Deal With The Pain | Namgi

Chapter 12

"Hyung, I'm so sorry you went through all of that. You really didn't have to tell me everything." Jimin says softly with a small frown, still holding my hand over the table. I smile at him though, taking a deep shaky breath as I shake my head.

"I'm sorry if I've put a damper on our date, but you wanted to know and you should know the person you're trying to be with, Jiminie. I needed to tell someone eventually anyways." I tell him gently with a smile. He returns it this time, nodding.

"Well I'm glad you can trust me enough to actually tell me something as personal as all of that, hyung. It hasn't put any sort of damper on our date." Jimin responds before giggling lightly. I smile at this, glancing down at our hands silently.

It's a nice feeling, really. Actually having finally told someone everything. Getting to hold his hand and how sweet and gentle he is with me.

I know it's going to be difficult getting over Namjoon and forgetting about him, but maybe it might be possible with Jimin. Maybe Jimin's exactly what I've needed all along, not Namjoon. Even if I grew up with Namjoon, he's clearly not the person I used to know as my best friend.

"Good, now I wanna hear more about you. It's your turn to divulge." I counter, a small gummy smile on display as I nod towards the younger. He giggles again at this, beaming a bit.

"There's not a whole lot interesting to me though, hyung. You know I grew up in Busan. I've been dancing since I was three years old and have always loved it. I knew since elementary school that I wanted to be a dancer when I grew up and that I wanted to own my own dance studio so that I could train kids myself as well. And well, here I am." Jimin explains in a bubbly tone.

I smile softly at this, enjoying seeing him happy.

Asking him another question about dance, he quickly gets going and begins talking all about it. I simply smile, watching and listening as he speaks. He is really a pretty sight when talking about his passions, something I've always adored about the younger.

That's how the rest of dinner goes, me only speaking up to ask the occasional question to keep Jiminie talking about dance in one way or another. To keep Jiminie talking in general, and keeping him happy.

"You didn't really think I'd let you pay the bill, did you?" Jimin asks with a small smirk when he snatched the bill out of our waiters hands before I can even react. I give him a small frown, not liking the idea of him paying.

"Jimin, I'm the hyung, I'm supposed to pay. We both know I have no issues paying either." I argue gently, still frowning. He rolls his eyes at me though, smiling all the while.

"And I'm the one who asked you for the date. You pay us all well enough, Yoongi. I can afford to pay." Jimin says, handing the money over to the waiter as he returns. I frown once more, sighing as I shake my head at him.

"I'm paying next time then." I respond with a small smile. I watch as his face lights up at this, and I can't help but chuckle at the adorable sight. Though, I quickly realize why exactly he's grown excited, what exactly I've just said. My face warms a bit at the realization, giving him a small shy smile.

"Do you really wanna go on another date with me?" Jimin whispers just loud enough for me to hear.

I bite my lip at this, wanting to be as honest with him and myself as possible.

Would I still prefer a date with Namjoon? Prefer that it be Joon that I'm spending my time with? Yes.

But.

Have I enjoyed myself tonight? Did I enjoy tonight and spending time with Jiminie tonight? Even if it wasn't Namjoon? Yes.

"Yeah, Jiminie. I wouldn't mind going on another date with you." I say with a deep breath, letting another shy smile form once again. He beams at this, looking happier than I've seen him in a while.

"We can do next weekend, if you'd like? That way you don't have to worry about anything happening during the week and not being there for it or something like that?" Jimin offers, sounding just as shy as I feel. I smile at this, nodding.

"We could do same day and in the evening again, if you're okay with that?" I ask, rubbing the back of my neck nervously. He giggles at this, nodding as well.