sᴄᴀɴᴅᴀʟ | ᴍ.ʏɢ + ᴘ.ᴊᴍ

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It had been an entire week since I'd come out to the world.

BREAKING NEWS — Agust D follower counts skyrocket after declaring sexuality

I hadn't spoken to anyone since I stormed off.

Not even Jimin.

Of course, to my dismay; I had a meeting with the CEO of Big Hit Entertainment.

I knew I fucked up.

In the heat of the moment, I said what I was thinking; but was it the right thing?

As I walked down the hall a swirl of thoughts filled my head—flooding it like the sea.

Everything always boiled down to him—the boy I was hopelessly falling for.

I knocked on the door of Bang Si-Hyuk's office.

The door opened and I was greeted by three faces.

Si-Hyuk, Sejin, and Jimin.

He shot me a small, hopeful smile as I took a seat—quite an oddity to be sitting with him as I was torn a new one.

"Agust D, thank you for joining us." Si-Hyuk began. "We've been trying to figure out just what to do with you."

"At first we were going to fire you." Sejin interjected, making the CEO put his hand out.

"Initially, we were going to fire you." He repeated. "But then we noticed the response you got—the support for you, as well as Jimin."

I immediately scoffed, sitting back in my chair; 'This is a money game for you, isn't it?'

"We have an offer for the both of you."

I looked over to Jimin; the boys eyes lightening at the mystery of what it could be.

"We will support your relationship, if you make it public-"

"But we're not even dating; that's in breach of the contract." I muttered, cutting him off.

"Let's just say, we can have your contracts tweaked for a bit; all you have to do is show the fans a little love." Sejin added.

"And why would we do that?" I asked, really seeing no reason to.

"Because you like your job, Min Yoongi." Si-Hyuk stated bluntly. "Either put on a show or you're getting fired due to breach of contract."

Fuck.

I was cornered.

I then looked to Jimin. 'But he's not.'

"What about him? He didn't do anything wrong." I said, motioning to the mochi.

"You started this whole fiasco, your job's on the line too; kid." Sejin mumbled, clenching his jaw. "You both have a list of people who would kill to take your places—I think you should just suck it up and do it."

Jimin looked to me.

He was scared.

Fuck that, I was scared.

I turned back to the CEO; we had no choice.

"Fine, but after this dies down; we keep our jobs and things go back to normal." I demanded. "Oh, and we don't work past 9pm."

He sat in thought for a moment. "Deal."

We both reluctantly signed away our freedom before leaving the office, not saying a word as we made our way to the studio and the practice room.

As I placed my hand on the door to the dark secluded space I hesitated.

"Don't be a stranger." I muttered, Jimin looking up at me as I entered the studio and shut the door.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding; walking over to my chair as I sat down with huff.

I leaned back, hands moving over my face as I groaned—the slew of mental curses beginning.

And that's when the tears started.

For the first time in years; I, Min Yoongi, was crying.

I buried my head into my arms against the desk—the sobbing only getting louder; absorbing into the thick padding against the walls.

I was genuinely really sad.

I was forced into love; not the way I'd wanted to be.

I wanted to fall in love freely, with Jimin. Not like this.

This was an ultimatum.

I continued my sobs, body shaking as I'd cried—probably harder than ever before.

I even missed the knocking on the door as the only thing filling my head, my ears, and my heart; was him.

My brain was a like a sea—Jimin was a ship within the mess.

He was sinking.

But I was going down with him. For him.

'Love to be loved.'

I was just so hopelessly in love with him; and it was terrifying.

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