Let (Me) Go *Taekook*

LMG 24: Call Me Loved

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By the time I had woken back up, Jin had the stew ready and it was sitting on Tae's nightstand still piping hot. Jimin was next to me, utilizing Taehyung's TV like he lived here. He was watching some american reality show and talking to the people like they could hear him. I sat up, yawned and then reached for the stew, chuckling softly at my friend's musings.

"What time is it?" I asked Jimin. My throat was a little dry, but the first bite of Haejangguk fixed that right up. "It's a little past 1 pm." Jimin answered me, still engrossed in the show. Taehyung had been gone for over an hour and I couldn't hear any commotion downstairs either. It was safe to say that Jin had left.

"Is Hobi still here?" I asked Jimin. He shook his head. "Nah, he left about half an hour ago. He and Yoongi woke up while you were asleep. Hobi even kissed your forehead before he left. You didn't feel it?" Jimin said, bemused.

"No. . . did you guys tell them what happened?" I asked. "Yeah, we told them. They didn't even know you were missing and to be perfectly honest I didn't either. Not until this morning." Jimin confessed to me. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "Why did none of you know? What were you doing?" The answer to my question was in the back of my mind, but I didn't think it was actually going to happen.

"Fucking." Jimin said bluntly.

I choked on my food and began coughing. He didn't beat a round the bush one bit. "Oh my g-dragon. You really did it? I thought Hobi was just being flirty." Jimin shrugged with a grin. "Well, at first he was. Then it started to be a little bit more than flirting."

"And Yoongi agreed to it?" I questioned Jimin. Yoongi surprised me with something new at least once a month. "Yeah. I was the one who needed convincing." Jimin told me. The news of Yoonminseok distracted me from my family drama for just a few minutes, and I was glad for it.

"How was it?" I was genuinely curious.

"Great! It was kinda liberating. . . I was in the middle, if you know what I mean." Jimin told me, wiggling his eyebrows. He was referring to a specific position and I knew what he meant. "That was very unexpected, but I'm glad someone had a good night." I muttered, taking more bites of stew. My head stopped pounding and the incessant need to throw up subsided as well. I was feeling a lot better, but I would feel great when Taehyung came back.

The tv played softly in the room, but after a few moments of silence between Jimin and me, I spoke up again. It was time to fully acknowledge that my life was turned upside down and that I would possibly never recover from it.

"My mom knows I like men." I said. Jimin turned to me. I had finally gotten his full attention away from the reality TV show. "I remember you saying that. How the hell did that happen?"

"Whoever did this to me sent a picture of Chan and me sleeping together to my mom. It was horrifying and she didn't take it well either. I mean, we weren't naked, but it sure as hell looked like it. . . I couldn't believe it. I tried to tell her it was fake, but obviously she didn't want to hear that."

"I'm so sorry, Jungkook. Of all people, you don't deserve to be outed like that. I know you love them, but your parents are crazy when it comes to these things." Jimin had known my parents for years. He knew all the things they said about anyone who wasn't straight. They were the reason I avoided my attraction to guys for so long. It was much easier to just be involved with women, since I had that option. Little did I know at the time, I really didn't have an option. Taehyung was my first and only choice. He always had been, and no amount of internalized homophobia was going to change that, not for me.