You Made Me Begin (BTS FANFIC)

Not THAT One

~Three Years Later~

SeokJin

"Um, Jungkook? Could I um, could I talk to you for a moment?" I speak up in the fairly, well compared to usual, quiet room. He nods lightly, moving Jimin's legs from over his then standing to follow me. Once alone I turned to face him.
"Is everything okay?" He is concerned, and he is right to be. I shake my head, opening up my phone.
"There's um, there are these rumours going around about your past, and I didn't say anything before because you and YoonGi were so sure that all of the files have been deleted but-"
"What are you trying to say?" he cuts me off, I know I'm taking my time to come out with it but it's hard for me to talk about this with him. He is like a son to me almost. Not to mention this could deeply hurt him.
"They've found one." I get it over with, handing him my phone. I didn't think he would have done something like this, and I don't think anyone else knew about it.
"He... They must have... Because it was... FUCK!" His sudden shout startles me, and attracts the attention of other members, as is indicated by a small knock at the door.
"It's YoonGi." A voice follows the knock. I look to Jungkook, waiting for him to indicate whether or not to let him in. With a small nod, I open the door.
"I'm guessing you showed him?" Wait YoonGi knew too? Why am I the only one that decided to man up and talk to him about it. I nod in response. What the hell are we going to do?

YoonGi

"FUCK!" I hear Jungkook shout from the other room. My immediate guess is that Jin just showed him one of the many articles I just found. To be fair they don't think it is him yet, but it won't be long.
I stand up from the floor where I sat composing and head for the room. I knock lightly on the door, in this situation he might not want me there, but I have a feeling that he will.
"It's YoonGi." I say softly, hoping for the door to open. More silence follows and I stand in hope for a moment before the door finally opens.
Once I enter, I look at Jungkook who sits on a bed, holding Jin's phone.
"I'm guessing you showed him?" I ask, just to confirm. He looks at me confused for a moment, probably taking in that I also know. He nods in response.
I take a few steps forward before sitting down beside my younger brother. "Sorry." I breath out. I didn't think this could happen. I thought I had gotten them all. But... I didn't know about this one. I only looked at the ones that I had composed for as all of Jungkook's had my music. Well, nearly all of them... But apparently not this one.

Jungkook

"Sorry." Every word spoken since he handed me the phone has gone straight through me.

Bangtan member Jungkook's porn star doppelgänger!

Jungkook doppelgänger or secret past of the Bangtan Boy?

The headlines break me more and more, one by one. They know. It might for now just be a rumour and speculation with the video being discovered... But soon they'll figure out that it is me.
"It's not your fault. I never told you. I was so ashamed of myself because it isn't the real me." I notice the other two nod, agreeing.
"We know, I know. But I feel bad. I told you that I had taken care of it, that they were all gone." I shake my head because although while he had assured me he had handled it, I couldn't bring myself to specify whether he had deleted THAT one or not.
"They don't know it's me though. So maybe it will blow over, we just ignore it and it will go away, they'll put it down to being a doppelgänger." I try to convince myself by saying it out loud. Of course I don't believe it. The guys don't believe it. But if I don't tell myself that this will blow it, that everything will be okay, then... If I'm honest I don't know what will happen. I may loose my job, I may loose my life as I know it now. What if this is the end of Bangtan.

NamJoon

"I'm hoooome." I chime as I walk through the door. It's been a long day and I just wanted to get home, but I didn't know what had happened before I got there.
I looked around at the members in the room. Some seemed relaxed, like nothing had happened. Then there was Jungkook, YoonGi and SeokJin. They all sat, rather tensed, a worried look sat upon each face.
"What's wrong?" I asked as I approached the three. At the sound of my voice Jin looked in my direction, shaking his head lightly. I'm guessing I've not to ask questions? Bad timing?
Taking the hint I leave them alone. Throwing myself into the empty space, between HoSeok and the arm, on the couch.
I pull out my phone, checking the latest news. There is usually some terribly misleading headline followed by a rather empty and disappointing article about us. But instead I found something else, that was a little more alarming than expected.