*Jimin's POV*
The day I came out to Tae was one of the most emotional days of my life. It wasn’t just about admitting something to him, it was about admitting something to myself. I had carried the weight of uncertainty for so long—unsure if what I felt was real, if it was right, or if it would change how people saw me.
But Tae? He made it easy. He made it feel like the most natural thing in the world.
We were sitting in the middle of a quiet park, the soft sounds of the evening surrounding us as the sun set low on the horizon. The sky was painted in shades of orange and pink, and there was a comfortable silence between us, like there always was. I had been gathering the courage for days, rehearsing the words in my head over and over. But now that we were here, sitting side by side, it felt like there was no perfect moment—just a truth I needed to say.
"Jiminahhh!!!!!" Tae suddenly shouted, startling me from my thoughts. "I'm so happy you found yourself!!"
I blinked in surprise, my heart pounding as I realized that I had already said it, my confession slipping out so naturally that it was like breathing. Tae’s reaction? Immediate joy. No hesitation. No awkwardness. Just pure, overflowing happiness. His smile was wide, eyes crinkling as he looked at me with nothing but pride.
“I’m so proud of you. Congratulations!” he exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug. He was practically bouncing with excitement, and I couldn’t help but laugh, tears stinging my eyes at the overwhelming relief.
“I love you, Chim! Thank you for not hiding this from me.”
I froze at his words, my breath catching in my throat. It wasn’t romantic love—it was deeper, something stronger. Tae’s love wasn’t conditional. It wasn’t based on who I liked, who I didn’t, or who I was becoming. He loved me for me. Just Jimin.
He grinned mischievously, eyes sparkling. “Now let’s find you a boyfriend!”
I rolled my eyes, trying to play it cool, but inside, my heart was swelling. “You know what?” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I always thank God for sending you into my life.”
Tae looked at me, eyes widening dramatically before bursting out laughing. “Yah!!! That’s so cringe!!” he yelled, shoving me playfully. “Shut up! I’m your best friend, and I’m not going anywhere, so don’t get all emotional and stuff!”
But I was emotional. How could I not be? In this moment, it felt like everything I had been carrying—every fear, every doubt—was lifted. Tae wasn’t just accepting me; he was celebrating me. I didn’t have to hide from him. I didn’t have to pretend. I was just… Jimin. And that was enough.
Tae jumped to his feet, his excitement contagious. “Come on, let’s eat till we’re stuffed!” he shouted, dragging me up by the arm. “This is a moment to celebrate, Chim! Not to get all weepy!”
I laughed, wiping away the tear that had managed to escape. “Yeah, let’s do it!” I replied, my heart lighter than it had been in years.
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*Tae in his Diary
15 May 2001
Dear Diary,
Today was one of those days I’ll never forget. Jimin came out to me. My Jimin. I don’t know if I can express how happy that made me. It wasn’t just about him being gay—no, it was so much more than that. It was about the fact that he trusted me enough to share that part of himself. He saw me as his real friend. I felt special that he thought of telling me before anyone else.*
*But somewhere deep down, as I celebrated for Jimin, I couldn’t shake the feeling that one day, I would have to do the same. I would have to come out to him.*
