just left in silence.

Jimin wanted to be very careful with his next words, despite how badly he wanted to go off on Taemin about what he's truly been up to and his identity that he's been lying about for years.

How now he has a target to his head because of how he fucked up unless Jimin gets some information.

Best believe Jimin wanted to let all of that out.

But he can't....

Not now at least.

Right now could be his opportunity to get in, even if he's so scared to do so.

He doesn't want to hurt Taemin, more than he already has, but he's doing this for him.

So he can remain alive.

He may be in pain for a while but at least he'll be alive.

So Jimin slowly approaches Taemin, sitting beside him on the bed with a nervous frown playing his lips. Taemin is calmer now, way calmer than earlier.

He needed to let that out.

And Jimin slowly takes one of his hands into his, feeling his heart crack a little when Taemin's fragile gaze met his.

"I'm sorry," Jimim whispers, rubbing his knuckle, "I..... I was just scared that.... If we got close to how we were then you would get the wrong idea and I would hurt you."

Best start with a little honesty.

Taemin rolls his eyes, shaking his head but didn't move his hand away, "Yeah, yet you don't seem to worry about that with strangers-"

"That's different," Jimin defends, frowning, "You're my best friend. Of course I'll be more worried about hurting you because it'll affect everything, and nothing will be like how it was before for sure."

"And here we are," Taemin ventures brokenly sarcastic, looking down to his lap with a frown, "I just.... I miss you. I miss you as a friend and.... It sucks that I have to be the one saying this right now."

Jimin squeezes his grip on his hand, making Taemin meet his gaze, "I miss you too Taemin, a lot. I'm sorry if I panicked and pushed you away.... I guess we just have to be more honest with each other these days, right?"

Indirectly Jimin sent off that stab, but Taemin didn't catch it since he just solemnly nods.

And so Jimin got a bit bold, "I just want to know Taemin..... This whole time that we've been friends, has anything been fake?"

Taemin furrows his eyebrows, "What?"

"Our friendship.... Has there been a time where you ever lied to me? Or just.... Were someone you're not? Maybe.... Used me to back yourself up or something like that? You can be honest with me, it's okay."

Jimin tried to see any flashes of emotions or disturbances that could be a sign in Taemin's expression.

But Taemin remained the same, probably even more confused, "Of course not. We grew up together Jimin, you know everything about me. Wait-" And Taemin suddenly removes his hand from his, "Are you seriously putting the blame on me for your behavior? Did I do something to give off that impression or what?"

"No it's not that," And he takes both of Taemin's hands now, staring into his eyes, "Are you hiding something from me? That could affect our friendship?"

Taemin studies his eyes, still nothing in his expression as he shakes his head, "No Jimin, I'm not."

That hurt more Jimin's heart than it should've.

Hm, guess talking it out won't work after all.

Wooyoung's plan will have to be performed after all.

Should've been honest while you still had the chance Taemin.

Jimin grimaces for a moment before suddenly smiling, sitting closer to him, "Sorry, I'm a little high. Didn't mean to sound weird," He says, grinning to Taemin rolling his eyes, "But... I do feel like we're losing touch of each other. I want to make it up to you."

It's clear that Taemin was trying not to smile, but it failed as he chuckles to himself, "Is it because I'm here crying like a little bitch at a wild party?"

"Yeah maybe," Jimin snickers back, forcing his heart to feel cold, "But you like pretty tonight."

Taemin is getting all geeked up, but he's hiding it well as he raises his gaze to look at Jimin and nudges his shoulder, "Um.... Your boyfriends.... They seem pretty nice."

Jimin wanted to laugh at this.

Nice, right, they're definitely nice.

Instead he snickers and raises a hand, caressing a strand of hair from Taemin's face away that made the man blush evidently underneath the LED lights, "Yeah, they're pretty interesting, but they're not my boyfriend."

Taemin hums, eyes fixing to his lap, biting his bottom lip to not grin, "Oh."

Jimin takes out his colorful pen that Yeosang got for him, taking a deep intake to give him a bit of a push with the smoke oozing his lips before extending it out to Taemin.

The man only laugh, taking the pen from his fingers, "It's been a while since we've smoked together. Is is nicotine or THC?"

"THC, or Nicotine - I don't fucking know," Jimin chuckles, staring now at the way Taemin wraps his lips around the mouth piece and presses on the button, inhaling before removing the pen and exhaling the smoke from his lips.

Jimin continues to stare, and stare, until he impulsively leans forced with a hand to Taemin's cheek, molding their lips together.

Taemin wasn't one to be not easily get adjusted to what's going on, stays in shock as a reflex. The second Jimin's lips met his, he took advantage of the opportunity and kissed him back - with everything he had in his soul.

And after a while, his heart felt happy.

But Jimin pulls away, their foreheads still nuzzled together, "I don't want to hide away anymore," He murmurs, feeling his soul grow cold to Taemin's lie to his face, "If you still want me to be your first, in anything, I can be. That is if you want to."

Taemin didn't bother hiding his smile now, softly nodding with a gentle lip bite, "Of course I do. You were um.... Actually my first kiss with another guy so, yeah."

A little stab hit Jimin's heart to those words, but he iced it away with a smile, "Then we'll take things slow, and I'll guide you on anything you want to experience."

There's a moment where Taemin didn't react but then he did start giggling, wrapping his arms around Jimin's neck, "That makes me a bit giddily inside. I'm just glad I didn't lose you Jimin."

To refuse to let the words affect him, Jimin leans and their lips were met once again, and this time Jimin couldn't hide the dim glint in his eyes.

He's not that Taemin he knows.

Taemin is a liar.

A fake.

A dealer.

He doesn't care, he just plays it off that he does.

Jimin is doing the right thing.

He knows he is.

Because at least Taemin will be alive by the time this ends, so he's being more considerate towards his life even if he was a liar.

Yeah, he is.

He's doing the right thing.

Yet why is Taemin's smile within the kiss breaking his heart?

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A/N:
Ouch.....

Well um.... I'm sending a lot of heart breaks in the future :)

That's going to tough to read.

I PURPLE YOU! <33