He is Mine (TaeKook Love Story) (18+)

Chapter 15: JUNGKOOK

Serious, Jimin walked into the office, closing to door behind him. He strolled towards me and hesitating, from across the room, he said:

"You know Taehyung...".

Slowly approaching, he fiddled with a frayed edge of a poster on the wall by him, avoiding eye contact. He stepped over a pile of CDs and stood by the desk crammed full of promotional materials for the tour. It was nearly time to go home.

I switched the monitor off before turning to him, instantly suspicious and worried.

"Yes, what about him?" I said. This didn't sound good.

"Well, I've noticed that you two seem pretty close these days..." I stared at him, nodding infinitesimally, swallowing. I started to panic. I fiddled the ring in my finger, my hands on my lap. I avoided his gaze.

The silence stretched.

Quietly, he said: "I've seen the way you look at him...I think you care for him a whole lot." His voice was soft and caring.

When I realised what he as implying, silently, my head shook in a fierce blurry of denial and I stared at my knees, unable to breathe.

He carried on: "I can see there is something between the two of you. I'm not sure what it is, but I can see it, clear as day... I just want you to know that whatever it is, you have my love and support. You are my best friend and I want you to know I'll always have your back." He squeezed my shoulder gently.

I braved a sideways glance and a small smile, nodding gratefully.

I sensed hesitation in Jimin.

"But..." my stomach lurched. "What is it?"

"Well... I don't want you to think I am doing this to hurt you or Taehyung...but there is something that needs to be said and I think I need to be the one to say it...." He inhaled sharply and exhaled slowly, tapping his fingers nervously on the edge of the desk before carrying on.

"There's been word from the company...about too much body contact between the members... and how it's gotten a bit out of hand... and I think it might be partly to do with you and Taehyung..." he blurted it out in one long mumbled sentence, running his fingers through his hair, frustrated.

"They are worried that it's a bit too much and that the fans might be upset if it carries on too long or goes too far..." he was apologetic, clearly not wanting to be the one to part the news to me.

Not knowing what to say, I just stared at my knees, unblinking.

"My....my worry was for you, really." He said, abruptly.

I looked up, eyebrow raised in question.

"Well...I really don't know how to say this so I'm just going to come out and say it... do you think whatever is going on with you two -from Taehyung's part- is just playing for the fans, for the cameras? Is it all just fanservice?" his voice was sombre, regretful, his eyes downcast -as if he knew the truth and that truth was going to hurt me.

My mind a blurry, I raced through all the moments we'd shared and panicking, I could not think of a single moment that we would not had cameras on us, even the flirting in the dressing room was covered by the backstage cameras for our tour film.

"What is he like when he is with you and what is he like when he is with everyone else and where there are cameras?" his voice a whisper.

Getting angry, I pushed the images of our nightly embraces to the back of my mind. Had he just been using me to get attention to himself!?!

"Hey, I'm gonna leave you to it, it looks like you need to think this over." His hand landed on my back and he rubbed it, comforting me. "Come and see me later and we'll talk about it, ok? When you have your thoughts in order..."

My stomach was a stone.