Another Love - Tom Odell

"Jimin okay?"

A small smile fixated Jimin's lips upon hearing Taemin's voice, shifting in the bed to get comfortable, "Yes I'm okay, how has your progress been with your speaking?"

Taemin gently caresses Jimin's cheeks with a foundation brush, intently focusing on how the color smudging against Jimin's skin.

"Practice hospital um- talk," Taemin pauses, blinking a few times to gather his thoughts well before speaking, "Better. Taemin better, slow."

Slow progress, that's good.

He actually has been better since the first time they were in the hospital. Slow progress for sure but with more practice and patience he has than Taemin will eventually get there for sure.

Jimin has learned from Yeosang that Taemin is starting to refer to himself in third person often, and Taemin has mentioned that due to his amnesia by stating his name he can have an idea to who he is, almost like a grasp to his identity when he talks to someone.

The more time passes that he feels confident in himself, then he'll move to first person whenever he's ready.

"That's good," Jimin says quietly, closing his eyelids as Taemin began to brush eyeshadow on his eyelids, "So are you going to do anything today?"

It was silent for a moment before Taemin stopped brushing over Jimin's eyelids, making the other male flutter eyes open to look at him focused on brushing off the remaining eyeshadow dust from Jimin's cheeks.

"No.... Stay, make up Jimin," A small twitch flickers Jimin's lips, "Date?"

Date huh?

For a moment Jimin was a little lost to what Taemin was referring to, but then Taemin gestures to the make up.

Oh right.

"Well um.... My boyfriends kinda want to do something tonight, I don't know what but wanted to look my best," Jimin explains, feeling a little nervous when Taemin tilts his head to the side innocently, "Don't know what to wear though."

Taemin blinks, nibbling on his bottom lip as though he's trying sum up his words.

"Men door.... Your boyfriend?"

Jimin raises an eyebrow, "From the hospital? When I came in?"

Taemin nods, making sure the make up blends well with his skin as he began to blush his skin.

"Yes.... I have another one too, name Taehyung. Who you saw at the hospital was Jeongguk."

Taemin's 'oh's' to this and twitches a smile, "Two friends, Yeosang Hongjoong," He pauses but clears his throat, "Taemin friends."

Jimin sits up a little straighter, his face falling a little to a small hint of annoyance to Taemin's tender smile, but he brushes it away when the male meets his eyes.

He can never be too angry at Taemin.

No matter how much he wants to be, but not directly at him though.

At himself more so to say.

"Hongjoong is your friend too?"

An enthusiastic nod made by Taemin twitches more a nerve in Jimin's heart, "Nice to Taemin," And he puts away the brushes to take out a red lipstick, "Part."

Jimin blinks at him and parted his lips when Taemin gently smudges the red color on his lips, getting the message to what he was referring to. Quietly Jimin let's Taemin taint his lips with red, staring at the way the male focused on it to make sure it's outlined nicely.

Meanwhile all Jimin could think about was how..... Different Taemin looks.

He's relaxed, almost as though no troubles weighed on his shoulder. His new hair color even makes him look younger, much more alive in his own sense of way.

And most of all, he looks happy to be here, with Jimin.

A deep frown suddenly shifted Jimin's lips as he remembered what he said to Kai about him, feeling this guilt and shame strike his very core with the way Taemin smiles being like a painful strike on his heart.

He didn't know what was going on with his mind at that time, nor why he decided to say such cruel thing.

Jimin isn't like this.

He would never..... He wouldn't say something like that.

Especially towards Taemin.

The more Jimin sits there on Taemin's bed while the other happily does his make up, Jimin couldn't stop himself from placing a hand in his wrist to stop him from adding more lipstick.

"Taemin I'm sorry," Jimin says quietly, making Taemin freeze on the spot, "I.... I said something bad about you while you were like this and..... I messed up. I'm really sorry."

Jimin was hesitant to look into the other's eyes since he is filled with so much shame and guilt to what he said, and it wasn't helping that Taemin is still so innocently nice to him but he's always been this kind to Jimin since the very beginning.

His tender heart for him hasn't changed.

"N-No...... Jimin sad," Taemin's voice is a little upsetting in its own, making Jimin look back to him to see the deepest pout on his lips, "Taemin forgive...... Never mad. Okay?"

Jimin didn't deserve his forgiveness, but that's something that he can't discuss with him now about it. Hopefully once his speaking grows better and his memory runs back, Jimin could be able to have a more smooth conversation to him about this.

Where Taemin can express himself much more better.

So all Jimin did was nod but suddenly was taken back when Taemin leans forward, abruptly pressing his lips against Jimin's own red lips.

What the fuck?!

What just happened-

What!

Instinctively in panic Jimin pushes him back, feeling the harsh words of his boyfriends attack his mind brutally as he stares in horror to Taemin and what he did.

