𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐛𝐫𝗼𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

Chapter Fifteen

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"So you only wanted to date Taehyung to make him happy?"

"Yeah. Before I just wanted to date Taehyung because I was interested in him. Now I'm interested in you"

"Why couldn't you just tell him you have feelings for someone else instead of hurt yourself like this?"

"Well, you wanted Taehyung to have a good life. You didn't want him to suffer anymore"

"Yeah because he's already been through too much with his brothers and his parents. Taehyung is a pure human being, and no one should do him wrong"

"Then why are you so angry with him?"

"... He did something... Unforgivable... And that's why"

"Oh"

"Jungkook hyung?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you remember when we were kids and we first met?"

"Yeah"

"And do you remember how close we used to be?"

"... Yeah. We used to do a lot of things together"

"Mhm. How come you pushed me away after that?

"When I was five years old, my parents got a divorce, and my dad started seeing new people. He kept going on many dates with many women, and during that time, my mom got diagnosed with cancer. So everyday, I would get my grandparents to drive me to come see her. I turned six, my dad was now seeing your mom, and he told me that I wasn't allowed to see her anymore... And then, one thing lead to another, my dad got married to your mom, and my mom... she died. I hated him so much after that. I wanted to bring her back to life somehow, and just live with her forever. Hell, I even wanted to take my life at some point. But even if I did, what difference would it make? My dad would still be married to your mom, having the time of his life, and my mom would still have died of cancer..."

"I'm sorry. I had no idea"

"Yeah well, no one ever does"

"I don't know what to tell you hyung... that really sucks"

"Yeah... Jimin?"

"Yeah?"

"What was your dad like?"

"My dad?"

"Yeah... what was he like?"

"My dad... was homophobic, and very sexist. He always picked on me for buying pink clothes, or buying dolls, or if I expressed any interest in feminine aesthetics in general. It didn't bother me then since, let's face it, I was 4. The feeling of loss, judgement and sadness was all foreign to me then. Eventually my mom kicked him out and divorced him, and we moved from Busan to Seoul. And that all happened when I was a 4 year old..."

"... Well that's fucked. He sure sounds like some asshole"

"He was. I used to miss him when I was younger. I'm not sure why"

"..."

"..."

"Are you okay Jimin?"

"Yeah"

"Are you lying to me?"

"No hyung, I'm not"

"Well your clenching your arm pretty tightly. And you look like you wanna rip my head off"

"Well I'm just cold, that's all"

"You're wearing a hoodie"

"Jimin, can you lift your sleeves for me?"

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Yes this is today's chapter...