"He what?!"
"Yoongi-Hyung lower your voice please. I don't need everyone hearing us."
Jimin shushed Yoongi as the two stood in the kitchen of the mansion, Yoongi looking near furious as the younger spirit tried to rationalize the situation.
"Why should I need to quiet down huh? If anything Jeonghan deserves to know!" The older explained, narrowing his eyes and crossing his arms.
"You don't understand!" Jimin fired back.
"Of course I don't! How could I possibly understand your reasoning for defending this guy?" Yoongi exclaimed, Jimin stepping back a bit. "He's a murderer Jimin! He killed you! How the fuck can you actually like him?!"
"Because!" The younger spirit yelled, not caring about alerting other spirits at this point. "He's not the horrible person you think he is! You're judging a book by its cover and it's not fair!"
"Well of course I'm judging him!" Yoongi scoffed, "What do you expect? Who knows how many people he's killed? I bet you anything you and Jeonghan aren't the only ones he's killed that are in this house right now!"
"Shut up!" Jimin knew that Yoongi wouldn't take it well when he told him that Jungkook had killed Jeonghan, but he didn't expect it to turn into a full blown argument.
"What? Can't handle the truth?"
"You over everyone here should understand how hard it is to be a spirit! He helps me forget that I am one! Helps me forget all of the shit I've had to go through and he makes me happy! I just want to be happy Yoongi!" The older spirit disregarded the informalities once he let Jimin's words sink in and noticed the tears in the younger spirit's eyes.
"He's the one who got you into this in the first place Jimin-"
"It's not his fault!" Yoongi was surprised once Jimin cut him off, noticing that he was shaking and stepped back a bit. "He doesn't want to do what he does! He's not a monster!"
Yoongi sighed and placed a hand on Jimin's shoulder, frowning when the younger shrugged him off. "Don't."
"Jimin try and understand my position in this. I've been a spirit for twenty years and would do anything to get my killer locked up. You can only imagine that it seems insane to me to be basically falling in love with yours." Yoongi spoke, his words softer than before, smiling softly as Jimin let him play with his fingers.
The orange haired spirit looked down.
"Who said I was falling in love with Jungkook? I'm not." He defended, the older shrugging.
"No one did. I'm just making an educated guess."
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"Jiminie-Hyung? Are you crying?"
Jungkook frowned as he saw Jimin appear through the front wall of his house, tears streaming down his face.
"I fucking hate this Jungkook." He exclaimed, catching the younger off guard as he furiously wiped tears from his face. Jungkook snapped out of his shock and walked over to the spirit slowly.
"What do you-"
"I fucking hate that I like you! And I hate that I'm dead, and I hate that I can't talk to anyone anymore except for you and spirits who judge my every move! They don't get it you know? It's a crime to like you according to them. I'm insane apparently." Jimin let out a humourless laugh as he rubbed his face. "What do they want me to do? I can't just stop liking someone out of the blue! And I think it's a bit sad on their part when the person who killed me, is doing a better job supporting me!"
He knew that he was ranting about Yoongi specifically, but kept it generalized as he didn't want to single the spirit out. "So what, you were with me when I first became a spirit! That doesn't mean you can decide my actions for me and fucking condemn me for them when they aren't up to your standard!"
"Hyung, you're shaking." Jimin immediately noticed himself start to calm down as he felt Jungkook's hand on his shoulder. He turned around, aware of the tears that were still streaming down his face and broke down even more once he noticed Jungkook's saddened expression.
"It's just so much Jungkook." He sobbed. "I try to forget that I'm dead sometimes and I try to pretend that I'm completely happy but it's not working! Because I still can't talk to my family and I still have a tombstone planted in the ground. I've pretended that I'm strong all this time but I can't anymore!"
"Then don't." Jungkook mumbled hesitating at first before he planted to soft kiss onto Jimin's hair. "I-I don't want you to have to feel like you need to hide your emotions around me."
He noticed the red tint to Jimin's cheeks and looked away, twiddling his thumbs absentmindedly. Jimin nibbled at his bottom lip, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet.
"You can only imagine that it seems insane to me to be basically falling in love with yours."
The spirit recalled Yoongi's words from earlier and huffed.
He didn't love Jungkook. That would've absolutely insane.
You don't just fall in love with someone who's killed you. It doesn't work like that.
"Emotions are hard Jungkookie." He whispered, Jungkook hearing his words and nodding.
"I know, trust me." He sighed, taking Jimin's hand in his and playing with fingers gently like how Jimin had once done to him in order to calm him down. "But wouldn't it suck if we didn't have them?"
The spirit shrugged, watching Jungkook's actions.
"There are a few I wish I didn't have. Sadness is shit. I wish that didn't exist." Jungkook ceased playing with Jimin's small hands in order to reach up and wipe off fresh tears the were falling down the spirit's face.
He hated seeing Jimin cry. It would forever remind him of how he looked the night he died, and it haunted him.
"Everything has a reason for existing." He stated quietly, Jimin smiling as he realized that he said the exact words to the younger a few days ago. The younger noticed Jimin's smile and mirrored the expression, "As said by a very remarkable person."