Meanwhile the other male was reflecting the panic physically, lips gapped in shock to realization, "S-Sorry..... So s-sorry! Don't.... Don't know."

It was almost as though Taemin did this out of impulse, he clearly was not thinking properly to have done it.

He doesn't know why he did it, and now he feels so guilty.

Anxiously Taemin was rubbing his hair, grunting in pain when he did so that even made Jimin sit up in concern to the sudden state the other male is in. Even if Jimin right now is getting waves of horrid flashbacks in his head to the panicking fear to if his boyfriends found out about this, thinking whether they would call him a whore all night or would get to the point to hit him -again- he had to shove that aside.

Taemin is more important right now.

He did just get a brain injury, having such an intense emotion like this could be impactful.

Immediately Jimin places a hand to Taemin's arm, rubbing it gently to calm him down, "Hey it's okay. Does your head hurt? Do you need medicine-"

"G-Gatita."

Jimin's whole mind snapped blank.

Those fearful thoughts and harsh memories faded away, just to that simple and shakily familiar word that Jimin never though he would hear for a long time.

And his heart felt heavy.

Too heavy.

Taemin looks up from glaring at the ground to his pain, fixating to look into Jimin's eyes in slight confusion, "Gatita..... Taemin Gatita."

There was too much shock that Jimin is feeling right now, but one thing definitely enlightened something in his better conscious.

Taemin is remembering.

He's remembering.

Oh God....

Jimin's red lips began to wobble as he looks at him, smiling it through as he tries so hard not to cry. Instead he attempts to keep himself calm in order not to overwhelm Taemin to the fact he remembered something.

So he only nods, "Yes...... You use to call me Gatita."

Taemin was almost lost in a daze to the word, mouthing it quietly to himself before his eyes drifted to Jimin's lips once again, "Taemin sorry.... Kiss Gatita...... No think."

The small smile grew from Jimin's lips as he gently caresses Taemin's hair, hoping it still has the same effect to calm him down as it did so before.

Seems like it did because Taemin relaxed, his panic slowly subsiding.

"It's okay, guess that lipstick was tempting huh?" Jimin jokes it off, managing to make Taemin softly smile back, "Maybe you felt old feelings again."

Taemin head tilts to the side confusingly, leaning forward that made Jimin tense up again in fear that he was going to kiss him again.

He didn't, he paused a few inches back as he just studies Jimin's face like a computer scan.

Trying to read Taemin carefully.

"Feelings...... Taemin love Jimin?"

Jimin jaw clenches a little, especially to how close Taemin is to his face. The question itself also provoked a little bit of goosebumps to spread his skin, remembering the night he confessed being the same night Jimin once again got together with his boyfriends.

Different, everything is so different now.

But Jimin will be honest.

"Yes.... Taemin loved Jimin very much."

"Jimin love Taemin?"

"Well," Jimin pauses for a second in hesitation, seeing the curiosity burning behind Taemin's eyes as he stared into his soul. And Jimin found himself speaking before his mind could register it, "Yes, I did."

Unexpectedly Taemin smiles, a bright and warm smile. Maybe he even giggles happily for a moment as he raises a hand to brush away a strand of Jimin's hair back to not let it smudge his mascara.

And he meets Jimin's gaze, "Love..... Still?"

Jimin couldn't answer that.

He couldn't because he doesn't..... Know himself. This fear is whispering to the back of his mind and he can't find himself to be disloyal to his relationship like this, by feelings that is.

To be more clear, he doesn't want to feel anything.

Yet as he looks at Taemin now, the same person who would always take care of him and would be gentle whenever Jimin wasn't ready to take a step ahead. In the smallest details Taemin always showed how much he loved Jimin.

Right now Jimin is afraid to even feel. Even if in some part deep down inside he still held those feelings, it's something that isn't supposed to happen.

So with that being said, Jimin avoided the question instead be began to pack up his make up, "I should go.... It's getting late."

Taemin instantly frowns, "Say wrong?"

Jimin shakes his head as he zips up the small bag hastily, "No you didn't say anything wrong, it's just," He pauses to let out a heavy breath to control the racing of his heart, "Trust me, us around each other for too long isn't a good thing."

Clearly Taemin was still confused about what Jimin is talking about, but he hated how in panic he looks.

He's so scared?

Meanwhile Jimin was just about ready to get off the bed but Taemin gently holds onto his wrist, stopping him, "Wait," Jimin pauses for a moment, freezing in his steps but looks back to him, "Um..... Kiss Gatita.... Again?"

Jimin frowns heavily to this, knowing he should say no to this to not risk Taemin's feelings to get mixed up. He can't confuse him into this mess, that's the last thing Jimin wants for him.

So he shakes his head, standing to his feet, "Trust me it's not a good idea, I really should go."

