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jimin was cuddling with his big soft toy, under his blanket and was trying to not think about what happened a few hours ago.
he was so near to crying. embarrassed, shocked, vulnerable and on the edge, the poor boy was mentally blank, empty. he did not know what to think about, he did not know how he would face his neighbor again, he was self conscious and scared and so fucking terrified.
he wanted the floor to open and get buried into the upside down. or maybe shift his house again? but that probably wasn't a good idea. he cannot run away, it was plain stupid.
he knew he needed taehyung, he just needed him. taehyung could solve anything, any problem, any complication. taehyung had always been his saviour. and even though the clock had hit twelve, jimin called him, without any hesitation because hesitation and secret were words which did not have any meaning when it came to them. except for that one secret that taehyung had about his still lingering feelings for the shorter boy. but it was necessary to be kept or their friendship would be threatened.
taehyung was there by ten minutes. and jimin did not had to go downstairs because taehyung had a copy of his keys, the same way as jimin had of his.
the moment taehyung saw jimin, all balled up and small, cuddling with the minion soft toy he had gifted him on his birthday, he awed.
there was nothing more adorable than jimin in this whole fucking world, he thought and walked to the bed, replacing the toy with himself.
after jimin was hugging him completely, legs and arms wrapped around the taller's body, taehyung started, "soo.. what's the matter?"
jimin pouted and taehyung could feel it since jimin's face was pressed to his chest. jimin lifted his face slightly so he could get space to speak. "i messed up, tae."
"what happened?" taehyung asked, more concerned then. his one hand was resting on jimin's head while the other was constantly stroking jimin's back.
"what if.." he stopped and looked at taehyung before continuing, "what if you found your neighbor peeking at you from their window?"
"that jungkook guy was peeking at you?" taehyung asked shocked.
"noo," jimin whined. "i was." he admitted.
"oh," taehyung let out and sighed as he continued to stroke jimin's back in a soothing manner. "he caught you peeking?"
jimin nodded and whined as he again buried his face to taller's chest. he continuously muttered i'm so stupid i'm so stupid. and taehyung could feel the movement of his lips.
"it's okay. do you.. uh," taehyung stopped, thought and continued, "do you want something to happen between the two of you? be honest."
taehyung could feel jimin biting his lip because he accidentally took hold of a little of taehyung's tee as well.
"it's okay. tell me, chim," taehyung whispered. jimin looked up straight into taehyung's eyes before slightly nodding. "then think of this incident as a.. as a lead to your situation. now he knows you want him and what you have to do now is make your intentions loud and clear."
jimin stared at him, wide eyed. and maybe he could take taehyung's advice because oh, how he wanted to get close to jungkook.
