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Big thank you to my little helpers, Lucilia__03 & redheadamy93 😭😙

Mood: to each his own by talos

Upon opening the door and revealing the person who he least wanted to see right now, makes Jimin feel all sorts of things. Anger, sadness, and the urge to pull Jungkook into his apartment and embrace him into a hug... if Jimin hasn't felt like a mess before then he feels like one now and the alcohol in him doesn't make things any better. It bothers him a lot to see Jungkook drenched from head to toe from the downpour rain.

Wet hair strands are glued to his forehead and his grey jacket is now painted dark grey with patterns of rain drops. Jimin also notices that the other man's breathing is heavy, his piercing brown eyes focused solely on Jimin, who doesn't know how to react to his appearance.

"J-Jungkook, what are you doing here?" His voice cracks, lump building in his throat and tears welling up in his tired eyes. Jimin's gaze blurs slightly as he looks into Jungkook's chocolate brown eyes, wishing at that moment he could just run into Jungkook's arms and stay there for a while, and remember the first time they had this close proximity. He wills himself not to succumb. Jimin inhales in the moment of silence. Neither of them says a word, air so loaded you could basically cut the tension with a knife.

Jungkook's Adams apple moves as he swallows, not stopping to glimpse at Jimin with determination. He just needs to gather himself and think about what he should say next.

"Jimin, we need to talk..." emits eventually from Jungkook's mouth in a slightly shaky voice if Jimin only would assume he's not the only one suffering in this situation. "You're a fucking coward, you know that? Why did you keep rejecting my calls?"

Isn't it funny how you did the same before?

The single parent shrugs dismissively and motions to close the door, eyes fixed on the floor that's suddenly much more interesting while he tries to ignore how his heart tightens. "If you are here to insult me you can go."

Moments after, however, Jungkook puts his hands on the door and keeps him from shutting it. He steps one step closer to Jimin, making his heart race faster. "That's not what I-Can you let me fucking explain? You just assume things when you didn't even hear my side of the story! Now can I come in or do you want me to speak where everyone can hear us?"

Jungkook hears Jimin sigh and sees him gnaw on his lip, that he desires to feel on his lips again. But now is not the right time to think about it. Jungkook is not even sure if he will ever be allowed to kiss Jimin again or if he is allowed to hold him close. He bites the inside of his cheek as he waits for a sign from Jimin to either discuss things or close the door into his face. This situation they are in makes him feel uneasy and he wishes nothing more to erase all the negative tension.

Their eyes lock on like magnets, both trying to read what's going on in the other's mind. Jimin feels the building turmoil in him, but knows he stands no chance when Jungkook looks at him with pleading eyes.

So, after what feels like a few heartbeats gone by, Jimin hesitantly opens the door to his apartment wider for Jungkook to step in and get into the warm. The latter discards his jacket and hangs it up next to the door, exhaling now that he doesn't wear the wet jacket anymore. Jungkook takes off his shoes and runs his hand through his wet hair, not expecting Jimin to throw a towel at him-well trying to consider the tipsy state he's in.

"Thanks..." he mumbles and gives him a small smile, pondering how to go about this and forming the next words in his mind.

"If you're not going to say anything, why don't you just leave," Jimin murmurs in frustration and looks at him expectantly, arms crossed above his chest and his jaw set. Although Jimin might not look at first glance restless, he actually is unable to still his wandering mind. Millions of thoughts enter his head as he stands there, waiting for the taller man to say anything.

"I'm sorry for running away after our kiss. Jimin, I'm really sorry. I- I never meant to run away. It was a mistake on my part." Sorrow is laced with Jungkook's words before Jimin speaks up, hiccupping. "Mistake? So was the kiss we shared a mistake too?"

Jimin is now looking at Jungkook with angry tears welling up in his eyes, trying so hard for them not to spill. Jungkook sees his eyes starting to get red and swollen; all he wants to do is move his arms so he could place his hands on Jimin's cheeks and wipe away the tears with his thumbs.

