i'm not gay; myg + pjm

Chapter Nine

"Mom! I've missed you!" Jimin exclaimed as he spoke to his mother on the phone.

"I've missed you too. How are you, my son?"

Jimin smiled, "I'm good."

"Have you found your soulmate yet?"

"I-I don't know," Jimin stuttered. He felt as if Yoongi was his soulmate but things just weren't working out.

"Really? I want to be a grandma. Hurry up. Your father's secretary has a really pretty daughter, just about your age. She's in Seoul. Me and your father were thinking of arranging a marriag---"

"No!" Jimin shouted. He had never told his parents that he was gay, fearing they wouldn't accept him or even worse, disown him. Jimin's father had gotten an promotion for his job, meaning they had to move to China but Jimin decided to stay in Korea.

"Why not? You don't even know her. Her name is--"

"Mom, no. Nothing you say will change my mind," Jimin interrupted again. He hanged up, Jimin couldn't believe his own mother would do this to him.

Jimin didn't want to marry any girl, he wanted to marry his best friend. Jimin heard the doorbell ring and he went downstairs.

Jimin smiled as he saw Yoongi standing there when he open the door. Yoongi smiled, "What's new?"

Jimin's smile faded, "My parents want to arrange a marriage for me with a girl."

"Wait, they don't know that you're gay?" Yoongi questioned and Jimin shook his head. "You should tell them, maybe they'll change their minds," Yoongi said.

Jimin frowned, "I don't know. I'm just not ready to tell them yet."

"Jimin, you're about to get married to a girl you barely even know. Plus, you're gay. I think this is definitely the best time to tell your parents," Yoongi responded. Jimin sighed, he knew Yoongi was right but he was just afraid.

Jimin groaned as his phone rang, his mother was calling him again. Jimin answered, before he could even say hello his mother was already talking.

"Yah! Park Jimin, why are you getting so worked up about marrying this girl? What's your problem?"

"Mom, I don't even know her. I don't want to get to know her either," Jimin responds as he looked at Yoongi.

"Just get to know her. Maybe you'll like her."

"No, I won't like her," Jimin took a deep breath, "I'm gay. I don't want to get married to a girl."

"What?! You're gay!? Since when?!"

Jimin lips quivered as tears filled his eyes. "Jimin, don't cry," Yoongi says, trying to comfort the younger. Stepping into the house, Yoongi tripped and crashed onto Jimin, causing Jimin to collapse onto the ground along with Yoongi.

Jimin's phone fell out of his hands and acidentally, Yoongi's chapped lips were planted against Jimin's pink lips.

Quickly, Yoongi separated their lips. He stared at Jimin while hovering over the younger. Jimin's cheeks were flushed pink, "Hyung.."

Yoongi couldn't take it anymore, he needed Jimin in his life. Not only as a best friend but as a boyfriend. Yoongi reconnected his lips onto Jimin's, this time with his eyes closed. It just felt right, it was unexplainable.

Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi's neck, completely forgetting about his mother on the phone and the door that was wide open.

The kiss was long and passionate, the best kiss the two boys have ever shared. Both boys gasped as their lips parted. Yoongi stood up and pulled Jimin up.

Jimin grabbed his phone and began speaking to his mother again, "Sorry, what was that?"

"How long have you been hiding this from me? Are you sure you're gay?"

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows, "I've been gay since high school. Yes, I am sure that I'm gay and if you don't support me that's okay."

"Jimin, of course I support you--"

"Really? Thank you so much!" Jimin smiled and looked at Yoongi. Yoongi mentally swooned at Jimin's beautiful smile.

"--But I still want you to marry this girl. I want grandchildren that aren't adopted."

"Mom," Jimin begged, "Please don't let me do this. I'm in love with someone." Jimin ended the call, he couldn't take it anymore.

Yoongi spoke as he closed the front door, "I'm in love with you too, Jimin." Yoongi pulled Jimin into his arms, never wanting to let go.

Jimin rested his head on the crook of Yoongi's neck, "Please don't let me go, hyung.."

"I promise, baby, I won't."

As time went by, Jimin and Yoongi made up. The only problem was his parents and the marriage arrangement.

"I can't believe she's still considering this stupid marriage," Jimin said as he crossed his arms.

Both Jimin and Yoongi were sitting down on the couch watching a K-Drama. Yoongi smiled, "Our lives are kind of like a K-Drama, right?"

Jimin chuckled and playfully shoves Yoongi, "Stop joking around."

"I don't think you should worry about that arrangement. You can't marry another person when you're already married," Yoongi replies calmly as he watched the K-Drama.

"What are you saying?"

"Nothing, nothing.."

"Okay," Jimin said and leaned his head against Yoongi's shoulder. Soon, Jimin drifted off to sleep. Yoongi couldn't stop himself from smiling when he heard Jimin's soft snores.

In no time, the sky had gotten darker Yoongi didn't want to leave Jimin. Instead of going upstairs and leaving Jimin, Yoongi stayed and also fell asleep.

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"I don't love you, hyung. I love her, she's my true love."

Tears streamed out of Yoongi's eyes, "Why? What's so good about her?" Yoongi held Jimin's by his waist, "Please.. Don't leave."

"Hyung."

"Hyung."

-

Yoongi slowly opened his eyes. "Hyung, are you okay? You were crying in your sleep. What's happened?" Jimin asked.

"I just had a bad dream," Yoongi responded. He looked outside the window, it was still dark. Yoongi had only gotten a couple of minutes to sleep.

"Do you want me to take you home?" Jimin questioned and Yoongi shook his head.

"Just stay with me," Yoongi said and pulled Jimin back into his arms.