Will You Stay? |VMin

17-Lie

Two days went by in which Taehyung made no contact with Jimin
Not a text, not a call
Jimin was going insane
What's happening? Is he okay? Did i do something wrong?
So he decided to pay him a visit that night

he knocked on the door
"coming.."
that's him!!
he's home!!
Jimin felt his chest tighten
the door opened

"Jimin..what are you doing here?
Tae didnt look too happy

"I..was worried.
You wouldn't reply to my texts or answer my calls so.."

"Oh that, yeah..i changed my phone number"

Jimin felt his heart sting

"Are you okay..? ...Is there something that i did..?
"no yeah im okay"

watching Tae's indifferent face hurt more than anything he had experienced before

"Tae.."
"look. i just dont see the reason to keep up this charade"

"C-charade?" he could feel the strength leaving his legs

"I already got what i was looking for so that's it"
Tae's heart was breaking in pieces..but he knew it had to be this way. Unless he hurt him really bad it wouldnt work
"...so, was it all a lie..?
Tae got closer and Jimin's heart stopped as he grabbed his chin and pulled him closer everytime.
Then he whispered "you're the actor..you tell me.."

"i dont believe it..." Jimin's voice was shaking

"look, i've got stuff to do so if you're done...
unless.."
he grabbed Jimin by his waist and pulled him close
"..you wanna have some fun"
he smirked and started kissing Jimin's neck

"...stop it"

"i know you want to..that's why you came all the way here isnt it? did you miss daddy's movements?

Jimin's heart was in pieces
the thought of being used and discarded by Taehyung..the lies

"...stop it"

Taehyung kept kissing his neck when suddenly Jimin slapped him

"STOP IT!"

Taehyung stared at him..he could see the tears about to leave Jimin's eyes. He put his hand where he had slapped him
"just fucking go"

he got inside and closed the door

....

Jimin walked all the way back.his mind was somewhere else..tears rolling dows his cheeks
what just happened? it hurts so bad

meanwhile Tae was still behind the door
his covered his face with both hands and slowly sat on the ground
Everyone could hear him sobbing but nobody dared to intervene. He needed to let it all out.
He knew he hurt Jimin real bad and he would never forgive himself because of it.
It was painful, his chest felt heavy and empty at the same time
"it was for the best" he said to himself

..............

A couple months passed and they never spoke or saw each other again

Taehyung refused to keep assisting to school. He didnt want ti leave the house so started taking online classes.
He was barely seen by Yoongi or even his mom. He wouldn't leave his room, and whenever he did you could see the dark circles bellow his eyes.
He wouldn't sleep enough and it was almost impossible to start a conversation with him.

The only time he would come downstairs for a second was when Seokjin came to visit. He just needed to know Jimin was okay.

...........

Jimin was barely keeping it together.
Most of the time he would just work himself to exhaustion in order to get some sleep.
He felt useless.. unwanted and betrayed..

But he struggled to keep on doing what he knew the best.. smiling for the camera.

He would barely speak or meet with Seokjin. He knew he and Namjoon were stronger than ever and the thought of him getting to be so close to Taehyung killed him.

He hated Tae, but he couldnt just erase all the memories even if there were lies

..

"so we're done for today" Hyung-sik started talking to Jimin when they stopped filming
"yeah.."
"have you lost weight?"
"i havent been eating much lately"

"let me buy you some dinner!" Hyung-sik smirked
"thanks but i still have a lot to do"

"what about drinks? tomorrow!
you cant say no!"
"listen..."
"hey, is just a drink"

"..ok i guess"

"awesome! i'll send you the address then.
gotta go. bye"

"bye.." this guy sure is clingy
but i could really use a distraction. A drink doesnt sound half bad

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Jim Seokjin:
i just received a call from Jung Hoseok. He needs to arrange a meeting with is as soon as possible.