A/N: I also updated earlier, if you haven't read yet read it first, otherwise enjoy :)
Jungkook stared blankly at the phone until he heard the patter of foot steps headed towards his room, surely to be Jimin returning from his restroom trip, and Jungkook began to panic.
He quickly turned the phone off and threw it to the other side of the bed, hoping it would actually land on the bed and not shatter into a million tiny pieces on the floor like he had done to so many of his previous phones, landing safely next to the edge of the foot of Jungkook's king sized mattress.
Jungkook watched as the door knob turned, wondering how he was supposed to act. Did he just ignore it, continue like nothing? Should he be honest, kick Jimin out and lose the boy he had grown so fond of? Jungkook mentally groaned, chastising himself.
'You know what you shouldn't have done Jungkook? Look through someone else's fucking phone. It's your fault you even have to deal now, What are you gonna do, Kick Jimin out? Yell at him for being gay, hurt the poor boy, not even knowing he did anything? No you are fucking not, you will man up and deal with this shit. Tell him you looked through the phone and you need to think about what to do.'
Jungkook watched as Jimin's face appeared from the door, Immediately going over to the bed to grab his phone.
"Uhm, is something up, you look strange. No one text my phone, right?" Jimin asked, worried look on his face.
"NOPE!" Jungkook yelled too quickly, making Jimin give the younger a confused but curious look.
"Nothing I was just thinking.... I have a stomach ache. would it be okay if we just finish the project tomorrow or some other time?" Jungkook mentally face-palmed. 'So much for coming clean. nice job Jungkook.'
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JIMIN POV::
I walked back Jungkook's bedroom after my trip to the restroom, which too way longer than it should have since Jungkook's house is about the size of the white house. I felt around in my pocket for my phone, he had an appointment today, some guy that sounded like he was in his early 20's, voice rough but still sounding sugary sweet and strangely seductive, not to mention familiar, at the same time.
Jimin's heart sank as he turned up nothing but a spare key to his house and an empty gum rapper, probably from his gum this morning, that he carelessly put in his pocket mentally noting to throw away later, which of course never really happens.
Jimin thought back to where his phone was, mentally cursing when he remembered throwing it down on the bed before his departure from Jungkook's room, 'Why didn't I put my phone in my pocket!? How stupid am I?' Jimin's heartbeat began rising in fear as he thought about the possibility of Jungkook coming across the incriminating evidence on his phone 'He would never look though my phone without permission, he's a good kid.' Jimin thought to himself attempting to calm himself but none-the-less picking up his pace and making a mental note to add a password.
Jimin opened the bedroom door, albeit hesitantly, and as soon as he crossed the threshold Into Jungkook's room Jimin immediately noticed that the boy was off into space, looking conflicted.
All Jimin's worries cam flooding back. What if Jungkook actually did unlock his phone? Did he see the messages, oh God, will he think Jimin is disgusting trash, not that Jimin would really disagree with the boy, will he be kicked out?
Jimin quickly went to the spot he saw his phone laying and pocketed it.
"Uhm, is something up, you look strange. No one text my phone, right?" Jimin asked, anticipating the answer.
"NOPE!" Jungkook yelled, which only confused Jimin. 'Why yell? He had to see, but no, Jungkook wouldn't lie.' Jimin thought to himself.
"Nothing I was just thinking.... I have a stomach ache. would it be okay if we just finish the project tomorrow or some other time?" Jimin heard amidst his thought.
Okay this wasn't normal, but at least he didn't get called trash, right? Jimin thought about offering to stay and watch over the younger but Jimin honestly didn't feel too well himself, feeling queasy, afraid of what might happen had Jungkook seen the messages, so he agrees, letting himself out the door after wishing Jungkook a 'Get well.'
Jimin thought about one thing his entire way home.
.
.
.
.
He was going to have to tell Jungkook, explain his story, no matter how unready and scared he may be.
He wasn't about to let Jungkook go.
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A/N: Who do you think the man with the 'sugary sweet voice' is? Please let me know your opinions <3
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