"Talk."
Jungkook rubbed his face tiredly.
"This isn't my fault. I never wanted any of this and I already feel guilty enough so please don't make me feel worse."
"Spit it out." Taehyung hissed.
Jungkook inhaled.
"I've been having these heart or chest pains or whatever, because I like someone."
Taehyung's face softened.
"Oh. That's it? Seriously? That's so—"
"And the person I like is Jimin."
Taehyung's soft smile slowly started to die down.
"That's why I've been avoiding you guys. Okay? Yes, I've been doing it on purpose. I feel terrible but I never tried to like him. Not like this. I thought it was nothing but then I realized I really like him and I felt like absolute shit and didn't want to hurt either of you."
"When did you find out?" Taehyung quietly spoke as he looked anywhere except Jungkook's face.
"I don't know. It's been months. The idea was first brought up by Namjoon."
Taehyung looked up, pure disgust written all over his face.
"He didn't know it was Jimin! He just… reached the conclusion I probably liked someone."
Taehyung scoffed as he rubbed his eyes.
"Hyung, why do you look so disappointed? It's not like I ever made any moves and did anything. I wouldn't do that to you." Jungkook's eyebrows furrowed as his lip was pushed out.
"I am disappointed. Very disappointed."
"You can see I feel bad! I even stayed away from you!"
Taehyung scoffed before shaking his head and standing up.
Taehyung looked to the terrified Jungkook. His right hand gripping his dresser tightly as his left hand almost tore at his clothes. He was breathing hard and his eyes were shaking.
"Yeah, I think we should stay away from each other for a while. I'll stay with Jimin."
"Hyung, he lives with two other people. I just won't get in your way and—"
"I just want to spend time with my boyfriend." Taehyung turns to eye Jungkook who's arms fell to his sides.
He watches as Taehyung leaves. He slowly sits on his bed as he listens to Taehyung packing his things the dragging his suit case down stairs.
He rushed out after him and slammed his body into the railing.
"Hyung! Please don't tell Jimin hyung!" He huffed out exasperated.
"Why not? Why shouldn't I tell him this huge piece of information?"
Jungkook stood tall, gripping the railing.
"Because it isn't something you can tell. It's my issue, my feelings. I'll hate you forever if you tell him."
Taehyung squints at the younger before leaving the house with the slam of his door.
Jungkook exhales shakily before his knees gave out. He held back crying any tears and gripped the railing tighter.
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Pink Rockstar → KookMin
FanfictionJimin, a soft pink haired boy who's in love with pink. Pink everything. His whole house was drowning in pastels. He tends to dress in pastel colors like light pink, blue, and white. He's a smiley person and very loving. He's also a total rock music...