The Dusk Gallery | Taehyung x BTS

When It Rains It Pours

Taehyung adored Jimin. He loved him. They were so similar in so many ways. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that they were the same age.

But he just felt like he had found a soulmate. Someone he clicked with. Someone that understood him. They were like yin and yang.

So it wasn't his fault when the yin to his yang started getting text messages a week into this life. They were text messages that Jimin would look at and then ignore. Or roll his eyes at. However it became very frequent. At first Taehyung paid barely any attention to it, but it happened more and more. So much so that one day Taehyung couldn't help but ask.

"Who is texting you?"

"Nobody. Just annoying texts coming up for no reason".

So he decided not to push.

A couple more days of it though, and Jimin began to respond. They were short texts, ones where he thought Taehyung wouldn't be able to see him. Of course that got him curious. Was he hiding something from him?

One day when Jimin was in the shower, he left his phone in the living room to charge. He was hit with a string of texts from someone and Taehyung just gazed over at the screen. Curiosity killed the cat.

There were three messages from someone called Changsu.

CS:
You know this is ridiculous right

CS:
I still want you. I know you want me. I know you do. It's obvious.

CS:
I miss you. Talk to me. You've been so slow at replying recently. Come on. Min, come on

Min?

His Jimin? What the fuck was this. Who was this guy and why was he texting him this way? Was...Was Jimin cheating on him? Wow this was a new feeling for him. It felt like the breath had been knocked out of him, like he left his own body somehow and was a shell. It was strange. His heart was racing, so much so that he could feel every beat of it in his whole body.

What was he meant to do now? How was he meant to do deal with this? He loved Jimin, it wasn't hard at all to fall in love with him.

As if on cue, the blond comes out the bathroom, his wet hair covering his forehead, clad in his black t-shirt and black joggers. Even like this he looked so beautiful. But the dryness in his throat reminded Taehyung of what he had just read.

"I think we need to go shopping soon" Jimin said, nonchalantly. Clueless.

"Mm" Taehyung hummed out.

"And I have rehearsal tomorrow, so I might be home really late".

"Rehearsal?"

"Yeah"

"Just rehearsal?" Taehyung questions

"Why do you say it like that, what's the matter?" Jimin walks into their bedroom to get some hair products that he wanted to use, but he was still within earshot to hear Taehyung's replies.

"Who is Changsu?"

Crap maybe this wasn't the best way to bring this up.

Jimin did still for a second, not expecting those words to come out from his mouth.

"Why do you ask?"

Taehyung licked over his dry lips, and gazed over to Jimin's phone. "He's been texting you a lot just now. I can only assume he's been the one that has been texting you this whole time. So, I'd just really like to know why someone is saying they miss you, and they want you, and that apparently you want him too. You know, seeing as you're with me. You're my boyfriend".