Jimin's POV:
I've gotten sick and tired of praying for forgiveness, so I went to see my uncle.
He was a priest and someone I trusted, he was way more understanding my parents. If I had problems or questions about religion, I would go to his house for help.
Aunt Sarah was very welcoming, she was Uncle's second wife. She would bake cookies for me when I was around, that's how I picked up baking.
I rang the doorbell and a moment later Aunt answered before squealing as she saw me. She hugged me tightly and let me step in the house before I told her "I came to see Uncle. Is he around?" She gladly said back as she took off her apron "He is just praying, I'll go get him for you" and I nodded before entering the living room and taking a look around.
The living room had been redecorated. The couch was before on in the left corner of the room, now it was in the middle of the back wall. They had no television anymore, and they had replaced the flooring with carpeting.
Just as I heard footsteps come down the stairs I heard my uncle's voice exclaiming "Son!" I smiled as I saw my uncle and hugged him before he asked me as he ruffled my hair "Hows my little angel doing?" I replied as I held his hand "Actually, I need to talk to you about something in our religion" and he nodded before we walked out into the backyard and sat on the garden couch near the swimming pool.
They had a very nice garden, I was composed of a pool in the back, a sitting area on the right and a barbecue and dining table on the left for hot summers and barbecue parties.
My uncle asked me as he placed a hand on my lap "What's been bothering you, my nephew?" and I asked him "You know how we can't be homosexual, in a religious family?" before he nodded. I continued "And we can't kiss or have a relationship with someone of the same sex?" and he hummed, furrowing his eyebrows as he wondered what was my main question. I admitted to my priest "I have had...sexual relations with a guy" with my head low, as if I were ashamed. My uncle sighed and rubbed my back as he said "Love is a strong feeling that can't be conquered, my boy" I looked up at him and asked him "Will God forgive me?" before he laughed as he hugged my shoulder "Of course! God forgives everybody" I sighed of relief and he asked me "Will you come out to your parents?" before I clarified "Oh- I'm not gay, we just did stuff without kissing nor penetration" He nodded and said as we got up to go back in the house "If you love somebody, don't push them away because it's against your religion. If you're in love, you be with that person" before I smiled and nodded.
He was right, I didn't have to respect every single rule about the Bible. If I did, I would be racist and homophobic. And I didn't want that.
My uncle really solved my problem: I'll end the thing between me and Yoongi, and I must find out my true sexuality.
I had never gone out with anybody before, girls would often think of me as "too girly". They wanted real men with muscles, tats and piercings.
I never really took an interest in guys, the only boys I actually knew were my bullies. And they weren't nice people.
Jungkook's POV:
As I was stuffing my washer with dirty laundry my phone began to ring. I grabbed it from my pocket and answered it to hear Jimin's lovely voice. My face lit up instantly. He asked me "Could I spend the day with you? I would like to take a walk in Suwon but I don't know much about it. Would you like to show me around?" and I turned red before stuttering "Y-Yeah, sure! Come to my place and we'll leave together" He giggled at my stuttering and replied "Okay, I'll see you in an hour" before we hung up.
"OH MY GOD, I'M GOING ON A DATE WITH JIMIN OH MY GOD!!!"
I laughed with joy and closed my washing machine before turning it on.
But I froze as I realized I was wearing nothing but sweatpants. I needed an upgrade, and quick. Jimin was coming in an hour, I couldn't let him see this.
So, I called Taehyung. He answered as I came in the living room "Hey, man! What's up?" and I told him as I started cleaning up the coffee table "Come over here. NOW"
The table was filled with empty beer bottles and snack bags, of all sizes. There were bowls of sauce and even some was even on the table. It was disgusting.
Taehyung confusedly asked "Why are you talking like that? What's wrong?" and I answered as I grabbed empty packets of chips and threw them in the open trash bin "I have a date with Jimin in an hour and you need to come help me choose what to wear"
He oooed at the word "date" and accepted before I hung up and tripped over my couch.
I groaned as I got up from it and after cleaning up the table I went in my bathroom to shower.
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I'm Straight | JIKOOK vs YOONMIN
Fanfiction"If something happens to us, will we still be best friends?" "Of course" "You promise?" "I pinky promise" A loner, a catholic and the boundaries keeping these two apart. Could it be Yoongi's fault?