Meanwhile, in BigHit Entertainment
It was any ordinary evening, specifically on a recess that followed the continuation of the daily practice. Wherein, the boys undertook their personal appointments and schedules.
In their dance studio, Taehyung, having an inconspicuous tab on Jimin, noticed his relaxed and composed movements this eve. Very unlike the hurried ones he projected since the last few months every weekend, Taehyung noted.
No longer desiring to be in shade, he approached Jimin across the room.
TH : Hey, Jimin! No schedules?
Jimin, closing the lid of the water bottle he took a gulp from seconds ago, looked at the speaker.
JM : Im. None. What about you?
TH : Same.
He halted for a second to pose a suggestion.
TH : Hey, how about we have a little talk over some coffee?
Jimin now bent down to tie his loosened shoe lace as he responded with an amused grin.
JM : Why do you sound so weird?
He folded back to his height before continuing while Taehyung patiently stood through the wait.
JM : TaeTae, what did you do?
Taehyung straightened his back to answer.
TH : Father Jimin, I seek for redemption for I have sinned.
Jimin, holding back his laughter, wrapped his arm around Taehyung's shoulder and led him out.
JM : Let's cleanse your soul, child.
The friends with goofy smiles walked together through the corridors, playing along with the act. Few scenes later, the focus panned on their coffee servings rested on the table.
Much like he would expect, numerous attempts of Taehyung were dismissed in zilch. He could not corner Jimin enough to make him confess about his trials. The latter effortlessly made the conversation about Taehyung. And diverted the emphasis from himself.
The younger of the two defeatedly sighed being hugged by the older in the restricted BTS lounge. Once again, Taehyung found himself holding the receiving end, as Jimin solaced him with gentle dabs on his back.
JM : It's all right, Taehyung-ah. I know things are not very bright right now. But, Army's smile and satisfaction will be worth every ounce of exhaustion.
Taehyung's soft grip on Jimin's flannel shirt loosened as they moved out of the brief embrace.
TH : What about you? Are you doing okay?
At this point, Taehyung went blunt with no expectations from Jimin to speak his heart. He simply wished the latter was at least honest with himself.
On the flip side, Jimin knew Taehyung too well. The latter's discreet attempts did not go unnoticed by him. However, he did not want Taehyung to worry for him on top of his own. He wanted to be utmost lowkey about his consultation with a psychiatrist since the past few months.
JM : To be honest, no. I am exhausted too.
However, the unexpected response made Taehyung to lightly snap his sight at him, showing his ardent attention and curiosity. Jimin smiled observing his reactions and continued.
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Fanfiction"Equality seems unjust to those accustomed to privilege : a painful curse." • • • Park Jimin(박지민) and Baek Dan Hwa(백단화) meet at the psychiatrist's cabin for the first time. But was it really the first? Both had everything they chased for : money...
