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69. What Is He For Me?

Jimin's mind was consumed by numerous thoughts as he made his way back home. Despite reaching home, his heart still ached with guilt creeping upon him. He suddenly lost the will to walk further, knowing he would face questions from V, to which he had no answers.

Yoongi hadn't replied to his texts, adding to his anxiety. Upon entering his house and his room, he felt restless, unsure of how to handle the situation.

Jimin paced back and forth in his room, his mind racing with scenarios of how he could explain himself to Yoongi. He wished he could erase the events of the day, but the weight of his actions hung heavily on his shoulders. 

With a sigh, he flopped down onto his bed, staring at the ceiling as he tried to gather his thoughts. He knew he couldn't avoid facing the consequences of his choices, but he also didn't know where to begin unraveling the mess he found himself in.

With too much going on in his head, he couldn't bring himself to lay down and think about sleeping. As sleep continued to elude him, Jimin finally reached for his phone and dialed Taehyung's number. After a few rings, Taehyung answered, his voice filled with concern.

"Hey, Jimin, what's up?" Taehyung asked.

Jimin hesitated for a moment before pouring out his heart, recounting the events of the day and the overwhelming guilt he was experiencing after leaving Dowoo back home. Taehyung listened patiently, offering words of comfort and understanding throughout the conversation.

"Jimin, I think you should talk to Yoongi hyung as soon as possible." Taehyung said gently.

"He's not just your friend, he's your mentor too. He'll understand why you didn't share about your dating. He's mature, he'll get you." Jimin nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over him at Taehyung's words. 

But still there was something Jimin couldn't share about or maybe, he should not anymore.

~♡~

The next morning, Jimin woke up with a renewed determination to face the day ahead. He greeted the sunlight streaming through his window, eager to put yesterday's troubles behind him.

After a refreshing shower, Jimin stood in front of his mirror, carefully styling his pixie cut blonde hair. He selected an adorable outfit from his wardrobe, pairing it with trendy accessories that added a touch of flair to his ensemble.

As he applied a spritz of his favorite cologne, the scent of citrus and musk enveloped him, leaving a lingering trail of delicious aroma wherever he went. With a final glance in the mirror, Jimin nodded in satisfaction, ready to take on whatever the day had in store for him.

The first mission for the day was definitely to go to Dowoo’s house. After all, his boyfriend meant more to him than anyone else, so he made his way to Dowoo’s house.

As Jimin walked towards the house, his mind was still consumed with thoughts. Yoongi hadn't seen those messages, or maybe he simply didn't reply. It created a fuss of concern in his head. Moreover, his boyfriend hadn't picked up his call either, adding to his worries.

Jimin knows Dowoo gets upset easily, or maybe he gives him reasons to do so. But he also knows that he is irresistible for Dowoo and knows ways to win back his heart.

As he approached Dowoo's house, Jimin's heart raced with anticipation and apprehension. With each step closer to the house, Jimin rehearsed what he would say in his mind, trying to find the right words to express his feelings without causing further conflict.

As he reached the front door, Jimin took a deep breath and knocked, steeling himself for whatever might come next.

And soon V opened the door, Jimin's heart sank at the sight of his boyfriend's somber expression. Despite Jimin's wide smile, V seemed to pull off his facade of not caring along his iconic poker face.