Loving You ~ pjm + kth ✓

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Taehyung's P.O.V

Our breathing started to increase halfway down the stairway but we kept running, our feet slamming against the stair tiles, knowing we were fairly close to the basement.

The basement is an awful place to go to after running or even if you're simply breathing heavily, dust always made its way to your mouth and you'd end up coughing. Nevertheless, I still am glad that we managed to find the basement. It's a good place if you just wanted to be alone, which is very rare in our school, considering it's large size and larger population.

The basement was always insignificant to students. It was never even a topic of discussion. It was simply classified as a disgusting place that no one should go. Jimin and I rarely went down there but the reason wasn't it being 'disgusting' or 'old'.

When we got there, Jimin and I were both trying to quieten our loud coughs that had formed after we mistakenly were trying to force air into our lungs. Something I have mentioned was awful. You could the dust particles dry your throat. But the air your body demanded gave you no choice.

"Guess what?" I asked after we had both gotten over our coughing fits and had managed to catch our breaths.

Jimin raised his eyebrows in response, probably wondering what was important enough to bring him down here. Now that I think about it, bringing him down here was probably a product of me just being overly excited. If I would have had a couple of minutes to cool down after this happened, maybe I wouldn't have brought us down here and caused a ruckus. But instead of trying to calm myself down, I ran immediately to choir, knowing Jimin would be there -- he was one of the students that would always go to class early. He oddly doesn't get that annoyed whenever I pull us out of class, which is not an unknown thing for me to do.

"I signed up," I said, making my smile as wide as possible and internally hoping Jiminie wouldn't get mad at me for bringing him down here for this foolish reason. He gasped, seemingly shellshocked by my news. Which I didn't expect him to do. I figured he'd just hug me or, worst case scenario, he'd hit me. Did he really think I wouldn't go through with it? After yesterday night, I was so packed with happiness and relief that I wouldn't be alone on this rocky journey that I was practically ready to go to a label and audition.

"Really?! I'm so happy for you Tae." He said seeming genuinely happy for me which filled me with so much joy and relief. I started jumping up and down like a little boy that had just gotten a toy he'd been wanting for oh, so long now.

Jimin started to jump up and down with me. We both had the widest smiles on our faces. After a while, I stopped jumping, my smile still plastered on my face and Jimin, who probably still hadn't had enough celebration, latched his body onto mine out of nowhere, his legs wrapping around my torso and he hugged me so hard I thought my circulation was cut off. Knowing his intentions weren't to kill me, I hugged Jiminie back and held the back of his neck, snuggling into him — something I often do as you may have noticed by now. He kissed the edges of my ear. Which warmed me down to my toes.

"I love you," He whispered after the ear kiss he had given me. I wish I could hold onto this moment. I wish we could always remain like this. The only thing I despise about our relationship at this point is the fact that we have to keep it quiet. I hate that this is the price we have to pay for loving each other. We have to hide. Why? Because we love each other and don't want to be separated and brought to a conversion camp for God's sake. Those are our options: be together a hide or be separated. Why can't I just be with him? Without interruption. Without worry. Without him being afraid that my mom would walk in on us sitting on my bed closer than 'friends' would or being afraid of holding hands in public. Why can't people accept our love? Why can't they understand that a man loving a man or a woman loving a woman or even a man loving a woman, is all the same? It's all love. I'm so sick of hiding in the shadows. I'm so sick of not being able to show off my gorgeous man. My gorgeous Jiminie.