"The kiss, oh God no, Jimin... That was never a mistake, you have my word on that." Jimin's heart swells hearing that. He never felt this way, except the time when Minjun was born. But he also feels relieved.

"Okay, give me a second," Jimin says and feels dizzy, hand going up to his head and eyes scrunching shut.

Jungkook contemplates whether he should reach out and help the other or not. He feels vulnerable, admitting his feelings and yet, would Jimin have reacted the way he did if he didn't have in the slightest feelings for him?

"Jimin, have you been drinking?"

"Maybe, but that's not important right now. I'm fine. Where were we? Ah, yes. Cool, the kiss wasn't a mistake... then what about the huge secret you kept from me, hm? Remember when I asked if you worked there? You didn't deny it and in the end, you weren't a kindergarten teacher. God damnit, I let you into my life and close to Minjun and you lied to me."

Ouch.

"Yes, I'm a high school student in my last year and I did steal something. As punishment, I had to do community hours in a kindergarten. I regretted stealing and realised that I didn't know what came over me or why I did that. But believe me when I say that I regret all the bad things I've done and that I'm sorry for keeping the real reason from you. But understand this," Jungkook croaks but eyes never waver. "Nothing scares me more than the possibility of losing you if you find out the truth. I know it doesn't count as a decent excuse and I know that I should have told you everything before things got complicated."

Jimin holds his breath as Jungkook pauses midway and softens his gaze at Jimin. "But when I saw you, all I could think of was how could you make me look at me, Jimin. Seeing you every day made me want to be a better person. I wanted you to know the person I am now, that I have grown-I have changed. But you keep acting like I'm a bad person even when you get to know the real me. And I am not going to lie that even though I want to do better for you, for Minjun, it hurts to see that you have this wall built up around you from things you heard, and assume the reason why I'm in the kindergarten when you didn't let me explain it. Do I not seem like a human with feelings to you?!"

"J-Jungkookie..."

There's this cute nickname again that Jungkook has never hated as much as now as it makes him feel weak. He pushes the thoughts aside and focuses back on the things he wants to get off his chest.

"Look, I like you and I did make a mistake but that was before I got to know Minjun and you. It's something I won't repeat. And trust me when every single day, I wish nothing to be good enough for you. That in spite of it all, I may be the one for you." Jungkook heaves deeply, emotion all over the place. "But maybe I'm wrong, Jimin and we are not meant to be."

"Don't say this..." Jimin sobs, hiccuping as he tries not to let the tears that threaten to fall, escape. He knows he brought it on himself. With all the things he said, Jimin realises how wrong he was. The pain striking Jungkook's face and him looking shattered to the ground, makes Jimin feel like someone stabbed his heart. How could he be so stupid?

"We are both adults and we should be able to clear things. I cannot say often enough how sorry I am. I'm all in if you want to eventually give us a chance but if you don't want to, I'll respect that. If you think you don't want me to be in Minjun's or your life, I'll respect that. You hurt me, yes, but I'll forgive you and maybe you'll find it in yourself to forgive me too one day. It's all up to you now. Whatever you decide... I'll respect it but know that I won't step back without fighting."

Jungkook only sees it happen as Jimin breaks down within seconds and sinks down on his knees, shoulders bouncing and hands moving in front of his face, being full-on crying. It is hard for Jungkook to watch and not to start crying too.

"J-Jungkook... It-" Jimin stutters and interrupts himself with a sob, more tears rolling down his round cheeks now and he has trouble expressing all his thoughts. He feels remorse and guilt tugging at his heart. Jimin doesn't know what to say. "Jungkook, I'm sorry. I'm-I'm so sorry."

Jungkook shakes his head, no longer able to watch the person he likes suffer. To be on the same level as Jimin, he kneels down, eyes wandering over Jimin's hunched figure, tears falling from his cheeks onto his black jeans. Jungkook may never have been in a relationship, but he realises that if they can't manage to sort out what's there between them now, that it may destroy a lot more than they realise at that moment.

