New chapter after procrastinating for two days!!! Enjoy~~<3

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   The next day, Jimin woke up before Yoongi feeling not so hot. He felt even worse than the day before. He didn't even feel like getting out of bed and much rather preferred to stay in Yoongi's warm embrace. But he wanted to prove Yoongi wrong, so he knew he'd have to get up.

   "H-Hyungie, get up. We have to go to practice," Jimin said quietly while gently shaking Yoongi. "We have to go eat breakfast, so we have enough energy." Yoongi groaned and pulled Yoongi closer to his chest.

   "Go back to sleep, baby boy. I have no desire to get up from the bed," Yoongi said in a deep and sexy morning voice. Jimin felt shivers rack down his spine. Yoongi smirked.

   "B-But Hyung~! You said last night we could go!" Jimin whined.

   "No, you said that we could go," retaliated Yoongi. "I said that we'd stay here and cuddle. Don't you want to cuddle with your Hyungie?" Jimin faltered. Cuddling with Yoongi always made him feel so safe and loved. It was everything that Jimin has ever wanted. But he loved dancing so much.

   "Hyung, we can cuddle when we get home," Jimin said finally. Yoongi gave him a pointed look.

   "Hyung!"

   "Alright! Alright, whatever, Chim," Yoongi sighed, finally relenting. Jimin cheered.

   "Let's go then!"

   The two men rose from their bed and got dressed before padding down the stairs. Hoseok was preparing an American style breakfast while the rest of them watched.

   "Oh? I thought Yoongi-hyung said that you two weren't coming today," said Taehyung when Yoongi sat down at the kitchen table with Jimin in his lap.

   "Jimin really wants to go for some reason even though I'd rather stay in the bed and cuddle, but he managed to persuade me," Yoongi sighed.

   "Whipped," Jungkook whispered. Yoongi gave him a hard look. Jungkook flinched.

   Soon enough, Hoseok served the food and they all dug in. Since it tasted so good, they finished quickly and were soon in the van. Jimin obviously sat beside Yoongi and Taehyung sat beside Jimin.

   "Are you ready to dance again, Jiminie?" Hoseok asked from the passenger's seat.

   "Yeah!" Jimin exclaimed excitedly.

   "You and Yoongi-hyung aren't that far behind. You both will be able to catch on very quickly.:

   "Alright," Yoongi sighed.

   At that moment, the seven boys pulled up to their company building. They all filed out and entered the building, greeting the staff politely as they walked by.

   Jimin and Yoongi were unconsciously holding hands as they walked behind the other five men. Well, Yoongi noticed because he's the one that initiated it, but Jimin didn't.

   Subtly, Yoongi glanced over at Jimin and smiled lovingly. Jimin was beautiful. So damn beautiful. Yoongi wanted to taste his lips again, but he knew that he'd have to wait until he fell asleep later on that night.

   "Hyung, are you okay? You've been staring at me for quite a while." Yoongi snapped out of his stupor and blushed a deep red when he realized he had been caught.

   "Yeah, Minnie, I'm sorry. I was lost in thought," Yoongi apologized. Jimin smiled in reassurance.

   "It's okay, Yoonie! Now, let's hurry; we're lagging behind."

   Their practice went on as good as usual. Jimin and Yoongi were able to pick up on the dances just like Hoseok had said, and honestly, Jimin was feeling extremely good. Dancing was always a good way for Jimin to relieve stress, and it was working just as well as usual.

   "Guys, I need to pee," Jimin said a couple of hours after they started.

   "Alright, go ahead, Jimin," their dance instructor said. Jimin smiled awkwardly and bowed a smidge before hurrying out of the studio.

   He soon enough did his business and was washing his hands. Automatically, his eyes travelled to the mirror in front of him and he casually started to observe himself as one would do while looking at a mirror.

   Jimin was about to turn away when he thought he heard a voice calling out his name. Confusedly, Jimin looked around the room, but he found no one. He shrugged his shoulders and started towards the door—

   "Jimin, turn around." Jimin froze. What the heck? Was he hearing things?

   "Jimin, come here!" Jimin jumped, completely terrified, before scrambling back over to the mirror.

