"A love story that shook the whole world."
Falling for the same gender is one thing. Them being in the same boyband is another thing. But coming from a conservative country with millions of fans and a company that restricts dating? Yikes.
One messy...
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"Jimin-ah! Open the door, Jimin-ah!"
At the loud noise and banging, Jimin's eyes slowly open. He groans and throws a pillow over his head in frustration. "What?" He yells back, agitated.
"Open the door!" The person yells again. Jimin can identify that voice from miles away. Jin hyung. "Jungkook isn't in his room. We can't find him anywhere!"
Jimin's eyes shoot open and he glances around. Next to him is the maknae, sleeping peacefully with the comforter pulled up to his chin. His hair is tousled, and his lips are lightly parted as he snores softly.
Oh, no... Jimin thinks to himself. He quickly peeks down at his own bare chest. Oh, shit.
"Jimin-ah!" Jin screams again, sounding more and more impatient. "I need help finding—"
"Hold up!" Jimin yells back at him. Upon hearing the racket, Jungkook begins stirring in his sleep. He looks around groggily, unsure of what's happening. His eyes land on Jimin's chest and a small smile slowly creeps up his face. Before he can anything, however, Jimin throws the comforter over his face. Jimin covers his mouth to drone out his muffled protests.
"Jin hyung's outside," Jimin hisses. "You better stay quiet or this is going to be the last time you wake up."
Jungkook immediately freezes, and Jimin sighs in relief. He hops of the bed, straightening himself out before running to the door.
"If you don't open right now, I'm just gonna—"
The door swings open and Jimin steps into the frame. Jin stops mid-sentence as soon as he sees his dongsaeng. He takes one good glance at Jimin, his eyes traveling down from his bare chest to his pajama bottom. He lets out a low whistle. "You weren't kidding when you said you don't wear much to sleep, Jimin-ah..."
Jimin feels his ears heating up, feeling flustered. "Can you not?"
Jin purses his lips, his gaze never waivers. "Seriously, though. It looks like you've gained back your abs. Nice."
"Hyung!" Jimin exclaims in embarrassment. "Stop that. You're looking for Jungkook, right?"
It takes Jin a few seconds, but he eventually breaks out of his trance. "Oh, yeah. That's right. Have you seen him?"
"Nope," Jimin quickly lies. He swallows that lump of guilt down his throat. He hates lying to his hyung, but this was absolutely necessarily. "Not at all."
Jin's eyebrows scrunch up in concern. "That's so weird. He always sleeps in unless we have something scheduled."
Jimin clucks his tongue. "Yeah, that's definitely weird. Have you guys tried to contact him?"
"Yeah, he's not answering," Jin replies. Suddenly, his eyes narrow as he studies something behind Jimin. "Can I come in for a second?"
"No!" Jimin quickly shouts. A long silence follows as Jin stares at him in confusion. Jimin tries to flush his panic down in one single swoop and opts for a smile. "I have...stuff going on in here."
