Knowing - jikook au

Abandoned.

Abandoned. Jimin had been abandoned. His father had abandoned him after his mother's death, choosing to jump into the blackness rather than live without his wife, but with his son.

Taehyung's fingers tapped against his desk as he read through the open Word document on his screen, his eyes scanning all of the words for any mistakes. Occasionally, his hands would raise to the keyboard to change the wording of what he'd written, or correct a spelling mistake, before falling back to the edge of the desk to continue tapping the song which was stuck in his head. For some reason, he felt completely demotivated. He had great material for his blog, but he couldn't seem to find the words to write. Something was wrong with it. The material itself was fine, golden in fact... it's what happened when he was gathering the material which made him frown each time he looked at the pictures of Jimin and Jungkook, which he had taken hours before.

He was waiting outside of the dance studio which both boys attended when he caught sight of Jungkook hanging around the entrance. He frowned and checked his phone for the time - 4:46pm. Jimin wasn't meant to finish training until 6pm on that day, so Taehyung had to wonder why the other dancer was there. But he didn't have to wonder long, because about five minutes later, Jimin walked out, raising his head to the sky as his arms stretched out around him. Raising his camera, Taehyung captured the beautiful moment, gaping in awe Jungkook walked towards the other dancer. Jimin lowered his head and caught sight of Jungkook, stumbling backwards slightly in shock. This made Taehyung laugh softly - his idol was so cute. Taehyung was a taken heart, but God, Jimin was so irresistible. Jungkook was a lucky guy.

Snapping out of his thoughts, he quickly started after the two dancers, careful not to close the gap between them too much so as to remain unseen. It was kind of creepy - following the other boys and taking pictures of their cute moments, but Taehyung had to; for his readers. It was always for the readers, everything he did, all the trouble he got into. So long as he had an exclusive for his readers, he didn't care. He ran an online blog called 'Spotlight' and despite how cliche and cheesy it sounded, it had over 100k followers, and he actually earned money each time he posted. He posted about all of the latest idols, as well as a lot of up-and-coming dancers, and had developed quite a love for Jimin and Jungkook, especially the friendship they'd show in their joint interviews; the two danced together quite a lot when they were invited to events. This is why he had been desperate to get an exclusive - loyalty and dedication to his readers, but also to satisfy his selfish fanboy needs. Jeez, he needed a life.

Taehyung practically screamed with delight when he saw Jimin leaning towards Jungkook, raising his camera to capture the cute coupley moment as Jimin whispered something to his best friend... except, he wasn't whispering. A frown worked its way onto Taehyung's forehead as he watched the two dancers slow down, Jimin almost falling over as Jungkook moved to the side slightly. Why was Jimin leaning on Jungkook so much? Surely he couldn't be tired from his practice... he'd seen Jimin positively bounce out of the dance studio after doing way more hours than he had that day, so why was he leaning on the other boy for support? Was he sleep deprived? Did he eat well enough? Jimin, I wish I could help you, Taehyung thought, watching with a small, pity smile as Jungkook started to piggyback the older dancer. He loved their friendship so much, it made his heart melt every time. He was convinced the two were in love, because the way they acted was exactly how Taehyung and his boyfriend were (except cuter, because the two dancers were possibly the cutest couple on the planet). Raising his camera, he took a couple of snaps of the piggyback, before turning and walking away. It would be so easy to follow the two back to their houses, but that's where Taehyung drew the line - he'd do a lot for his followers, but invading their privacy that much was completely out of the question. He wasn't a complete stalker, just a half-stalker, after all. Plus, his boyfriend was a policeman.