Locker Room | m.yg + j.hs

x. someone else.

~third pov~

yoongi walked up the steep steps that led up to jimin's apartment. he really hoped that the encounter would be quick and easy, but something inside him said otherwise. his pale finger quickly touched the doorbell as he saw a figure appear in the window.

"hi yoongi." jimin mumbled, gesturing him inside. he quickly stepped inside to avoid the cold weather outside. he immediately made his way to the couch, jimin closely following behind him.

"what's wrong." yoongi said, examining his surroundings.

"well...it might not make sense." jimin replied as he rested his hand on yoongi's for thick thighs. "but umm...i'm still in love with you." and not long after the words slipped out of his mouth, jimin placed his lips on yoongi's, trying hard to deepen the kiss.  he moved over onto yoongi's lap and grabbed his neck. the older strongly pulled away, gently pushing jimin off of him.

"you can't, jimin. you just can't." yoongi mumbled under his breath while he rubbed his lips together, tasting a sweet hint of saliva.

"why? remember when we used to love eachother? remember when we would go to that small coffee shop by your house? huh, yoongi? you can't just give me up that quickly for some gwangju boy, you know!" jimin yelled, getting up from his seat and moving his hands around as he spoke. "it shouldn't be that simple to let someone go!"

yoongi stared at jimin. he quickly realized that he had a new person to take to the coffee shop, a new person to love. deep down inside he felt remorseful, but it was his choice who he loved. not jimin's. he breathed heavily and shut his eyes, trying to keep his calm.

"jimin." he sighed as he opened his eyes and gazed at the boy who stood before him. "i hope some time in the future you realize that we're just friends, and i'm the one deciding who i have romantic affairs with."

he looked into the boy's deep brown eyes only to notice that a small amount of tears had welled up. jimin opened his mouth as it quivered before he opened the door, suggesting yoongi to leave. the older walked out, tightening his coat as a cold breeze hit him. as soon as the door closed, jimin threw his back on the door and slowly slid down to the ground. the sound of the sliding closet doors filled the house as jungkook and taehyung walked into the living room.

"we heard it all." jungkook whispered as he consoled his crying friend.

"maybe yoongi is right." jimin said while wiping his cheeks. "it's probably time i moved on."