"come on, pick up."
jimin said hastily, calling his roommate after departing from the train at his stop.
"jimin?" hoseok answered after three tries.
"ok, i know you don't sleep that much, what's up with you not answering?" jimin asked, exaggerating the 'that' in his sentence.
"i was showering, you dipshit." hoseok replied, "what's so urgent that you couldn't just text?"
"well, i met someone." jimin answered, his smile could practically be heard through the phone.
"again?" hoseok said, playfully rolling his eyes.
"no, this ones actually good hobi! he's younger than me this time, and he has amazing style, better than you, i dare say." jimin rambled, talking at a very fast pace as he was in a rush.
"ok, slow down. he doesn't seem like a walking red flag like your last one, but no one has better style than me. if he, by some chance, does, then i'm afraid your little guy friend will have his throat slit."
"um, hyung, that's a little too far, don't you think?" jimin giggled over the phone.
"not at all. now, can you please call me later when i'm not half naked?" the older asked.
"whatever, but i really do think this is the one this time."
"yeah, that's what you said about namjoon."
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jimin hung up quickly, eyes rolling at the mention of his ex.
jimin's had multiple ex's. many of them, he couldn't care less about. mainly because they were girls, and all still seemed to want in jimin's pants. but jimin wanted absolutely nothing to do with them, especially since he's gay. and he's proud.
jimin wasn't really sure about his sexuality after being with multiple girls. it always felt weird and uncomfortable. he didn't want to admit it to himself, fearing of his friends and families reactions, but he couldn't necessarily hide his feelings for males. so, when he got his first boyfriend, he clearly didn't want it to be known. he wouldn't even tell his childhood bestfriend, hobi. it took the latter 3 months before he found out by going through the youngers phone.
after getting support and courage from his roommate, he decided to tell his parents, who were, surprisingly, just as supportive as hoseok was.
everything seemed to be going perfect for jimin. he was surrounded with people in his life that he loved and wanted to be with. him and namjoon had been going strong for almost 6 months, jimin had even considered staying with namjoon in his apartment for a little bit to see how he'd like it.
until a really unexpected text.
"it's not going to work."
jimin didn't really know how long he cried, but it was far into the night, as he woke up the next morning still clutching the pillow he was sobbing with just hours before.
pleading for it not to end like that didn't work on namjoon. he was set on his decision. apparently, he didn't like boys anymore.
jimin thinks it wouldn't have hurt that bad if there was a different reason. but his explanation made it seem as if jimin was so fucked up that it made joon chose a completely different gender. yeah, jimin has his fair share of mental illnesses, but the older was slowly fixing them. every bit of progress he had made in his healing journey all went back to square one in just one night.
and then he had to deal with returning all of namjoons belongings. yeah, that hurt. smelling him in for the last time. but it was even worse when jimin was receiving his own things back. he couldn't quite put into words why that hurt worse, but it just did.
it was a long process, getting over him. it involved a lot of one night stands and alcohol. he hated the taste, he hated the headaches, he hated waking up in a bed that wasn't his own, but it all distracted him until he was ready to pick himself up again. and when he was ready, he met the most perfect person.
maybe it was the fluffy hair that pulled him in? he had no idea, but the aura around the boy was drawing his attention, and he couldn't help himself. so, he moved from his standing position on the train to squeeze in between the mysterious boy and the railing.
he didn't know it back then, but he had just met the person that would save him.
he had just met jeon jungkook.
