The Truth Untold: Yoonmin

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Jimin chewed on his nails as Hobi drove as fast as his conscious would allow him, down the crowded streets of the city.

He held Hobi's phone to his ear as he dialed Yoongi's number for the fifth time in the last five minutes. He wasn't picking up.

"He usually doesn't check his phone," Hobi said throwing a glance at Jimin. "He always has it on silent."

"You would think that if he wrote this letter to me," he brandished it impatiently, "he might have been checking his phone in case I called him!"

"Maybe he doesn't expect you to chase after him after everything that happened," Hobi said too logically for Jimin's current state of mind.

Jimin considered Hobi's words and the contents of the letter Yoongi wrote him; that letter he'd read over and over since he'd gotten it. His tears had already dried but still, he couldn't believe it. He had always suspected Yoongi felt the same way for him, but to get it confirmed, to know that Yoongi loved him the same way... it didn't feel real.

None of it did. But Jimin believed Yoongi entirely. He trusted that every word in that letter was the truth. He believed Yoongi when he told him that he'd done everything thinking of Jimin because that had always been his nature. He was selfless, and that had been his downfall.

It devastated Jimin. Yoongi had been fed a horrible lie, one that hurt them both for so long, and now he believed another one.

Fucking Hyungsik , Jimin thought with all the vitriol he could muster. Not even two years of relationship could kill the love he had for Yoongi. Not even all that time could have made Jimin fall for Hyungsik the way he'd wanted him to. No. Jimin would always be Yoongi's and that manipulative fake soulmate could rot in hell for all he cared.

He must have known, Jimin realized. He must have known that Yoongi was his soulmate and he still lied to him about it. What was the reason? Did he hate Yoongi that much? Was it obsession with Jimin?

It didn't really matter anymore. Hyungsik was out of his hair, and now all he wanted to do was see Yoongi.

He sighed heavily, dialing Yoongi's number once again from Hoseok's phone. He didn't have Yoongi's number saved on his cell so he doubted he'd pick up a random phone number calling him, but he wasn't picking up Hoseok's call either.

He shut his eyes and tried to feel if anything was amiss through his bond. Now he understood why his mark would tingle and hurt when he'd first gotten it and why it had gone dead when he was with Hyungsik. It was their connection–it was all the suffering Yoongi had been through with his father. Jimin had been so stupid.

Hadn't his old classmate Jieun told him once that sometimes soulmate marks appeared because your soulmate needed you? And Jimin had been useless to save Yoongi. He should have insisted.

But now it was too late for that. Jimin couldn't save him from the past, but he could go to him now. He could protect him and love him now the way he had protected Jimin.

Nothing seemed to be wrong so he tried to relax although seeing the station looming before him made his heart stutter and start, blood pounding in his ears.

Hoseok dropped him off at the station while he went to park and Jimin ran through the crowds looking for the platform that would take Yoongi to Seoul at seven. When he finally reached the platform, the train was just departing.

"No!" His heart sank but almost instantly, his brain jumped into action. He'd been kept from Yoongi for too long and he wasn't about to let a missed train keep him longer.