Fake, My Soul

Chapter 20: It's Show Time!

Taehyung managed to catch up to Jimin outside as he stopped the dancer, "Jimin, c'mon, let's go home and talk about this," he said softly as he saw Jimin panicking, "C'mon, let's go,"

Jimin felt numb as his feet just follow Taehyung to his car and they both got in.

"Hey, give me your hand, I'm right here, OK? We're OK," Taehyung said reassuringly as Jimin held Taehyung's hand tightly and brought it up to his lips to kiss.

The drive home was tense and when they got back in and Taehyung shut the door, Jimin collapsed onto the floor as the pressure from the anxiety that built in his body, burst.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm right here, Jimin, look at me," Taehyung said as he looked at Jimin.

"I, I don't want things to change," Jimin said, "I can't, I can't, it feels too much,"

"OK, OK, I'm sorry, I didn't think asking you to move in would be too much,"

"I just, I can't, I want to, but I can't, I,"

"Hey, it was just an off-the-cuff suggestion, OK,"

Jimin just looked at Taehyung strongly before he grabbed the other into a hug, making Taehyung hold him back and caress the dancer's back.

"I don't want things to change, I like this as it is, whatever this is," Jimin said.

"Me, too," Taehyung whispered back.

"After this is done with my Aunt, we need to talk more, I, I want to know, but, I feel...,"

"Overwhelmed?"

"Yes,"

"One step at a time, then," Taehyung said as he settled better onto the floor and he felt Jimin climb onto his lap.

When he felt Jimin grasp the back of his head and holding on to his hair with one hand as the other wrapped around his shoulder's, he knew exactly what Jimin wanted to do to feel better.

"You sure?" he whispered in Jimin's ear.

Jimin knew what he was asking, so he replied, "Yes,"

So Taehyung obliged as he picked Jimin up and carried him to their bed.

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Jimin woke up about an hour later, naked, and feeling a bit groggy, he felt arms wrapped around his torso as he slowly turned to see a sleeping bear next to him.

And by bear, he meant Taehyung, though why he had to clarify that in his own mind was beyond him.

He cuddled closer to the other as he took in his scent, he had to admit that he loved it.

The taller's arms automatically tightened its hold around the dancer's body as Jimin thought about what had happened.

Did he like sleeping with Taehyung? Yes, he did. Their chemistry in bed was amazing.

Did he feel a connection with Taehyung? Yes, insanely so.

Did he think they were soul mates? Maybe, but he didn't feel a zing. He wondered, why? Then he thought about what Namjoon had said before when they were all talking about it. What if this soul mate thing was just an invention, an idea, a fairy tale, and the globe just happened to agree with said phenomenon because it was just something that many felt was true?

What if he was passing a chance to be with someone who connected with him on almost all levels a person could connect on?

"Taehyung," Jimin whispered, wanting to see if the other was awake.