Make It Right [JIKOOK]

Guilt

Jimin's POV

"At least we get to sleep in the same hotel room now without hiding that," Jungkook attempted to soothe me as I laid in his arms. He brushed the hair from my eyes and kissed my forehead tenderly.

I'd immediately made good on Namjoon's promise to let us sleep in each other's hotel rooms. Little did he know we'd been doing that for years.

Even someone so smart could still miss things, I guess, I thought bitterly.

I must have made a face because Jungkook tightened his hold on me, gently running his fingers through my hair. Nuzzling my nose further into his neck, I pecked a light kiss on his soft skin. He hummed against my lips, the vibration tickling me.

"Jungkook, I'm sorry," I said, sorrow saturating my words.

"What? Why?" His hand lifted my face to his as he searched for answers within my expression.

"You wouldn't have to deal with any of this if it wasn't for me. I hate that you're hurting and hiding because of me. It's not fair to you. If I'd have been a girl—"

He cut me off. "If you'd have been a girl, I wouldn't have been interested, Jimin. I'm gay. As I thought I'd made clear by having sex with you...a man. And you're worth hurting and hiding for. Dealing with all this," he gestured vaguely into the air, "is nothing compared to being able to be with you, okay? So stop placing all the responsibility on yourself. I could have not gotten into this relationship a hundred times, and instead I made sure we did a hundred and one. I love you, Jimin-ah."

Tears welled in my eyes. A few years ago, I'd have assumed hearing things like this from Jungkook was a dream or some hurtful lie I was being told to tease me. Now, I had him for real. He was right. I did take responsibility for Jungkook's pain and I knew I should stop putting it all on myself. I knew Jungkook was as much a part of this relationship as I was, but I couldn't help but feel like it was all my fault when I saw him looking as upset as he had earlier.

"I love you too, Jungkook-ah. I promise you that I will make it right."

Jungkook breathed out a quiet laugh. "There's nothing to make right, Jimin. You've not done anything wrong. You never have. All you did was love me and, luckily for me, you let me love you back. You can't feel guilty for that. I don't."

Warmth bloomed in my chest as I squeezed him tighter. "I'll try my best not to feel that way anymore just for you, Jungkookie."