You Were My Love

Scene 36 - Threats

What was wrong with him??

Really!!

Jimin knew he had a reputation of being clumsy, but it seemed to him that it had never been so true as over the past few weeks...

He must have been completely tired if he became so hopeless...

Was it because it was all starting to take a toll on him?

Working hard at dancing, studying and learning.

Meeting with his friend to fool around and chit chat.

Staying awake for long hours to get rid of all the work just to make sure he would be free by the time his honey would call to meet.

Then spending heavenly evenings and nights with his love.

Maybe it was too much and it was straining his body over its limits?

Yet he loved this life so much, sharing his time between his studies, Hae Wong and Tae Hyung.

It all complemented so well. He didn't want it to stop. Not at all.

He could even say he had never felt so happy in his entire life.

Hae Wong and Jimin would see each other as soon as they both had free time and he nearly led a perfect love life.

Well, nearly perfect - if it wasn't for the fact that the politician had lots of meetings and appointments, and business trips... and a huge amount of work, which all made him regularly unavailable. And Jimin would not see him for days, sometimes whole weeks ...

Tae was also often busy now – he had to study too of course, and whenever he would get the chance, he sure would spend some time with Jimin, but he would also spend time with the handsome pale-faced male he had met at the SeMA.

They would meet at a cafe, sometimes go to the cinema together, but what the white-skinned man favored most were underground concerts he would take Tae along to.

After the gig, he and Tae Hyung would spend hours talking about the performances they had witnessed, the music they had heard, the lyrics they remembered.

Thus Tae would often end up sleeping at the musician's, as it would be too early morning to be going home.

The following days, eyes circled in dark shades and hair disheveled, Tae would tell Jimin all about his fantastic – yet for now chaste - nights with the good-looking, brilliant Min Yoongi.

Tae Hyung was ecstatic about his artistic skills, his visionary mind, his talented composing.

He was completely enthralled in their talks about songwriting, art performing, or in the way they got along so well, not seeing the nightly hours go by.

Jimin would listen to him at lunch time, their whole break nearly spent on Tae's enthusiastic comments, which would only rarely stop - if Yoongi joined them.

Then the lively one would paradoxically go almost completely silent, observing the other with an admiring, fascinated gaze, basically drinking each rare word he would pronounce with his soothing voice and cool tone.

Jimin didn't know if they already had something going on, but they looked cute together, and he wished his friend would soon be as happy as he himself was with his prince.

His prince ...

He was so amazing... What a contrast with himself...

Jimin sighed, thinking about his clumsy failures once again.