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Now, in a group of seven members that have been together for at least five years, you learn who hangs out with who.  But I don't think any of us suspected something like that would happen.  And I don't think any of us thought to do something like that (well, except for them, obviously).

          I sat down on my bed.  Luckily Jin wasn't there.

          No, I decided.  I didn't want to be alone.  All my former troubles were all but forgotten, but this wasn't something I wanted to bear alone. 

          I went to Jimin's room and knocked on the door.

          "Who is it?" he mumbled.  He must have been taking a nap.

          "Suga."

          "Just a second.  I'll be right there."  He sounded more alert.

          He opened the door.  His hair was a mess and his clothes were wrinkled, but I barely paid attention.  I looked inside, but couldn't see much.

          "Is Hobi in there?"

          "Uh, no.  Are you all right, hyung?" he asked.

          "Not really. Can we talk?" I said, eager to get out of the hallway.

          "Sure.  Come in."

          He closed and locked the door behind me.  I sat on Jimin's bed, and he joined me.  My heart was still running at a million miles an hour.

          "What's the matter?"

          I took a deep breath.  "Well, there's two things.  I'm not sure which to start with."  I wondered which one was more important.  Jimin just waited while I thought, his leg touching mine.

          I decided.  "One is about someone else, and the other is about me.  I'll save me for later."  I braced myself before continuing.

          "I was walking around, just a minute ago, not really meaning to go anywhere.  But as I was walking form one room to another, I saw ... V and Jungkook ... kissing ... behind the door."  I started rushing my words.  "I didn't mean to ... I was so surprised that I ran back to my room, then decided to come here."  I began blushing.  I looked over at Jimin, who had sat straight up and was running his hand through his hair.  He seemed surprised, but not as much as I was.

          "So that's why ... okay," he muttered under his breath.

          "What?"

          "Oh, nothing.  Just ... some things make more sense now."  I could almost see the gears turning in his head. 

          I didn't know what to say.  Luckily, Jimin wasn't done yet.

          "I'm happy for them.  Really.  They seem made for each other."  He frowned.  "But you said they were behind a door?"  I nodded, staring at the floor.  "Then they must not want it to get out.  Make sure you keep it a secret," he finished, grabbing my hand.  I jumped a little, but I didn't mind.

          We stared at each other for a second, then I broke eye contact, nodded, and went back to staring at the floor.