royalㅣjikook

twenty five.

ㅡ tongue tied love.

"what is it that you wanted to tell me?" jungkook leaned against the wall as yugyeom curved up a little smile. unbeknownst to them, jimin had came down and hid behind the wall separating him and the two males, curiosity getting the better of him as to why they had to meet at a place so secluded, or maybe just so he can break his own heart once again.

"i've gotten a scholarship, to the royal school of ballet in london" jungkook snapped his head up, eyes going wide, "that's good, isn't that what you've been wanting?"

"i'm considering it. i thought of studying overseas, but then i thought of another thing too. in two years or so, you're going to major in films or photography and i'm going to be in ballet. when we were together, you said you wanted to study overseas didn't you? if we could study together, then it would be great. going alone. . .would be lonely" jimin bit the insides of his cheek as he listened to their conversation, chest constricting the more yugyeom talks.

didn't he say he wanted to let go? didn't he say he wanted to let jungkook love jimin now? so why is he talking that way? why is he still clinging on?

"i do want to study overseas, after two years, i thought of-" realisation hit jimin like a splash of cold water. jungkook already had his future planned out, without him.

then why did he ask me not to leave him? why did he say he like me?

jimin turned around and walked off as he felt his eyes stinging, foorsteps heavy against the wood. he felt played, although he should have seen it coming but it was as if this is the last straw. he shouldn't have given in to the crown prince before.

"then if we-" jungkook back away from the wall as he stares into the others eyes, cutting the male off "but, something more valuable than my dream has appeared in my life. if i were to really go overseas, i would want to go with him. yugyeom," said male looks at him, melancholy in his eyes as he hums, "go and achieve your dreams in london. it's an opportunity you can't miss. let me choose my own path with jimin because i can't think of a future without him anymore"

taehyung looks at the silver haired sitting back down, silent and brooding. this was not how he had wanted his birthday celebration to be, he wanted everyone to enjoy themselves. "did you hear them?"

"jungkook must be very different than me. he has his future planned out while i- thinking of him not in my future, my heart aches. but jungkook's not like that" the blonde sighs, nothing but pity on his face, "i told you not to trust his heart. you really thought he liked you? jimin. . .you and him, you guys don't match" he reaches over and wiped the tears falling down the male's face, the sight in front of him unsettling in the most unpleasant way.

"i'm sorry, for always letting everything out on you" he finally calms down after a few minutes, taking in shallow breaths as taehyung scoots closer to him. "it's alright. now stop crying please, it hurts me too" jimin scoffs, rolling his eyes playfully eventhough puffy and red.

"jimin, can you receive one present from me?" the male questions softly, not wanting to startle the prince. the other looks up at him with confusion in his eyes, "but today's your birthday"

"it's something i've wanted to give you for awhile" jimin looks at him for a few seconds before hesitantly nodding, breath hitching in his throat as he flinches a little when taehyung brings both his hands to cup his face and places a soft kiss on his cheek. jimin recoils away from the touch as if he's been burned, "taehyung!" he gasps exasperatedly, hands clenching at the sides. "not as friends but as a man, thank you for entering my life and staying"

jimin couldn't  find it in him to reply, turning his head back in front when he sees jungkook standing there, midnight eyes cold and glaring. he knows he should go to the prince, but after hearing his confession with yugyeom, jungkook's the last person he wants to see right now. the black haired walks up to him, and jimin notices how tense he is, body rigid and jaw clenching tightly. "get up" his voice booms in the silent rooftop, speaking through gritted teeth. jimin isn't giving in tonight.