Yoongi and Jimin were best friends growing up. Almost inseparable. No matter what happened, they always stuck together. But, life happens and sometimes things change..
A story about life, forgiveness and true love.
a sad yoonmin fic
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"HIV?!" Stacey gasps as she backs away from Jimin.
"Yes. I'm HIV positive.. I have been for a year now. Well.. I found out a year ago. So I've had it longer than that. But yeah.."
She pouts, "I'm really sorry Jimin. I hate that for you."
He smiles, "It's okay. I have medication that helps. I can still live a long healthy life as long as I stick to my medicine and daily routine." He sits back down on the couch and pours himself another glass of wine.
Stacey felt bad, she had no idea her best friend was going through some serious shit. "How did you get it?" She asks, also sitting back down on the couch. "I mean, that's if you want to talk about it."
Jimin drinks some wine and then sits the glass down on the table. "I contracted it from this guy I met in San Diego. His name is Alejandro."
Stacey's eyes go wide. "Did he just not tell you? Or did he even know?"
"Oh he knew, he just didn't tell me. We were actually in a relationship. We did drugs together and he was in the drug business... A lot of things happened and I ended up finding out I had HIV and he had been the only person I had been with in months. So yeah.. moral of the story, use protection. Always."
"Man.. I would have been livid." Stacey says, now pouring herself some more wine, finishing off the bottle.
"Oh I was!" Jimin came back with sternness. "I was in the hospital from overdosing and I tried to contact him, but he ignored me.. so when I got out, I went to his house and I made damn sure he knew how I felt."
"Woah woah Woah.. you overdosed?!" Stacey asks in shock. All these things that she didn't even know, coming out back to back, was making her question herself on what kind of friend she really was.
"Yeah I did. I was doing heroin by that point. It's a long story.. a story I really don't want to talk about. All I know is I'm alive, I'm healthy and I feel better than ever, and I'm glad that I was able to get this stuff off my chest."
Stacey smiles as she rubs his back. "I'm glad you could too. I feel closer to you now."
"Well I'm glad you still accept me regardless of my issues."
"What!? Are you kidding me? I love you Jimin! I don't care if you have HIV or did drugs.. you're my best friend and you're a good person. That will never change."
He looks down at the floor and then back up to her. "Thanks, but I'm really not a good person. I might help you, and be a good friend to you, but I hurt someone very dear to me along time ago.."
"Who?" Stacey was curious.
Jimin sits back on the couch as he makes himself comfortable. "He's the love of my life and my best friend. Not that you aren't but, I've known him ever since I was ten. We were always together, but when we got older things changed. It turned out we both had feelings for each other and the last time I saw him, it was great. It was amazing actually.. but I fucked it up, by stealing twenty bucks, his credit card and leaving him in the middle of the night after he had made love to me."
