He Calls Me Daddy

Chapter Five

Jimin's POV

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The show went well. Kookie was off. But so was I. For evident reasons.
Namjoon kept looking at me funny all night. I had this unnerving feeling that he knew what happened. Namjoon knows everything. He knows everything about his band mates anyway; which was part of what made him such a great leader. That, and the fact that he spoke English.

I expected the ride back to be uncomfortable. But, Jungkook fell asleep so I just joked around with everyone else in the van. We were all hyped from the performance. Nobody blamed Jungkook for sleeping though. We just poked fun at him for being "The little baby all tuckered out". I knew that's not why he was sleeping though.

We carried the party of adrenaline all the way up to our rooms in the hotel. We sat in Jin, Tae and Joonie's room, drinking alcohol and pushing one and other around. Jungkook claimed he was too tired and just went back to our room to sleep.

At about 21:30, while Hobi and Joonie were arm wrestling to decide who was stronger, Yoongi got up and walked towards the door. He turned back to me and winked, then slithered out of the room. No one noticed he left. I think he expected me to fallow him. I stood up. "I'm gooing to bed now" I announced.

Then Jin and Namjoon shared a look that made me more then uncomfortable. Tae looked at the two of them and then offered to arm wrestle with Hobi instead.

"Uh, good night hyungs, night Tae" I said awkwardly and turned on my heel to leave. That was weird.

I walk out the door but I don't hear it click behind me.

"Hyung?"

Namjoon closed the door behind him.

"Let's go for a walk Jiminie"

"I'd love to hyung but I —"

He gave me a look. I had to meet with Yoongi. I didn't want him to think I was blowing him off. But, Namjoon was talking like it was important.

"Okay" I said.

We walked silently until we got to the end of the hallway. There was a small sitting area at the end of each hallway at this hotel. Which was kind of cute honestly.

Namjoon sat in the green armchair with his back to the hall and I sat on the matching couch.

"What're you doing?" He said to me finally. "What do you mean Hyung?"

He looked at me again.

Dammit! He knows.

"I don't know" I said simply.

He shook his head. "Honestly Jiminie, you're lucky you got me and not Jin. He would've wanted to have a really emotional talk with you but I told him it would just piss you off. So I came instead."

He paused.

"I always liked the idea of you and Yoongi Hyung better than you and Kookie. But Jungkook's a mess. And you need to do something about it. Apologize or something"

"I already apologized—"

"And mean it."

Well fuck.

"Tell me something though Jiminie, do you actually like Yoongi or are you just trying to sleep your way through the band?"

My face heated up. How could he say that? He's being so rude!

"I—I've always liked him." I mumble.

I'm angry with Namjoon but if I show my anger he won't take me seriously. It seemed to work. He grinned. "I know"

.beat.

"But you still have to do something about Jungkook."

"I know Hyung, but..—"

"Go. I know he's waiting for you."

I stood up. And so did Namjoon. He hugged me.

"Thanks Hyung"

"Yeah yeah whatever"

I walked towards the elevator to meet Yoongi. That conversation gave me a weird feeling in my stomach. I think it was guilt. But I tried to push those feelings away so I could make the most of the rest of the night.