loser. ✓

ACT TWO ;; CHAPTER EIGHT

seokjin set his phone down on the mattress next to him before hooking his arms around jimin's waist with a soft sigh. the smaller male let out a soft hum as he ran his fingers slowly through the taller's hair, a soft and contented hum escaping his lips as he peppered seokjin's cheeks with feathery light kisses. "did he listen?" jimin asked after a small moment, resting his forehead against the latter's temple.

"i don't know." the older closed his eyes, shaking his head slowly as he pressed his cheek against one of jimin's perfectly fluffed pillows. "he didn't say anything, and then he hung up before i could say anything else. i'm guessing that means he's not going to listen to me and is just going to go anyway, but i guess i don't blame him. i did make it sound a bit unrealistic that something terrible is going to happen. i'll just have to watch over him, right, baby?"

"right, seokjin," jimin replied, his gaze unfocused as he blinked slowly at the television. blankly, he switched off the television, listening to seokjin let out a soft sigh as they watched the title screen for mario kart quickly shut off to become an empty screen.

"jimin? i have a question."

the smaller cocked an eyebrow, glancing up at the older male with a small smile as he slowly nodded his head. "i have an answer. what is it?" he asked, shifting his weight until he was sitting on his knees.

"when is the time going to be right?" the question seemed out of the blue, and if anyone else were to hear the question, they wouldn't have understood without an explanation. but jimin knew all too well what seokjin was asking.

the pair had been dating for a month and a half now in private. all of their kisses, and hugs, and little dates were kept hidden from the public eye. any displays of affection were all private and only ever shown in the privacy of jimin's dorm - especially since it seemed that hoseok was always present in seokjin's shared dorm room with him. this was all due to jimin's childish paranoia of relationships that were too public in the media. couples would date for a week, only to break up shortly after in the most dramatic way possible. jimin didn't want that, however. if him and seokjin were going to be together, he had wanted to make sure that they wouldn't have a public break up only mere days after. and, thankfully, seokjin understood just that. jimin couldn't be more grateful.

"seokjin," jimin began, letting out a sigh as he averted his gaze from the broad-shouldered male. "we've only been together for a little over a month. we can't make it public until we've been together for like.. six months."

"really, jimin? six months? i'm willing to be patient for you and all, but are you fucking messing with me right now? six months is half of a fucking year. you do know that, right?"

"of course i know that! and half of a year is just the right amount of time to prove that we're going to last!" the smaller male shouted defensively, crossing his arms over his chest as he scoffed in disdain. he couldn't believe seokjin. why couldn't the older just be understanding of him?

seokjin sat up, placing his hands between his lap and against the mattress with a roll of his eyes. "i get it, you're scared of having a public break up only a short amount of time after telling people, but why do we have to hide each other from the public for such a damn long time? i want to be able to take you out on actual dates and kiss you in public and shit. not come over to play mario kart every friday night and have to tell hoseok that i'm going to 'hang out with my best friend.'"

"there's nothing wrong with telling people that! don't be so selfish, seok-"

"i'm being selfish? i've been almost one hundred percent selfless whenever it comes to you ever since i met you when you were in fucking kindergarten with taehyung, jimin. i have snuck into your bedroom when you were going through that shit with hoseok and yoongi after you got grounded. i have done literally everything in my power to make you happy. why can't i be selfish just one fucking time, jimin? you could at least-"

jimin quickly barged in with a short yet simple sentence, though seokjin had quite finished talking nor yet processed that jimin had spoken up yet. "seokjin, i don't think i love you more than a friend."

"-give me some sort of- what? i don't think i heard you correctly. i thought i heard you said that you don't love me as in, you're not in love with me. could you repeat yourself?" seokjin's eyes were widened, and jimin felt shitty for what he was about to do.

"seokjin, i really did think that i loved you as a boyfriend and as someone i wanted to be with when we first started dating. i really did think that. but i thought incorrectly, and i'm starting to realize that i don't want to hurt you any longer with my idiotic fucking ways of dating someone when i'm not even sure if i'm in love with you, and especially if i think i'm in love with someone else. i do care about you, and i'm so sorry for not realizing how selfish i am and was being, but i think i want to go back to how we were when we were kids. best friends.. except, i'd be a better one. i'll be a better friend, seokjin, i promise. i just don't think we should be together anymore."

"that was, uh," seokjin paused, gulping slowly as he fiddled with his shaky fingers nervously. "oh. that was really unexpected? i thought the worst that this conversation would go would be that it would just end me leaving angrily and then us making up at jeongguk's party, so, um- i wasn't really-"

"it's okay, seokjin. you don't have to stay if you don't want to. i understand. go get ready for the party, okay? i won't be there, but if you need to talk to me, you have my number, okay? i'll see you soon." jimin gave seokjin's hand a small squeeze before he felt the other slowly pull away.

"okay. got it. i'll see you around, friend." seokjin's voice was hardly a whisper as he stood from the bed, making his way quickly to the door, though he didn't bother to wave. he didn't seem to notice the guilt that hung over jimin's head from him hurting his own friend so much.

but jimin didn't seem to notice the wave of tears and the soft sounds of seokjin sobbing as the older collapsed in front of the door to jimin's dorm.

[a/n:] summer break is so boring, there's literally NOTHING for me to do except write shit and make plans that get cancelled bc my family is dumb, so expect a lot of writing to get done B) ALSO WHY does it feel like none of this story is taegguk anymore hmmmmmm