I Will Protect You |Taekook|

Part 28

Jimin's pov

As I walked across the street- wait, why am I making the description seem scary? Anyways, I walked into the street leading to my friend's home. He and I had planned a night over with some of his other friends. I invited... well, he's not that respected now, but Jin Hyung.

My friend, Mark, protested about not calling him but I didn't hear him as always. So here I am, walking through the thin path while listening to my and Jungkook's favourite song, 'Strawberry Moon' by IU. Okay, Jungkook has a huge crush on her, I explained. And for now, let's close the topic or that bitch will kill me.

Onto the topic, I and Jungkook just had a little chat today. And guess what...? Nah, I'm not that easy to explode saying answers. Na-a.

Okay, fine. So............ he informed me that Taehyung came to Busan!!! I mean, three days he and he had a call in which Jungkook thought Taehyung was joking about coming to Busan, but no. He did come today, and that too with his father only. So romantic...

Ah! Talking to you I didn't even see I already reached. Let's see who my friend has invited.

Author's pov

Hoping on his feet, Jimin reached the door and rang the bell. Immediately he could hear someone yelling though he couldn't make out the voice as it was muffled. Later the door was opened, just to give his enthusiasm a break. The person he saw standing there was...

Min Yoongi, aka his forgotten crush whom he hated the most.

Yoongi seemed to have equally forgotten the universe, as he stared at Jimin, his eyes full of surprise and... fear. Fear of being judged again.

Jimin waved his hand in front of him, playing as cool as a refrigerator. And spoke coldly, "Shall I enter or you're gonna stare at me like that?"

At the request, Yoongi shifted to the right and extended his arm inside like a gentleman. Jimin tried hard not to blush, and remember that he hated him. And so he went inside, greeted instantly by the most shocking scene.

Oh... Mark, who was as straight as a ball, was snogging a boy's face.

Seeing that, Jimin turned completely red and covered his face with his tiny hands. He shouted, "Mark! I am here!"

Both the snogging boys parted away. They flinched. Mark moved in front of the smaller boy, as if afraid Jimin would start hitting his boyfriend.

Mark cleared his throat, "Uh.. you can go if you're not okay with us. It's... fine. We can break our friendship-"

Jimin shook his head, his blonde hair flying furiously. "No! It's not like that. Um, you were... leave that! I am not disgusted by you and don't try to break out friendship. It's illegal by my law."

Mark's shoulders sank. He was relieved. He spoke, not Jimin but the boy behind him, "Hey, Eric, it's okay. He's okay with us."

Then he moved away. And Jimin could see the boy. He was American, just like Mark. He had black hair with a light strip of red on it. He wore a completely cool fashion. Jimin was shocked to find he was this shy because looking at him no one could ever say.

"Hey. My name is Jimin." He extended his hand. The boy, Eric, reached out his hand and connected his hand with his and gave it a little squeeze before removing it.

"HI, my name's Eric. Nice to meet you. And..." He glanced at Mark, who just beamed at Jimin, "Thanks for your support."

Jimin's guess was right. Eric spoke in an American Accent. "Nah. I'm myself gay."

They both looked bewildered. Mark came forward and thumped Jimin on the back. "You didn't tell me?"

"Ah... I was a little confused. But now it's okay. And on top," he lowered his voice and whispered to his friend while staring at Eric who joking with someone else, "he looks handsome. Can lend me him?"