Jungkook swallows hard and rolls his hands into fists, nails digging into his skin that it hurts and releases it. Gently, he places both his hands on Jimin's wrists and moves them from his face. What he sees causes his stomach to churn. Jimin's soft cheeks are streaked with tears which bothers Jungkook. So he lets go of Jimin's wrists, reaches out and cups his cheek, wiping away the tears in a gingerly manner. This leaves Jimin tense and then looking up into sparkling brown eyes shimmering with tears.

"I think you should calm down before we continue this conversation." Jungkook softly sighs and gives him a small smile, letting his own hands fall into his lap as he moves to get up. From his crouched position, he stands and suddenly feels hands clutching to his jumper.

"Don't go! Don't leave me, please."

"I won't leave, Min-Jimin. I won't leave until we both have discussed this like adults and got everything off our chests. Let's get you to the sofa first, hm?" I really want us to fix this. Jungkook is younger, only by a year but it feels good taking care of someone else rather than only looking after himself. Holding out his hands for Jimin to grab, the latter reaches out hesitantly and glides his hands onto Jungkook's. He engulfs Jimin's hands with his own and pulls Jimin onto his feet.

Together they walk to the sofa where Jimin takes a seat and looks at Jungkook with a nervous but grateful smile. Jungkook goes into the kitchen and fills a glass with water for Jimin, which he gives him after he sits down on the sofa. It takes a little while for Jimin's sobs to subside and he stops crying. He may look weepy and tired, but it won't change how beautiful he looks in Jungkook's eyes.

The cold water in the glass, coming from the fridge, from the heat of Jimin's hand, forms drops on the outside, eventually rolling down onto his hand. Jimin stares at the glass and then begins to speak. "I'm sorry. I don't even know where to begin. I'm a wreck-I've been a wreck since you ran away after we kissed. You never texted or said anything, so all I could think was that you regretted the kiss. After-when I heard someone talking about you being there for community hours, and then remembered you telling me you were working there... I-I felt so betrayed, but I think now I can understand your point of view a little better."

Jungkook nods understandingly. "The reason why I rejected your calls was that I needed time to think about a few things. My feelings and how I'd tell you that I wasn't actually working there. It was wrong of me to not say anything with many opportunities but I didn't know better at this point. I was too blinded by panic and scared to face reality. I didn't even consider how you'd feel until my grandma talked to me. I acted selfish and it can't be excused."

"Your grandma?" Jimin furrows his brows, eyes focusing on his thumb wiping over the glass. What has his grandma to do with this?

"Hmm, do you remember the elderly woman you ran into in front of the supermarket? She's actually my grandmother and was very impressed by you that day." Jungkook chuckles, remembering what she told him. This boy has a temper and even if he might have been wrong in how he acted and what he said... it was clear he cares about you quite a lot. For what's worth, you should fight for and this Jimin might mean more to you than you want to admit right now. Maybe all it takes is you showing him what you want from him and from what I heard, put your cards on the table.

"She's your grandma?" Jimin's face flushes, feeling even worse that someone close to Jungkook saw and heard what he said. Does she think badly of him now? Probably... How will he face her now when Jungkook introduces them? Wait a minute-

"Yup," Jungkook grins sheepishly, "but no worries... I told her about you before. I mean-"

He's suddenly out of words when he finally sees Jimin's face. He's still flustered from the crying and the remaining traces of alcohol in Jimin. Albeit him looking a mess, Jungkook still smiles softly and lifts a hand to cup Jimin's face.

His thumb is quick to wipe the tears away.

"You're so pretty," Jungkook whispers honestly.

"Even if I look like this? I am a drunk crying mess."

Jungkook shakes his head lightly and cups his other cheek, wiping the tears on the other side of his face. Jimin tilts his head to the side, putting pressure on Jungkook's palm. He savours the warmth.

