Serendipity 2 JHope and Jimin

Part 23

Jimin

it was Sasa's eighteenth birthday, and we had been out to eat, and were now all sitting around the living room. We had been living here for just over a year now, the time had gone so fast and we had been so busy. BTS had taken off, and we were K-Pop idols, we could hardly leave the house these days without being inundated by fans and photographers. We had rehearsals and dance practice, and photo shoots, and TV appearances, or were in the recording studio. Namjoon and Yoongi spent hours in their studios. They both had one of their own downstairs, Yoongi called his the genius lab, and some weeks practically lived down there. I looked around at them all sitting there and couldn't help but smile, I was so happy now, and loving life, and it was all because of these people. My brothers, and my family. I was about to go to bed when my phone rang.

"Jimin, its mum" She sounded like she was crying

"Hi mum how are you? "

"Jimin, I'm at the hospital, your father is very ill" I didn't know what to say to that. The man hadn't spoken to me in a couple of years. What did she want me to do?

"Jimin are you there?" she asked

"Yeah mum I'm here. Are you OK? How's Jihyun" I was more worried about the two of them than my father.

"Jihyun is devastated and hasn't left his side" My brother had always been closer to dad, and I knew dad favoured him, he always had. Jihyun was the perfect son, he hardly ever got into any trouble, he got good grades at school, and looked up to our father ever since he was a baby

"What's happened to dad?"

"it's his heart "

I saw the others all looking at me with concern, so I turned away, so they couldn't see my face.

"The doctors say he may not make it, and I thought you should know. In case you wanted to come sees him" I wanted to see my mum and brother and make sure they were Ok, but seeing my dad I wasn't sure about. Did I really want to see him?

I had kept in contact with my mum, and sometimes my brother, but my father had not spoken a word to me since the night I left. Each time I had gone home to visit he had left the room as soon as I arrived. It was an easy answer really. Yes,I did. He was my father. I needed to say goodbye.

"Which hospital is it mum I'll leave now?"

I went straight to my room and got changed into jeans and a t-shirt, doing my best to ignore the knot that had formed in my stomach.

"Jimin?" It was Yoongi standing in the doorway and looking concerned "Is everything alright?"

"Its my dad, he's sick. Well he's dying actually" and then suddenly the tears came, and I couldn't speak

He pulled me to him and wrapped me in his arms, I put my head on his shoulder and cuddled into his neck,, and just cried. He didn't say anything just let me cry until I was done. It felt so good to be in his arms and I wanted to stay there forever.

"I love you Yoongi"

I don't know why I said it. It just came out and shocked even me. I was too scared to look at him and see his reaction, so I stayed where I was with my head buried in his neck. I didn't regret it though, I was glad I had said it. It had been burning inside me since the day I met him. The more I stood there enveloped in his arms, the happier I was with the fact that I didn't want to hide it anymore. He may not love me back, he may not want anything form me at all, but I wasn't going to pretend anymore. The simple fact was, I loved him, and I didn't care that he knew, or if the whole world knew, I would love him just the same.

"I'm coming with you" he said suddenly "Which hospital is it?"

"Yoongi, you don't have to do that, go to bed and get some sleep, I'll be fine"

"I said I'm coming with you, I'll get my keys and meet you at my car in ten minutes"

I finally lifted my head form his shoulder, and he moved away to go out and get his keys. I smiled to myself, he didn't say a word about it, but I knew he heard what I said, I had felt him tense up as soon as I said it. He didn't get angry and yell at me, he didn't get upset, and most importantly he didn't reject it. I could live with that. So, he would have to learn to live with fact that I loved him, and nothing was going to change that