"uh- i- wait, huh?" jimin stuttered out, taken aback by the sudden question. jimin likes to call this questions 'the question of doom' because every time his mother asks it, everything goes to shit. he calmly saunters over to his mother, who was clutching the full pill bottle in her bony hand. "i said, did you take your pills, jimin?" he said sternly, making jimins steps abruptly stop. he glanced nervously over to yoongi, who had an exceptionally confused look on his face. jimin just decided to explain later, and get this over with.
"mom, could you please leave now? please. i love you, but i know where this is going. im sorry omma, but im a grown man. so you can stop telling me what to do, i can make my own decisions." jimin said with clenched teeth, refraining from using any profanities in his words, because that would just make his mother worse. and to his surprise, his mother just closed her eyes and sighed before lowering her hand and placing the pills on the table. "your- your right. i'll go now. i love you, jiminie. dont forget to call!" and for once, she actually sounded like the normal, loving mother he always longed for. he just nodded, eyes softening and giving his mom a light hug and proceeding to see her to the door.
"what was that?" yoongi said as soon as jimins mother exited the apartment. jimin sighed loudly, and walked over to the couch, sitting down swiftly. "its a long story, one that i havent told in a very long time." jimin said, eyes squeezed shut just as his mother had did earlier. yoongi curiously sat next to him, resting his hand lazily on jimins hand. "will you tell me?" he said gently, not sure if the story was maybe a touchy subject for jimin. jimin hesitated for a moment, before nodding. "okay." he whispered, sitting up straighter. "so heres how it goes," he started, clearing his throat and glancing at yoongi briefly before continuing.
"i guess i'll just start from the beginning. i was born in a small town in busan, my older brother was already 16 when i was born so i was basically an only child growing up. we werent wealthy, but we had what we needed. i had a quite enjoyable childhood, actually. i had a best friend all through school, his name was kim taehyung. he's actually my best friend to this day. anyway, it all started to get bad when i turned 17. thats when my father started to get suspicious of my sexuality. i was never obvious, but they say that the parents always just know or have a feeling. and i guess he was right. and he didnt like it, not one bit. so he left. im not going to go into much detail, that part of my life was..absolutely terrible. it was my fault, i know it. it was also my fault that my mothers now crazy. though she never blamed me, and im always grateful for that."
"after my father left was when the nightmares became a real problem. they had always been there, ever since i was extremely young. but never to the point of this terrifying. after he left it was so, so fucking horrifying that i didnt sleep for weeks on end, in fear. i lived off of 2 hours of sleep at the most daily and was barely functioning. and that was right around the time when my mom was loosing her shit and forcing me to take medicine. but i swear to you, yoongi. those things dont do shit. not one thing. if anything they just make me feel shitty during the day as well. and i really dont need that, its my only break." he finished with a light sigh and proceeded to rub his hands tiredly over his face, not daring to look to yoongi just yet. he probably thought he was a freak now.
"your dad was a real asshole." was all that yoongi said. jimin laughed, agreeing quickly with him, all the previous worry going away. "jimin i- i need to- can i- can i tell you something?" yoongi said, starting and stopping while struggling to find the correct words to say. jimin eyed him cautiously, watching yoongis hands shake with nervousness in his lap. "sure, hyung. anything." he then said, nodding quickly and dragging his wandering eyes back up to yoongis face. yoongi breathed loudly, sqeezing his eyes shut while exhaling. "i think i- i think im-" he started before stopping again, he looked away from jimin, before finishing, "i think im gay."
"okay.." jimin said slowly, not exactly sure how yoongi had expected him to react. "okay?" yoongi repeated, puzzled. he expected jimin to be shocked and surprised and the worst part of him had expected him to be, well, mad. "yeah, okay. its okay, your okay. im gay too, yoongi hyung." jimin said casually, not seeming to think that this was such a big deal. yoongi was glad for that, because he didnt want jimin to run away. yoongi nodded slowly, sighing loudly in relief as jimins smile took over his face.
"so anyways, i have some news.." jimin cheered as he quickly turned all the way to yoongi, smiling widely as he did so. "go on then!" yoongi chuckled when jimin just sat and said nothing, smiling like an idiot. "my friend jeongguk's dad works for this producing company.." the words made yoongis heart start to pound so hard he thought it might explode, "and they are willing to listen to some of your demos. now, its not certain that anything will happen but i tried my best-" jimins words were cut off when yoongi suddenly grabbed a fistful of his shirt and pulled him forward, engulfing him in a hug. "i- i dont know how to thank you for this. im so- im so, fucking happy right now, jiminie." and jimins heart felt like fireworks were going off inside of it.
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a/n its been a million years since i've updated this..im so so sooo sorry. anyway, i love you all very much and i apologize for the shitty and random chapter that this was.
lots of love, namjoon1994 ! (i've been terribly busy with school atm, please forgive meee)
