The One I Need; Namtaemin(sequel to The One I Want)

Moving On

Jimin

"How was it?!"
"Did you kiss?!"
"Are you planning another date?"
"When is the wedding—"
"Will you two stop!" I cry, shooing Jin and Hoseok out of the way as I put Ryujin to bed. They follow, snickering all the way.
"Come on, we've waited up all night to hear the gory details." Jin pouts. "I'm desperate for some good action! Jungkook has been on his stupid business trip for too long and I'm dying."
Hoseok snorts. We both know he isn't missing anything. Yoongi is an animal. I'm surprised they haven't had more kids by now...
"We had coffee and dinner then he took me to meet Namjoon who brought us home." I keep as many details to myself as I can.
They both look surprised. "He didn't have a problem with it?"
"Who? Namjoon or—"
"Yes—Namjoon! He didn't throw a fit?"
"He's changed. He isn't like that anymore." I feel the urge to defend him.
"Well...okay then. But, seriously, are you meeting the guy again? When do we get to meet the cutie?"
Groaning, I drag myself to my room and plop down on the bed. My two interrogators staring me down. "I'll invite him next week to come in before our date. Happy?"
They both squeal embarrassingly loud and I bury my face in the pillow. "Can you two stop? It's not that big of a deal."
"It is, though! We're just happy for you, Jimin." Hoseok sits down beside me and pats my back. "We worry about you."
"I know but you don't have to. I'm grown."
"Why do you sound like a pouty five year old then?" Jin teases.
Scoffing, I roll over and stare at the ceiling. Thinking over the nights events. "Do you think...Namjoon still has feelings for me?"
They both look taken aback. "Why do you ask? Does it really matter? He let you go to have your freedom and seems fine with your date..." Jin shrugs. "Maybe he's finally moved on."
Why does the thought of that send a pang of pain in my chest? Why is my mind more fogged with Namjoon than Jaehyun? Ugh...I'm so confused even with myself.
"Do you think he'll find someone?"
"Like a mate? I'm sure he will someday. A proper one."
"It would probably be hard for him to find someone to accept Ryujin..."
Jin frowns. "Why are you so worried about him all of a sudden? You've hardly brought him up much and now he's all you want to talk about..."
Shrugging, I let it go. "I don't know. I'm tired. I'm going to sleep first, okay?"
Nodding, they finally leave me in peace and I sigh. Sitting up, I drag off my pants and shirt and toss them to the floor, snuggling under the covers in only my underwear. My nose is still full of Namjoon's scent.
Why can't I remember how Jaehyun smells?
Why is my mind so jumbled up?

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     "I've finally done it!" I beam, bouncing up and down excitedly while waving the little piece of paper in my hand.
     Jin stops feeding Chaerin in confusion. "Done what?"
      "Finally got the last check that's going to get me out of here! I'm going to look at apartments tomorrow."
     He pauses, looking pained. "You really want to leave?"
     "Yes. I want my own place. A place just for me and Ryujin." I say softly, taking a seat beside him and hugging him. "You guys are the best to us, really, but I should get my own life and stop mooching."
      He rolls his eyes. "I know your parents would give you money if you asked them."
     "Yes but I won't. I won't ever ask them for anything. Since they cut me off I have barely spoken to them. They don't even know I have Ryujin." I admit glumfully.
     "Really? You never told them they have a grandchild?!"
    "They wouldn't care anyway." I shrug nonchalantly.
     "Why would they not care? You are their son, aren't you?" He sounds indignant.
     I hesitate. "My family really isn't like Jungkook's. We aren't as close or familial, I guess. All they care about his money and reputation. They sent me away and cut me off just because they thought I was causing them too many problems. They haven't tried to contact me in the last three years, either. Why should I bother with them if they don't even care about their own son?" I counter.
I don't like to get into it but I have serious family issues. Not even Jungkook knows the true reasons I moved in with him. Just thought I was a money hungry whore with a shopping addiction—all true at the time—but it was really more than that.
Jin's frown deepens. "I'm sorry. I don't have any family so I can understand what's it's like to feel disconnected but you do know that we are your family, too, right? We love you."
I smile. "I do which is why I want to get out of here and find my own path. It's the least I can do."
"If you say so. I can help you apartment hunt tomorrow." He offers.
"Really? Thanks. Hobi hyung was going to but something came up."
"It's settled. We'll go tomorrow."
"Isn't Jungkook coming back tomorrow?"
His lips purse and a wicked glint fills his eyes. "Yup. He can finally know how it feels to have to wait on his mate."
A grin slides across my face. "Ah, well, I guess this will be an all day thing then, right?" I giggle conspiratorially.
"Right. Maybe all night, too. Who knows."
I laugh. "He's gonna be pissed."
"No. He's going to be horny and his ass can suck it up like I've had to for the last couple weeks." He smirks. "And when I get home...he'll have a lot of making up to do."
"You're so bad."
"What are you talking about? I'm innocent."
I snort. "Yeah. And I'm a fucking virgin."