Right when Jimin was just about to head out to the door, arms suddenly wrapped around his body from behind. It wasn't a hostile type of act, Jimin could tell by how gentle it felt like he was being cradled rather than caged up.

Like a warm blanket.

It was a way Taemin could speak when his words aren't enough, that he's sorry and doesn't want Jimin to leave him alone. A sensible act, more so like a pleading child.

Yet Jimin's mind didn't process it fast enough like that. His mind went into instant panic mode to the many times in the past Taehyung or Jeongguk yanked him back like this so he wouldn't walk out the front door.

That's why Jimin suddenly lets out a horrid scream.

The scream itself was mixed up of so much panic and fear that his body instantly began to thrash out. His mind flooded with many flashbacks that he didn't even feel it when Taemin let's him go, which was when Jimin began to scream.

Jimin still felt those hard and rough hands touching his body, feeling as though they're leaving prints on his skin that burned. He's not screaming anymore, but he is screeching as he feverishly skids his hands down his clothes and digs his nails against his clothes to remove the hands he feels in his head.

"Get them off! Please get them off!" Jimin cries weakly, whimpering to the flashbacks in his head, "Leave me alone!"

And suddenly he bolts out of the room, hearing Taemin's shakily voice calling out to him but his mind was only fueled into darkness just like his vision when he storms inside a dark and empty room.

Hide, he has to hide from them.

They won't get him here.

Abruptly Jimin slams to a wall and he slides down, instantly scrambling to the farthest corner of the room with knees to his chest as a shield. His whole body is trembling so hard that he didn't even feel himself breathing anymore.

He lost touch to where he is, hearing the sounds of screaming fueling his ears that sounded so real. It frightened him so much to hear footsteps closing in on the shut door of the room Jimin is in, but he only cowers his head on his knees in hopes they'll go away.

Please go away.

Let me leave.

I wasn't doing anything wrong.

I don't feel anything, I don't.

Those words were a constantly replay in Jimin's head, trying to memorize the perfect things to say so they wouldn't hurt him.

However it all vanished the second he heard the door creak open.

Oh no they found him.

Unable to help himself, he screams.

"I wasn't going to leave I promise! I was going to come back! Please don't hurt me!" He pleads weakly as he hears the footsteps close in on him, "T-This relationship is all I have, remember? I'm good, I promise!"

His body feverishly shakes even more when he feels the presence of someone in front of him, fighting so hard not to control he own sobs as he hugs himself tighter.

"Have mercy please."

There's a moment that the person didn't do anything, and for a second Jimin thought that they finally left.

Until he heard a soft voice against his ear.

"Minnie."

It was like an electric shock that suddenly struck Jimin, his brain trying to work to find familiarity to the voice but it was still so hazy with the rattle of fear.

I-It doesn't sound like that.

"G-Gatita," A sobbing voice was like another rattle to Jimin's senses, "I-I'm sorry."

Jimin's mind began to feel as though it's snow falling from the sky, bringing down every single terror that was being held into the storm of his head.

To feel warm.

He felt warm.

Like a soft fireplace burning his skin.

Slowly the hands he felt caging his body began to fade.

"It's okay Minnie," That stern yet delicate voice caressed his ears, feeling like the shield was covering around his body even though not a single touch was on his skin, "You're safe."

Safe.

Jimin is safe.

They're not here.

They won't get to him.

He's safe to move, let alone breathe.

Safe.

"Protect Jimin," And slowly Jimin was brought right back to the present, "Safe."

He's not in danger.

Jimin is okay.

And he's not alone.

Yet he still sniffles to gather his breath, rubs his arms nervously to feel his touch only on his body. With the secure that he's in no danger, he slowly raises his head up.

The only light inside the room is from the hallway light, lighting two silhouette that appear as angels through Jimin's eyes.

Angels.

Delicate angels.

Yeosang and Taemin.

Right here, to comfort him without being physically in him. Their tender stares and careful distance was enough for Jimin to feel as though he was being given the space to calm down without feeling so suffocated.

He missed this.

Feeling as though he was being given a choice.

So with a shakily voice, he whispers under his breath, "H-Hold me please."

No words were said, the only the warmness Jimin felt by the arms being wrapped around his fragile body as he calms down from his episode. He could feel Taemin trembling from the panic to how he saw Jimin, but also his shakily hand rubbing his back to ease him down. He could also feel Yeosang holding onto both of them, pressing his cheek against the crown of Jimin's head as he protects the two souls he cares with all his heart.

No matter the circumstances, promising to be there for the two no matter how difficult life can get.

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A/N:
And now ending this was a very emotional chapter.

These past three chapters has been one spiral of emotions, how are we doing?

I'm sorry it took so long, takes a bit of time to write all three chapters lol

Did you guys have a favorite out of the three? Any reason as to why?

I PURPLE YOU! <3