"Nothing can falter how pretty you are," Jungkook says proudly as if no one is allowed to fault him.

"I can't believe this," Jimin giggles quietly, opening his eyes and blinking the tears that found their way into his eyes. "I can't believe that we're both idiots."

Jungkook laughs and presses his forehead against Jimin. The tip of their noses brush against each other and send shivers down Jimin's spine. It feels like touching a livewire but in a good, most pleasant way. Jimin couldn't get enough of the feeling.

"I'm not though," Jungkook teases, face still close to Jimin, his wet hair strands falling back into his face. Jimin sees Jungkook eye his lips for a moment. It happened too fast for Jimin to think he might be just imagining things. He snorts and pushes at his arm playfully. Jimin lifts his hands and wraps his fingers around Jungkook's wrists. He stares into Jungkook's eyes directly and swallows the lump in his throat nervously.

"So, you like me?"

Jungkook thumbs at Jimin's flushed cheeks.

"Didn't you hear the first time?"

Jimin wants to actually squeal. He can't believe it. Since when is Jungkook acting like this? It's bad for his heart, Jimin decides. It causes his heartbeat to speed up, blood pumping up to his ears as he sees stars in Jungkook's enticing eyes, staring nowhere else but at him like it's only them in the world.

"Can I kiss you?" Jungkook's eyes flicker down to his lips for a second, leaning closer again and only stopping mere millimetres before him with their breath mingling. Like in trance, Jimin licks over his lips, slowly moving his head up and down. Butterflies erupt in his stomach as their lips meet in a long-awaited and soft kiss. Both close their eyes and dive into the euphoric sensation.

Jungkook loves how soft and warm Jimin's lips feel against his. They taste just like the wine he had earlier. Jungkook kisses him more firmly. He wants more of this; more of Jimin's finger on his skin and more of him looking at him like he hung up the stars in the sky. Jungkook feels a hand coming up to his ribs, curling into the cotton of his jumper and he grows bold too by daring to put a hand on Jimin's thigh.

He knows it affects him just as much as him when the smaller gasps into the kiss and then boldly tug on his clothes to pull him back into a kiss, but Jungkook stops him.

"Do you like me too?"

"Do you even have to ask?"

"I want to hear you saying it," Jungkook answers, dark eyes gazing forth and back between Jimin's eyes which causes the latter to give in, not being able to resist the other.

"Fine. I like you, satisfied?"

"Not, yet." Jungkook leans back in and kisses him, this time more passionately. Jimin considers swinging a leg over Jungkook's lap when they hear a door open, Minjun peeking out of the door, causing Jimin to scramble to the other end of the sofa. He hopes Minjun didn't see anything but seeing that he rubs his eyes from tiredness with one hand while holding his stuffed animal in his other hand, makes him breathe out in relief.

"Papa?"

It takes him a few seconds to step closer, hands falling next to his body. Furrowing his eyebrows, he tries to figure out what's going on, realising with a gasp his father is indeed not the only one in the living room. A dull thud sounds in the now silent living room, making Jimin and Jungkook tense.

"Kookie?"

They both watch as he joyfully calls his name before he rushes into the living room in his pyjamas and climbs into Jungkook's lap, hugging him tightly. The stuffed animal long forgotten that he let fall in front of his room.

"I guess I'm not the only one who missed you. Do I have to worry that he might get more attention than me?" Jimin murmurs and pouts, fumbling with his hands in his lap. Soon it's engulfed in a bigger hand, making him look up to see Jungkook softly smiling at him, eyes sparkling with adoration and something else he can't decipher.

"You'll always be my star while he is my little star. There's no need to be jealous, Min. I'll be here for both of you and give you the love you deserve."

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😭😭😭 I think... this might be it?

There's going to be an epilogue tho. I don't think I'll write another normal chapter or maybe yes? I really hope you enjoyed this book and are looking forward to the two new upcoming stories this month 🙈💜