Palinoia [Yoonmin]

34.

"Where are you going?" Jimin asked getting up from the couch. The thing is he knew exactly where he was going. He was only trying to play it cool.

"Uhhh...the...party." He responded quietly like that would make it less obvious.

"Cool. Let me get my shoes and I will be ready to—"

"Jimin I don't think it's a good idea for you to go." He quietly told.

"What? Why not? Is it my crazy outfit? I don't mind changing." He smiled sweetly.

Yoongi sighed feeling guilty. "No...it's...it's not that. I just...well..."

Jimin nodded suddenly understanding. It had to be Hoseok. Although the wouldn't admit this out loud...it stung. Like physically dying.

These past few days all they've been doing was making out and touching each other. Did that not mean anything to him? Did his words meant absolutely nothing?

"Hoseok. Got it."

"I need to speak to him. I need to know what's...what's going on. He-we-we never had closure. It's tough for me to move on when I feel like our story was unfinished. That's why I need to speak to him. I don't want you to be there and feel sad about it."

"Sad? No. No. Of course not. Uhh..." he cleared his throat collecting his thoughts together. If Hoseok went to the party with his boyfriend Yoongi would be so heartbroken.

He would need a shoulder to cry on and someone to hug. Jimin couldn't possibly stay behind knowing this. He needed to go emotionally support Yoongi.

"I would still like to come. I won't even bother you if you don't want me to."

Yoongi sighed yet again. Why was it so difficult to say no? He was trying to prevent hurting his feelings and he was making it so hard.

"Jimin listen to me," he said cupping his face in his hands.

"Yes?" He whispered breath taken. No matter how hurt he felt at the moment having Min Yoongi cup his face was everything he needed to make it alright.

"I don't want you to get hurt and feel ignored. I really need to do this alone. By myself."

"But you're going to need someone to drive you back home. What if you drink? What if you hate the party and need an excuse to come back? I will be the excuse. I will make up some stupid reason to get you out of there."

He shook his head no, "Not tonight. I can't do that to you."

Jimin stepped back pulling away from his touch. "Fine. I'll be eating raspberries and mayonnaise in the kitchen then."

Yoongi pinched the bridge of his nose trying to say something. What could he say? They were more than friends at this point.

Friends didn't kiss, wore each other's clothes and they certainly didn't make each other orgasm.

So they were way passed friends.

"I will be back okay?"

"Okay." He quietly mumbled shoving raspberries in his mouth. He hoped Yoongi would change his mind and come back to him.

When he heard the front door close he felt the pang of pain hit him. As he continued to eat his eyes got teary until hot tears streamed down his face.

He sniffled messily wiping them. He did not like crying. It was an atrocious helpless feeling that he couldn't control.

The nasty sensation that started in his tummy and traveled up to his chest was indescribable. Maybe it wasn't as bad as he made it out to be, but at the moment it sure did feel like it.