Your Eyes Tell [A Jikook Fanfiction ©️ Book 1]

Eleven: Min Yoongi

We've got a few time skips here...apologies if this makes everything seem a bit confusing!

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November had arrived.
November had gone.
And now, every member of BTS sat in a BigHit office room, each with mouths agape. Their album had been released in November. It was now December 19th. Jimin did not think he would ever forget this day.

The album had been a success. In fact, the album had succeeded all expectations of both themselves and their managers...heck, it had succeeded the expectations of everybody.

"Sorry..." Namjoon frowned, as if he couldn't quite understand what their manager had announced to them, "... Did you say 171?"
"...Yes Namjoon I did." BangPD nodded, grinning at such a shocked reaction from the leader of BTS.
"... On Billboard? As in... In America?!"
"For goodness sake Joon yes he did!" Seokjin yelled, although he too could not keep a grin from his face. 
None of them could.

Jimin met the excited, giddy face of Jungkook as they, with wide eyes relished in the prospect of what this might mean for them. Not only had they broken into the USA Billboard Chart, but their single Run had been placed at number 3 on the 'Billboard Top 20 Korean songs of 2015.' Somewhere, his optimistic little heart hoped that if he could ask himself in five years if a standing of 171 was still a big deal, his future self would laugh at his shock and thrust a much lower number in his face... but it didn't matter. It was a step forward. A step to showing all those who doubted them that BTS meant something.

And the shock didn't stop there. Over the next few weeks, their international recognition seemed to them, to sky-rocket in comparison to before their album release. They were finding comments in all sorts of languages scattered around their videos and suddenly... Jimin wished he'd spent more time studying English with Namjoon. By New Year, they had won an MBC award and various nominations and there was even talk that, should 2016 go well, of moving into a more spacious dorm. But for now, they were relishing in the estastic excitement of their tour, which would see them happily into 2016. And, Jimin grinned as he thought to himself. Not forgetting the most important success. 

For as he sat in the changing rooms beside his absolute joy, it took every ounce of his energy to resist the urge to entertwine his fingers into Jungkook's. Four months. His heart fluttered. He and Jungkook had been together for almost four months. Although they hadn't exactly decided to term it as 'boyfriends' yet, Jimin still saw it as one of his greatest achievements. And still no one else knew.

Well... He huffed in amusement, Taehyung knew. But then again, who was surprised?

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Tae had noticed that Jimin over the past few weeks had consistently crept into the room long after he himself had fallen asleep. He didn't always share a hotel room with Jimin during travels, but he had overheard a similar observation from Hoseok when the contemporary dancer had been found continously passed out during a few of their stage rehearsals. 

So had Jungkook. That was something all of them had noticed with increasing concern.

Jungkook's tension with Jimin had dissipated as if almost overnight. Although there was still some air of awkwardness, it was not in irritation. Taehyung wasn't quite sure what. Nevertheless, he was glad they two had managed to resolve their conflict.  Unless-? He shook the impossible thought out of his head.

Deciding sleep was unlikely to come about any time soon, he grabbed his earphones, hauled on a hoodie and pattered out of the room. Almost instantly, he stopped. For as he left, he noticed a silent, timid exchange just outside Jungkook's room.