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Busted...And My Father?

Jungkook's Point of View

Suddenly the door opened, "What the hell is this?" Namjoon blurted. "Oh my god, I'm sorry. I'll come back later, there's clearly something that I shouldn't be seeing."

"Hyung, wait it's nothing like that. I swear." I yelled after him as Namjoon rushed down the hall to his room. When I got to his door, I knocked. "Namjoon, please, let me explain what's going on, please." I practically begged.

He slowly opened his door and peaked out. "Don't you need to get back to your make-out session?"

"Hyung, why are you upset. Unless, hyung, do you like Jimin?" I sincerely asked. I was worried Namjoon was never this way when he would accidentally walk in on me and Tae kissing.

"No, I don't like him. I like someone completely different. And I don't know why I'm upset. I guess it's just the fact that my little bro is getting ahead of me in relationships." Namjoon explained, I could see Jimin peeking out from my bedroom door from the corner of my eye.

"Who, Namjoon, maybe I can help you. Then you won't have to feel like that." I offered.

"It's Seokjin-hyung." He whispered, trying to make it to where I couldn't hear him, but I heard what him anyway.

"Really?! Seokjin-hyung!? Oh my goodness hyung, he seems perfect for you." I was freaking out. I was happy that hyung had finally found someone he liked. I ran back to Jimin, "Did you hear?!" I whisper-shouted.

"Yes." He squealed, and we both had a fan-girl moment.

"We need to help them." I suggested.

"Maybe we should leave it alone, it worked for us. Let them work it out on their own. But I will talk to Jin-hyung and see who he likes." Jimin replied.

"Okay." I said softly before lightly pushing him back into my room and kissed him passionately. I shut the door and he lead us to the bed. We laid back down the way we were before Namjoon interrupted. He started to softly move his hips again, and I moved mine up to meet his. We both moaned quietly.

"Jungkook, come here." My mother yelled from downstairs.

"Ugh." I groaned getting up after Jimin rolled off me. "Why are we constantly getting interrupted? Anyway, I'll be back in a few minutes." Then I walked out after pecking Jimin once more. "What is it?" I said after I got downstairs and into the kitchen, where she was with someone else.

"What the hell is he doing here?!" I asked, suddenly pissed beyond imagination.

"Jungkook, watch your mouth, he is still your father." My mother scolded me.

"No, he's not my father. He is a sperm donor. And I want nothing to do with him. He left us, so why is he back?" I asked, getting madder by the second.

"Jungkook, are you okay? I heard shouting." I heard Jimin's voice, bringing me out of my blind rage.

"Jimin, oh my, Jimin I'm sorry you heard that." I ran over to him, and he just hugged me.

"It's okay. Do I need to go get Namjoon?" he asked in a soft whisper.

"I think that might be a good idea, be careful though, he will probably be upset after he hears." I warned, I've seen Namjoon angry, but I'm pretty sure that this will be worse than that.

"Okay, I'll be careful." he said and went back up the stairs. A few minutes later everyone heard a loud bang and then footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Where is that bastard?" Namjoon yelled across the entire house.

"He's in the kitchen." I yelled back, and Jimin walked in and stood by my side.

"Do you really want to have this conversation in front of your friend?" my mother asked.

"Oh yeah, I was going to tell you earlier when you were have your argument with Namjoon. But um, mom, Jimin is my boyfriend." I said, scared because my 'sperm-donor' was standing next to my mom.

"Really! I'm so happy,. I'm glad you finally found someone again." my mom said, at the same time my sperm-donor said, "He's gay!?"

"Yeah, if you'd been here, you would've known that already." I retorted to what he said. Jimin just held onto my arm like it was his life-line.

"Well, that's great, we have gay sons. That's wonderful, you know I kinda wanted to be a grandfather." HE said, sneering at the sight of me and Jimin.

"Yeah, mom, I guess I should tell you while everyone is here, but I'm gay too." Namjoon said softly. "And I have a crush on one of my hyungs at school."

"Well that's wonderful Namjoon, I'm sure he'll like you back. You've always been a sweet boy." my mom responded, while HE groaned again.

"You support this?" HE asked, while looking at me, Namjoon, and Jimin with a look of pure disgust.

"Hey can you guys go outside or to your rooms or something? Jakyoun and I have something to discuss." mom asked politely, smiling at us.

"Sure, we'll go to our rooms, won't we guys?" I said then looked at the others.

"Yep, see ya later." Jimin and Namjoon said at the same time. I lead the way up the stairs and me and Jimin both went my room while Namjoon went to his.

"So that was a great way to meet your parents." Jimin joked, I was sitting on the bed gripping my hair. "Jungkook? Are you okay? Talk to me about what's bothering you, please?" Jimin sounded like he was begging, I knew he was worried but I really couldn't say anything. It was like my voice-box was broken. "Jungkook?" he said again.

"I don't know." I breathed out, my voice barely audible.

"Jungkook, what can I do to help you?" Jimin asked, his voice getting even more worried by the second.

"Just get my mind off it, please?" I asked, then I felt a soft pair of lips on mine, barely there, but there at the same time.

"Is this working?" he asked softly., and kissed me again just as softly as before.

"Yes." I said, and wrapped my arms around him, holding him to me tightly. He just kissed me again, though not as soft as before. He made me sit up enough that he could get on my lap and straddle me. "Jimin." I moaned lowly, as he once again started moving his hips on mine. His hips and legs are killing me.

"Kookie, are you okay now?" Jimin asked, I groaned softly.

"If you keep asking, then I'm gonna keep thinking about it." I replied.

"I'm sorry, I'm just worried about you and I just want you to be okay." he apologized.

"I know. And you know I just want to not think about the possibility of him and my mom being together again. I just I can't stand the thought of it. But I don't want you to have to worry about it, okay. Can you do that, not worry so much about me?" I just need him to not worry about me so much. I just don't want him to get hurt.

"I can try, but I can't guarantee anything." he responded.

"Okay, just try for me." I said with a smile, then kissed him again.

"Jungkook, get your ass down here now!" I heard my sperm-donor yell. Namjoon walked in my room and was yet again surprised to see our position.

"Do not go down there. And am I going to find y'all in some sort of sexual position every time I walk in on you two alone?" Namjoon stated, then asked.

"What can I say, I really, really like Jiminie-hyung." I responded, ignoring his order. I still didn't go down there and just stayed in my room with Jimin turned around in my lap to where his back was to my chest, and Namjoon sitting in front of us on my chair.