Jealousy

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Taehyung woke up to an empty bed. He set the alarm at 9 AM to prepare for the rehearsal and soundcheck for today's concert but it seems that Jimin got up earlier than him. Usually, his boyfriend would wake him up in the most annoyingly adorable manner such pulling him off the bed until his butt hit the floor, or if Jimin is feeling a little romantic, he would shower Taehyung with small kisses all over his body which always end up to morning sex. However, none of that happened today and it made Taehyung's stomach twist from anxiety. This reminds him of their break up and damn does it hurt down his core.

He grabbed his phone to turn off the buzzing alarm and saw that there was a text from Jimin.

"I'll go ahead." It was a rather simple message, far from the usual text style of Jimin which is filled with emojis and purple hearts. Still, he was thankful that he got one than none. It gives him peace somehow.

"I can't fuck this up. I have to stay away from him a little more and I'll finally do it later. He will understand. You got this, Taehyung." He was making a mental note to himself, reminding that what he's about to do would be understandable in the long run.

Taehyung arrived five minutes late for rehearsal. Everyone was stretching to avoid muscle pain including Jimin who's currently in a split position while his arms reached for his toe. He didn't mean to watch but he has always been mesmerized by how flexible Jimin is like a freaking ballerino. Then Jimin stood up straight and bent his body forward to touch his feet revealing his sinful ass that made Taehyung's blood rush through his cheeks and his manhood suddenly reacting. Thank heavens he decided to wear loose sweat pants and a shirt.

Jimin noticed him staring so he approached Taehyung. "I woke up too early. Don't wanna wake you up." He said and pecked the other man's mouth gently, lingering for a few seconds until Taehyung pushed him softly.

"No. Not here, Jiminah."

"Not here? There's no one here but the staff. They know about us."

"We can never be sure. What if someone unfamiliar sees us. I can't afford that."

"I get it. Are you embarrassed?"

Taehyung doesn't know what type of evil spirit got into him when he nodded to Jimin's question when he should have answered and denied like a decent boyfriend would. But nope, he really had to ruin the day because of his stupidity— way to go.

"Okay." Jimin replied with a poker face. He turned his back to head over the stage and prepared to rehearse again.

Taehyung feels like shit. He doesn't know how long he can keep up with pushing Jimin away until he can finally say what he needed to say. He keeps on stealing glances to the older without him knowing and although Jimin has tried not to show emotion, he knows that he is hurting deep inside and that makes everything else shittier.

During their sound check, Jimin has evidently avoided Taehyung and has chosen to pay attention to the fans who cheered for them. He usually wouldn't mind it at all because they are both professionals at what they do but the fact that he knows he did something idiotic makes him painfully aware of his boyfriend's actions. It sucks.

When the music stopped, a scream caught everyone's attention.

"JIMINAAAAAAH SARANGHAEEEE!" The members are used to hearing female fans squealing on top of their lungs but not quite when they hear a male voice shouting for their name.

Although it's a bit tough to do, Jimin tried to look for the fan, it's a good thing that sound checks usually have fewer crowds than the actual concert. Then he sees the guy wiggling an army bomb in broad daylight and a Chimmy plush toy in the air like he's asking for help.