War of Hormone // Jimin x Reader Story

Chapter 25 // Priorities

Jimin Perspective

Jimin's mind was filled with curse words for Hannah as he sat, fidgeting, in the Uber. He was obviously on his way to your old apartment to confront ex-roommate slash psycho slash ex-hookup.

Yeah. It's complicated.

He nervously picked at his bottom lip. Even though they were going 65 mph on the freeway, it didn't feel fast enough. In fact, time seemed to slow ever since he had gotten the text from Hannah.

Couldn't the driver go any faster? This is important.

After what seemed like years, the car pulled up in front of the apartment complex and Jimin jumped out and booked it to the entrance.

Ignoring the driver's request of "rating him five stars on the Uber app," Jimin sprinted to your old door: the door he was so familiar with. He stood in silence in front of it for a moment, his fist hovering over it, poised to knock.

This doesn't feel right.

A fleeting moment of doubt overtakes him, but he shakes it off before knocking. Immediately, the door is pulled harshly open and Jimin is faced with someone he wasn't expecting.

...

"Taehyung?"

The addressed man stands in the doorframe in silence, his under-eyes drooping from lack of sleep. He looks ill and gaunt, his cheeks hollow in contrast to his overbearing figure as he looms over Jimin.

He harshly glares at his best friend before jerking his head once.

His jaw set, Jimin grits his teeth before asking, "Was that an invitation inside or should I just stand outside and wait for the person I'm here to see?"

Taehyung scoffs, but walks back into the apartment without any further response. The silence is suffocating for Jimin and he swallows thickly before trudging in.

Both men sit on couches across from each other, refusing to speak. It's a game of submissiveness and dominance: whoever talks first is the weakest.

Jimin clenches his jaw and angrily licks his lips. He then opens his mouth to speak but is cut off.

"I notice you chose the couch that you fucked her roommate on. Classic, Jimin," Taehyung sneers and looks away, "I guess you have no regrets."

Jimin coughs in outrage and fires back, "Why the fuck are you here, Tae? Shouldn't you be back in Seoul already?"

Taehyung whips his head and stares. "So we can do what? Be BTS without you? Go onstage and act like nothing happened? That's not going to fucking happen."

Jimin's mouth opens a little. He hasn't thought of that. The possibilities start running through his mind, but before it occurs for more than a few moments, Taehyung continues his spiel.

"Leave Y/N here," he says slowly, "Come back to Korea with us. What about your dreams to inspire people, Jimin? What about ARMY? You need... you need to rethink your priorities."

Jimin puts his face into his hands, confronted with the two choices. Was he supposed to throw everything he worked so hard for away? But then... there was you. You were perfect in Jimin's mind- the way you acted, talked, and lived made his heart happier.

He had never felt like that before with anyone.

Taehyung saw the deliberation in Jimin's eyes and he became frustrated. "Jimin, listen to me. We are your brothers, your family. We haven't done anything to deserve this. Do you actually want to leave your brothers and ruin our group? For what? What is she? Some girl off the street who sucks your dick?"

Fists clenching and unclenching, Jimin spits out a quiet, "Shut... the fuck up."

Taehyung smirks a little, knowing he's found a weak spot. It wasn't long until Jimin caved, now. "Well, guess what? She's sucked mine too. Along with a lot of other women who have done a better job. You can find someone else."

"I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Jimin screams, leaping across the room and grabbing Taehyung by the collar.

The said man is paralyzed in shock and freezes. He's never seen his friend his mad before. Jimin's eyes are tearing into his soul and he pants heavily in fury.

"Don't ever talk about her like that, you asshole," Jimin whispers, his voice deadly calm. He releases Taehyung's shirt and takes one step away, never breaking eye contact.

Taehyung's mood had completely transformed from cocky and insulting to self-conscious and nervous in a matter of seconds. His best friend had always been so level-headed and calm before meeting you.

What have you done to him?

"What is so special about her," Taehyung asks blatantly, his throat clenching up, "To the point where you will abandon your best friend?"

Jimin chuckles and replies, "Are you supposed to be my best friend now? Then where have you been when I needed you? You were fucking the woman I love, fully knowing that it would cause a rift between us."

Taehyung looks down in panic. This has escalated too quickly. He wasn't ready to tell Jimin his affections. He couldn't.

But his friend was relentless.

"What is your problem with her anyways," Jimin's voice slowly gets louder as he gets worked up again, "If all she did was- as you so crudely put it 'suck your dick'. I can't fathom WHY ON EARTH-"

Before he can finish, Taehyung grabs the back of Jimin's neck and aggressively pulls him until their faces are less than an inch apart. Their eyes are connected and both are filled with fire and passion. Their breathing is heavy and the air is becoming unbreathable because of the tension.

After a moment of silence, Taehyung finally works up the confidence to say what he's been desperately wanting to say for a long time:

"Because I want you."

And with those whispered words, he gently caresses his best friend's face and connects their lips together in a kiss.

Heh, bet you weren't expecting that. ;)

Love ya,
Ky ♡