❝ well, tell me your confessions. baby, what's the worst? ❞
» in which jungkook comes from a very religious family, and taehyung is the biggest sinner of them all. «
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𝕀t was when he arrived home and called his two best friends for an emergency meeting, that he finally understood how big of a deal the situation was.
"jungkook, you little dirty boy!" seokjin gasped, utterly surprised at the younger's words, which just were i kissed the rebel boy on the church's bathroom.
"how many times did you kiss? did you like it?" namjoon asked, looking at the brown haired boy with curious eyes and a small smile on his lips.
the three boys were sitting on jungkook's room, on the carpet, forming a circle. the door was locked, jungkook trying to convince himself that locking the door would make the room instantly soundproof.
"we kissed four times." jungkook mumbled, looking at his hands, feeling extremely embarrassed. "a-and... i liked it. i liked it a lot."
namjoon and seokjin squealed in excitement, kicking around and shaking their hands. "oh my god, it's happening!" the oldest cried out, grabbing namjoon's shoulders and shaking him a little bit too harsh. "our jungkookie isn't a baby anymore!"
"i'm gonna cry." namjoon answered, covering his mouth dramatically, allowing his boyfriend to shake him. when seokjin finally stopped, he continued talking. "how do you feel about it, jungkookie?"
"i feel... i f-feel scared." he whispered, sudden tears filling up his eyes, his lower lip trembling. "my parents have told me so many times about how two men together is an abomination. and i kissed a boy, a-and... i really liked it. and i wanna kiss him again. d-does that make me an abomination?" he whispered weakly, his salty tears rolling through his cheeks smoothly. "is god judging me right now? am i going to hell f-for this?"
namjoon and seokjin calmed their excitement down, now looking at the younger with soft eyes. "come here, jungkookie." they opened their arms and jungkook immediately jumped to them, hugging his hyungs and sobbing on their shoulders.
"you are not an abomination, jungkook. you are a brilliant, beautiful and talented young man. your parents are wrong and, even if they don't support what you did, we do. we will always support you no matter what." namjoon started talking, hugging the brown haired boy tightly with one arm.
"you're allowed to love anyone you want to love and kiss anyone you want to kiss. don't listen to what your parents say, or what the bible says, or whatever. just follow your heart." seokjin continued, caressing the younger's brown locks with care. "don't be so hard on yourself, just enjoy the moment, okay?"
they comforted jungkook until he was back to normal, his tears now wiped out of his cheeks by his best friends. they decided to let the topic slide for today and talked about how namjoon broke his sunglasses once again, so he had to buy new ones.
"oh, right! i forgot to tell you. i found my old nintendo and my sisters' ones too." he smiled, grabbing his backpack and pulling out three rose gold old consoles. "and they have mario kart!"