   "There you are . . . Good boy . . ." The boy stared scared at the mirror as his own reflection smirked evilly at him. The voice was . . . him.

   "How can you even live with yourself, Park?" the other Jimin snorted. "You murdered someone, Jimin! I'm surprised they haven't kicked you out of the group yet!"

   "Y-Yoongi said that it was okay because it was self-defense," Jimi stuttered in a small voice. "Minnie saved Yoongi!" He didn't even notice that he had begun to speak about himself in the third person.

   "You didn't save Yoongi! Yoongi's a big boy; he could've figured out how to save himself without a person losing their life." Jimin whimpered as tears gathered in his eyes.

   "N-No, Yoonie told Minnie that he did good."

   "Well, Yoonie lied," the other Jimin mocked. "What will ARMY think when they find out that their sweet and adorable little Jiminie was the cause of a man's death?"

   "They won't ever find out," Jimin growled, his voice suddenly going cold and hard. The imposter laughed.

   "And how do you know that?" he cackled. "I bet there is an insider in the police force that would be more than willing to leak that CCTV footage. And I'm almost positive that all of your fans will turn on you."

   "THAT'S NOT TRUE!" Jimin roared while slamming both of his hands down on the sink. "THEY WOULD NEVER DO THAT TO ME! THEY'D LISTEN TO MY SIDE OF THE STORY FIRST!"

   "That's not true and you know it!" Evil Jimin exclaimed. "After all, who'd side with a potential murderer?"

   Jimin let out a loud scream and smashed his fist as hard as he could into the mirror, causing it to shatter and Jimin's doppelgänger to crumble. The dancer continued to scream and wail in pure agony even as he heard people begin to near the bathroom that he had locked himself in.

   "JIMIN, OPEN THE DOOR!" he heard someone shout from the other side.

   "Jiminie, please let us in," someone begged.

   "Baby boy let me in, hmm?" a much more soothing voice said from outside. Jimin's head snapped up.

   "H-Hyungie?"

   "Yes, my love, it's your Hyungie. I'll make sure no one else comes in, but at least let me in. Or do you want TaeTae too? Or only TaeTae?"

   "O-Only Hyungie. Only wan' Hyungie," Jimin sniffled. From the other side, everyone was surprised that Jimin didn't want Taehyung, as they were literally soulmates. However, Taehyung wasn't surprised at all. He knew that his best friend only wanted his crush at the moment, as he was the only one that he could relate to in terms of trauma.

   "Okay, baby. Open the door for me." Jimin hesitantly unlocked the door for Yoongi before quickly running over to the corner of the bathroom. Once Yoongi was inside, he closed and locked the door before walking over to the younger, only sparing a quick glance at the broken glass underneath the sink. "Tell Hyungie what's wrong, hmm?"

   "The other Jimin was telling me that everyone will hate me when they find out I killed someone," Jimin whimpered. Yoongi was confused.

   "Other Jimin?"

   "The one in the mirror. He said everyone will hate me." Yoongi looked at him with a sad expression before reaching forward, gently grabbing Jimin's face, and pulling him in for a sweet kiss. Jimin was frozen in shock before it dissipated and started to kiss back eagerly.

   Their lips moved softly with each other's as they kissed passionately. Yoongi pulled Jimin onto his lap as he kissed him deeply, his tongue gently moving into younger's moth and his hands finding their way to his lower body. Jimin's hands moved to Yoongi's shoulders as he let out a small and cute moan of approval in Yoongi's mouth.

   The pair pulled away a couple minutes later, panting heavily. Jimin avoided eye contact with Yoongi and slowly slid off his lap, Yoongi watching his every move.

   "Why?" Jimin asked in a whisper.

   "Baby boy," Yoongi started, "you did nothing wrong." Jimin looked up at him. "Whatever the voice told you is wrong. You did good, baby. You're a good boy, Jimin."

   Jimin's eyes began sparkling at Yoongi's last sentence. Is what he said really true?

   "I-I'm a good boy?" Jimin questioned with wide eyes.

   "The bestest boy, sweetheart."

   And Jimin attacked him with another kiss.

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