Jimin woke up feeling like there was a concrete block sitting directly on his chest and nothing he could do would move it. For a minute he thought he was dying, and then he realised that Yoongi was still sleeping next to him and that he was in fact just in the lake house. Taking deep breaths, slowly the concrete seemed to melt away until all he was left with was a heavy heart.

Without waking the angelic Yoongi, Jimin managed to leave the bed and exit the room where he finally felt like he could breathe. His head pounded despite the fact that no alcohol had been consumed. Instead it was pounding with his incessant thoughts which were plaguing him.

Why had he told his biggest secret to Yoongi - a boy he barely knew?

Outside was so peaceful it almost made these thoughts stop running for a moment. Almost. Jimin felt the grass between his toes, took in the clean air, and listened quietly to Nature doing her thing and waking up. He liked being here, away from everything that held him back at home. It helped him feel free.

He was nineteen years old but his life already felt over. That's what living a life in the shadows does to someone.

Jimin first got into the art of escorting when he was seventeen and trying to save up for a new jacket. He had some 'interesting' friends. They had more interesting friends. A week later Jimin was laying ass up on a hotel room bed while a fifty year old man pounded into him for $100. While he had tear stained cheeks, Jimin learnt something very valuable. That money made him feel good.

And so he kept doing it. Slowly he built up a clientele that would worship his body while simultaneously wanted to harm it, and he grew numb to the words they would use and the actions they performed. His moans were fake, his interest purely theatrical, and he would wait until their semen finally trickled out before putting his own clothes back on so he could find some twink to do exactly the same thing to.

Without realising it, Jimin soon became his customers. He copied their mannerisms, their moves, and their relentless wish to hold onto full control. That was why the nineteen year old already knew more about sex than some porn stars.

"And now Yoongi knows," Jimin said, already feeling sick at the prospect of his dirty, little secret being out.

He imagined in the morning that Yoongi wouldn't even be able to look at him, probably filled with disgust. How he wished he could reverse time and just keep his mouth shut, but in the moment it felt like the right thing to say. He wanted Yoongi to know that being vulnerable wasn't a sign of weakness, that everyone fought different battles and it was okay to acknowledge that pain.

"You're up early," a voice from the doorway sounded, and Jimin turned to face a sleepy looking Yoongi whose hair was still messed up.

The elder slowly made his way out and sat down next to Jimin, squinting at the harsh light of the early sun. There was silence which hung over them both for a moment before Yoongi cleared his throat.

"Thank you for being there for me yesterday," Yoongi said, his voice slow and methodical as he thought through his every word carefully, "It's comforting to have someone like you in my life, someone who I feel like I can talk to about these things."

"Likewise," Jimin said with a dry mouth, feeling relieved at the fact that Yoongi was even speaking to him.

There had been enough people who had run away from Jimin when they found of who he was. Enough people that Jimin no longer allowed himself to let people close enough to him that their absence would affect him. He made friends that he was willing to lose. But Yoongi was different. Yoongi wasn't planned, and there seemed to be no morning after pill that would solve the imprint that the elder had already made on Jimin's heart.

There was something about Yoongi which Jimin was drawn to. Maybe it was the fact that they both seemed to hold secret lives, they both held secrets and pain which people often find common ground over. But Yoongi was also just a magnetic person despite his grumpiness, and the pair felt pushed together by a force much stronger than the meddling of their friends.

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a lil backstory/filler chapter :)

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