The Jimin Effect ✔

Part Four/Chapter Sixteen

Jimin:

Jimin lay in his bed, still wide awake with heartbreak after everyone else was asleep. His fingers trembled on his phone, trying to figure out something to say to Jungkook.

Don't do this, he typed. But suddenly Taehyung was in his head. You just have to let him decide if he will forgive you. Jimin's fingers trembled again; he erased his words and didn't send it.

Why are you making a big deal out of nothing? And suddenly he remembered...

"He's twenty-two! My own parents are five years apart, Taehyung!"

"And did they start dating when your Mom was 12 and your Dad was 17, Jimin?"

"What? No! Come on, that's weird."

"I know it is Jimin, and you can't seem to see that this is weird, too."

Jimin swallowed, and he erased his text again. His heart raced, and suddenly with a gasp he remembered something else...

"Unfortunately..." Seojoon had said, with emphasis... "I'm still just twelve, Jimin-Hyung."

Jimin's heart started to pound as suddenly his brain put something together, realized the thing that had been bugging him for hours...

I'm as young to Jungkook as Seojoon is to me.

His stomach swooped sickly as it whipped at thoughts of Seojoon coming onto him, seducing him, the way he had done to Jungkook. His brain didn't want to picture the entire scene, and yet the suggestion of the idea was enough to make Jimin feel ill. Of course you feel ill, she's a child!

He remembered Jungkook grabbing his stomach, nauseous ... "You are a fucking child! And you seduced me and lied to me!"

Jimin swallowed... what if... he hadn't considered this possibility until now ... what if he's right? What if I am a child?

His heart pounded as it considered this.

Is it even right to ask him to be with you, if that's true?

He's mine! Jimin's heart roared up in opposition to this line of questioning. He twisted the ring on his finger, and tears smarted his eyes. He's mine, and I love him and no matter what, I'm not giving him up without a fight.

He looked back at the phone, suddenly more unsure than ever what to say.

He took a deep breath. I can't convince him. I can't manipulate him. I can't ask anything of him. What can I say that isn't still just me being fucking toxic brat?

He thought for a second, and slowly started to type.

JM: I am sorry I lied to you. I am sorry I seduced you. It was fucked up for so many reasons. But now, now I just love you, and you are my everything. And I know I got us into an awful predicament, in so many ways, and I'm sorry for that, too. I don't know what will happen now and I know I can't control what you choose from here, but just know that I love you.

He watched his phone, and waited, and twisted the ring on his finger...

Jungkook:

Jungkook lay in the dark in his bed, fighting tears as his brain ran through different scenarios: introducing Jimin to his brother and parents... introducing Jimin to his friends at college ... Jimin spending the night in his dorm room...

Is he even allowed to sleep there, as a 17 year old?

How the fuck are you considering this?

Fuck, I don't know, I just love him! He'll be 18 in a year...

And by then you'll be fucking 23.

It won't matter when we get older.

I can't believe you are considering this. It's not only his age. He's selfish and inconsiderate...

Fuck you, I love him! He was suddenly fierce with his own stubbornness.

His phone buzzed and he checked it compulsively. A message from Jimin.

He read it, heart pounding.

JM: I am sorry I lied to you. I am sorry I seduced you. It was fucked up for so many reasons. But now, now I just love you, and you are my everything. And I know I got us into an awful predicament, in so many ways, and I'm sorry for that, too. I don't know what will happen now and I know I can't control what you choose from here, but just know that I love you.

Jungkook's heart pounded as he processed what Jimin had written.

He did sincerely apologize. Maybe he isn't selfish, maybe he's just...

Immature?

Well, maybe he just needs to be taught--

By his Daddy?

Jungkook's dick gave a lurch and he groaned, and grabbed his phone.

Fuck Jimin I just love you. He read it over and over, and then deleted it before he sent it.

Just come over here then, he wrote...but then he realized he couldn't ask that of Jimin and deleted it before he sent it.

I forgive you...he typed...but his finger hesitated on the button, and his heart gave a sick swoop, and he deleted it again.

Fuck, tears smarted his eyes, and he threw his phone away from him.

His brain started to run through all the scenarios again. Introducing Jimin to his parents and brother, having to explain dating a high schooler? To his grandmother? And older cousins? Or lying. Or hiding Jimin away... his heart pounded, but his brain wouldn't stop, and he laid there blinking back tears.

Jimin:

He stared at his phone, and suddenly he gasped as three dots appeared.

Jungkook is writing back, Jimin thought, and he licked his lips with anticipation. But then the dots stopped, and nothing ever came. Jimin's heart pounded, and he licked his lips again nervously.

A minute later the dots came again, and Jimin again waited for a message from Jungkook that didn't come... Jimin sat up anxiously, pushing his hair out of his eyes.

When it happened a third time, and still no message came, and then minutes and minutes passed, Jimin was out of bed, pacing, and then before he really knew what he was doing, he walked past all the sleeping campers, and pushed open the window, and sat on the sill.

He walked barefoot in just his boxers and thin white tee shirt, through the woods to Jungkook's cabin.

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Author Note:

Okay sorry, I lied, this isn't the last chapter, bahaha

I'm sorrry, it got longer than I intended it to, so now it's two chapters! 

Next and last tomorrow, and apologies this one is so late in the day!

What do you think will happen???

BORAHAE LOVELIES AND BE WELL!