Park Jimin was not happy.

For the whole lunch break, he was forced to listen to his friend rant over how embarrassed he felt because of his clumsiness and him slipping on the wet floor.

Of course, Jeon Jungkook had to be the one to catch him from falling.

It was always going to be Jeon Jungkook. Jimin already knew that.

But why? Didn't Taehyung see that there were much better options than that arrogant, cocky, rabbit-looking wimp? He wasn't even that handsome.

What was so great about Jeon Jungkook that had Taehyung evidently coming around and starting to like him?
What did he have that Jimin did not have?

The silver-haired boy had always wondered why his best friend talking about his love life bothered him so much.
Ever since he started dating his (now) ex-boyfriend, he had felt a displeasant feeling in his gut every time he saw them together.

At first he had thought it was just being protective over his best friend and his first relationship.
But soon enough, he had come to realize that that was nothing but a poor excuse. It was something way beyond that.

-

"Hey, Jiminie!"
The (back then) orange-haired boy looked up to see his best friend, smiling while sitting in his boyfriend's lap and getting hugged from behind.
He hated it.

"Yes, Tae?" The younger boy giggled cutely while getting fed a strawberry by his lover.
"My lovely boyfriend over here just asked me if we wanted to go to a party tonight. Do you want to come with us? And let's ask Hoseokie-Hyung too when he returns from the bathroom!"
Jimin furrowed his eyebrows, an unsettling feeling settling in his gut.

"But Tae, you don't go to parties. And it's a Wednesday, we have school tomorrow."
Taehyung laughed.

"I'm done with being an inexperienced goody-two-shoes. I dyed my hair silver, didn't I? That was a start. I want to go out in the real world and learn what real fun is like."
He grabbed a strand of his newly dyed silver hair and curled it around his finger, flashing a pretty smile.
His boyfriend kissed his neck from behind to show affection and support.

Jimin frowned even more at that, feeling the utmost desire to kick that boy in the face.
"I don't know, Tae. Something could happen to you. I'm a bit concerned, to be honest. Aren't you?"

"I think," Taehyung's boyfriend answered instead of him,
"that my baby should make his own decisions. I'll be there to take care of him, that'll be more than enough.
As his boyfriend, I give him all the permission he wants."
With a mischievous grin on his face, he turned Taehyung's head around and pecked his lips, the silver-haired boy complying and cupping the other's face, the look of love evident in his eyes.

Jimin wanted to puke at that sight.

'Bitch. As if he needs your permission to do anything, he's not your property,' he thought angrily, taking a sip of his chocolate milk.

He tried not to stare at the way Taehyung smiled oh-so beautifully with his ash silver strands partly covering his forehead and his eyes lighting up like a starlit sky.
He looked like a damn angel. He always did.

Jimin hated this. He wasn't supposed to feel any of these emotions.

-

Oh, that party. That party had been the biggest mistake that had ever happened.
Until today, Jimin wished it hadn't.
To be fair, there wasn't anything he could have done to prevent it but still, it haunted him 'til today.

He tried not to think about it, as much as possible.
But sometimes, his mind drifted back to it.
Taehyung got hurt. How could he be fine with that? Sometimes, he even thought he was the one at fault.
Oh, how much he regretted it.

The silver-haired boy glanced at Taehyung, silently observing him sitting at the cafeteria table while he was eating his rice.
Did he even know how beautiful he was?

The way his locks shined unter the bright light of the lamps hanging from the ceiling. The way his eyes got bigger every time he took a bite and started chewing.
Lastly, the way his soft lips formed into a pout as he listened to his redhead friend attentively.
Everything was just so... beautiful to Jimin.

It had been a long time since he realized that his admiration and appreciation for his best friend was anything but normal.
Or platonic.

Every time Taehyung complimentented him, he felt his cheeks heat up.

Every time Taehyung laughed or smiled at him, he could always feel himself laugh with him, no matter how silly the situation or how bad his mood was.

And every time Taehyung called him 'Minnie', he felt his heart flutter to an extent where he feared to have a cardiac arrest.

For months after realizing the way his body reacted to the younger boy, Jimin had been trying to deny it.
This was wrong and most definetely not pleasant.
But he was not dumb.

He had selfish thoughts, many selfish thoughts.

He subconsciously thought that no boy in the whole wide world would be good enough for Taehyung. None of them could know what exactly he wanted and none of them could ever love him properly.

Except for himself.

Of course Jimin knew that thought was beyond wrong and egoistic but he couldn't help but think that way.
He was just too... he didn't even know.

"Ugh, why does this always happen to me? I do something clumsy and the next moment, fucking Jeon Jungkook stands right behind me and we just stare into each other's eyes! But like... why?," a certain brunette boy complained.

"Aww, TaeTae! That's so sweet, you guys are crushing on each other," Hoseok squealed, taking a bite of his muffin.

"Excuse me? We aren't even friends yet and I certainly do not have feelings for him!," Taehyung then exclaimed.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say. Mark my words, you are one oblivious bastard."
A smack could be heard from the brunette slapping his friend's arm.

It was always the same.
As much as Jimin hated to admit it, Taehyung was slowly beginning to like Jungkook. He was just too persistent on not liking him that he didn't realize he was actually starting to.

And of course, Jimin did not like Jungkook in the slightest bit.
He also didn't like the fact that Jungkook was obviously interested in Taehyung.
He wanted to do something to stop it.

But what could he do?
He would have to think about this intensively, at home.

"Hey, Minnie. You're so quiet these days, did something happen to you?" His thoughts got interrupted by the one person he kept thinking about day and night. How great.

Taehyung looked worried, big puppy eyes and slightly pouty lips and all that. Jimin tried not to stare.
So he just smiled nervously.
"No. It's just school stress, I'm just a bit tired from doing all of this homework in the middle of the night."

The brunette tilted his head, still looking concerned.
"All right, Minnie. Just try to get more sleep, I'm getting worried about you."
Jimin's heart started slightly fluttering and the corners of his mouth lifted themselves automatically.

"Nothing to worry about, Tae. I'm completely fine," he just said.
When truly, he really wasn't.

It hadn't been long since he had realized, but every time he thought about it, it hit him. Hard.
This wasn't supposed to happen.

But it did, and Jimin was so deep inside, he was unable to stop it.

Yes, he was in love with his best friend.

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(A/N: something i had planned ever since i've started this book, i wasn't too sure how to exactly describe jimin's emotions though so i'm sorry if it seems a bit over the place 😅

anyways there's nothing interesting in my life just the saaame thing over and over ;D but i used lots of my time to stream bts' mvs and spotify tracks so if you're bored i suggest you to do the same thing cause we gotta make sure our boys stay on the top 😔

i love you guys, goodbye💕💜💓)