It's Our Secret Angel~

I've Been Hiding This~

Jimin stands, stuck face to face with a flushed Hoseok. He feels as if he can not move as Hoseok blurts out the words; "I'm not sure what's worse. That you caught me looking at male strippers, or that you are one." A drunken laugh falls from his lips, before Hoseok himself drops forward.

Jungkook grabs the fallen man before he can hit the floor.

Jimin can feel the tears filling up his eyes once more. Yet he can't rip his attention away from Hoseok. The words swim around in his mind and repeat themselves until Jimin realises something within what he had said. He had made a confession.

Before Jungkook can do anything possibly harmful to unconscious Hoseok, Seokjin comes up from behind everyone. He has an annoyed grimace covering his typically controlled face.

Jungkook goes to speak but he gets spoken over. "I apologise for the actions of my friend. I guess feeding him multiple drinks was not the best judgement on my part." Seokjin bows towards his two workers before taking Hoseok away from Jungkook's hold.

"Did you know?" Jungkook says sternly not letting down his ground just yet. He wasn't done with this drunken figure.

"Know what?" Seokjin questions back while wrapping Hoseok's arm around himself so it's easier to carry him.

"That Jimin works for him." Jungkook pulls Jimin closer to himself.

Jimin just continues staring at the unconscious man. His feelings are confusing his mind. All at once he experiences joy, fear and anger. Yet he just keeps a solid blank expression while his gentle eyes fill with tears.

"You mean Hoseok is Jimin's day-time boss?" Seokjin tries to clarify.

Jungkook just nods.

"Shit." Seokjin swears under his breath. "Well this is a fucking mess." He pauses becoming extremely serious. "Take Jimin home. I'll talk to Hoseok in the meantime. Then you two tomorrow night." He tries to keep himself collected but even now he's full of personal worries, for Hoseok, Jimin and himself.

Jungkook nods once more but it's more of a guilt filled movement. He then carefully takes Jimin into his arms and begins moving him out of the building. In contrast Seokjin drags Hoseok further into the building.

Jimin looks back at the limp body and then gives a random small smile.

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"Are you alright?" Jungkook asks while helping Jimin into their shared apartment. Since Jimin can't really rely on his voice at the moment he just gives a subtle nod to the younger. "Well, I don't want you to worry about it. We can talk it over with Seokjin tomorrow. He'll also talk to your boss so everything should be alright, okay?" In an attempt to comfort the other Jungkook rambles. Jimin once more only nods.

Taehyung sleepily emerges from his shared room with Jungkook. He has a bright smile on his face that begins to fade when he sees Jimin's puffy red eyes and Jungkook holding him up.

"Shit Jimin. Don't tell me it was-" Before Taehyung could even finish Jungkook shakes his head quickly to stop his burst of words. He didn't want to bring up the past and hurt Jimin even more. Luckily Taehyung got the message before making the situation possibly even worse.

"I just want to sleep." Jimin barely gets out.

Jungkook understands his request and slowly begins to let go of the older. Once Jimin stands on his own he starts dragging his body towards his room. The sickening feeling in his stomach is gradually disappearing, but it's still very uncomfortable.

"Goodnight Jimin." Taehyung yells out after him before rushing over to Jungkook to question why the hell their best friend looked so miserable. Jimin ignored them and just moved himself closer to the room where he could collapse and easily let all his thoughts drain away.