Chapter #2

Jungkook p.o.v.

"Yes, you do," I say, walking away.

I leave satisfied, having done what I set out to do, and I hope he does what I've asked and Jimin can get closure.

Later that night, the phone rings.

"Hello? Yes, he's right here." I say, handing
JImin the phone.

He goes into his room for privacy, coming back out a while later.

"Everything alright?" I asked as he walked back out to where I was.

"He apologized and said he had a change of heart. He said he wants to work things out." Jimin says, smiling.

"Well, that's good. I'm glad." I said to him, smiling.

Shocked, he even went a step further. I must have made him think. Wow, I wasn't expecting that at all.

"But are you going back after all he said and did?" I asked him.

Seems funny to me that Taehyung told me he had moved on and that Jimin should, too. Now, he has a change of heart and wants to make things right.

"Of course, he's my husband." He answers without hesitation.

Now comes the part where I resist the urge to tell him that I went and talked to Taehyung and that none of this is Taehyung's idea.

I just sat there. I'm curious to know how long. Something about this just doesn't sit right with me.

"Do you not want to go back to him or something?" Jimin asked me, snapping me out of my trance.

"What?" I asked, lost.

"I told you Taehyung apologized and wanted to make things right, and you asked me if I was ready to take him back. I said, "Of course, he's my husband, and you just sat there like you're in a trance, not saying a single word for a while." Is something wrong? Did something happen that you're not telling me?" He asked.

There's no turning back now.

"Jimin, you should think about it. And not rush things. A few weeks ago, he kicked you out, was ready to move on, and now, suddenly, he's ready to take you back. Just stop and think. That's all I'm saying."

"I have. I don't like being without him, and if I can get him back and he wants to work it out, I will. Why are you jealous now?"

"Very funny. That's not what I'm saying, Jimin. You know I only see you as a friend."

"Ok."

Shew

Jimin p.o.v.

I'm excited that Taehyung wants to take me back and make things right, but Junggook has a valid point.

I'm thankful that he took me in when I needed it. But now it's time to go.

I decided to talk to Taehyung.

When I get there, he's waiting for me at the door.

"Hi, babe. I've missed you." He says, hugging me.

"I missed you too, A lot," I tell him as we sit in the kitchen and drink some tea.

"So you suddenly had a change of heart. May I ask why? Why so soon? Were you just having a fling, and it's over now, or will this happen again? I need to know these things so I can be prepared." I asked, sipping my tea.

"Jimin, I'm sorry I hurt you. Things were out of control, and I let myself fall into someone else's arms, and I got carried away. Rather than come to you, I cheated and kicked you out. Without an explanation and for all of that, I'm sorry."

"I accept your apology, but I don't know if I can forgive you. How do I know this won't happen again? How do I know you don't have someone on the side? Ten years we've been together, and just like that, it was gone. I've been so upset, scared, and hurt that I didn't know if it was my fault for sure or not. I didn't know anything. Yet here I am." I told him with tears starting to fall from my eyes.

"I deserve that. None of this was your fault, babe. Please know that. You are the best thing that ever fucking happened in my life, and I don't want anything to take that away. Will it happen again? God, I hope not. Can you trust me? I hope that you can again. I understand if you need time."

"I love you too, Taehyung, but I do need time. I was really angry and hurt for a long time. Junggook will attest to that."

"Yeah, I know, we spoke."

"What?"

"Yeah, he stopped by the other day, and we chatted."

"So that's why you wanted to talk again? Not because you decided to be a man, apologize, and beg for my forgiveness. Now I see what's going on."

"Jimin, he made me realize I was a damn fool, and I'm glad he did come to talk to me. You should be, too. Otherwise, we would still be in this mess."

"And now I don't know who I can trust. I don't know who I'm mad at now. You or him."

"Well, don't be mad at him. He helped the situation. Even though he didn't want in the middle of it."

"Well, Taehyung, I'm not coming back right away. I need time to think things out."

"I respect that." Taehyung nods.

"So here's the ring. You can have it back for now," I said to him, handing it to him.

"What? I said I was sorry, and I truly am."

"We can't just go back to how things were, Taehyung. You will have to do a lot to get my trust back. And I'm not sure what that involves yet."

He nodded in agreement and said our goodbyes, agreeing to allow me the time I needed to process everything. He thought that I would just forget about it. No, I need time to think now that I have the apology.

I get back to Junggook 's house and walk in. He's sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Hey! How'd it go?" He asks.

"Thought you said you weren't getting involved."

"He fucking told you? Why? When I specifically asked him not to tell you."

"Why did you not want him to tell me?" He asked me.

"I don't know, Jimin. I do care about you. I also didn't like what he did to you for something that stupid when it wasn't your fault. So what are you going to do? Are you going back to him?"

"No, I'm making him wait. Just like he made me wait a month, I'm making him wait probably longer. I gave him my ring back, and I don't know; I still need to figure out the rest. He explained that he got in over his head, and the while thing got out of hand. And rather than come to me, he cheated and kicked me out because he couldn't face me, is the way he put it.

"Damn. I'm glad you got your apology and stood up for yourself."

"Me too. Thank you. You helped me see it for what it's worth.

"Good, I'm glad. So now, what are you going to do?"

"You." He smiled.

"Very funny, Jimin. No, really."

"I'm serious. He cheated on me. Why not cheat on him with you? He can't say shit about it now. And if you don't tell him, he will never find out about it. It can be our little secret. Plus, you said you've never done it, so why not?"

"Just like I said when this took place, you can't cheat on him to get him back. That's not right. Then he will be mad at me for it. I will never hear the end of it. I don't need him mad at me."

"If you don't tell him, he won't know, Junggook."

"But I will know. And it just doesn't feel right to me."

"I don't understand, it's just sex. It doesn't mean anything to either of us. We're not in love. Hell, you might be after, but it's not that big of a deal." He said, shrugging and chuckling.

"It's not funny. Nor is it just sex. You're such a slut. Jimin."I told him.

"But you like it like that, I'm sure. Here, let me suck you off then you will change your mind. I'm sure." He offered.

Jungkook pov

He's offering to suck me off. Ok whoa.

I sit on the couch, looking at Jimin like he's crazy.

"Here, do you need a highball or something to loosen you up?"

How do you say no sober but want to be inebriated just to get it over with? God, I must be desperate. But if Taehyung weren't involved, I probably would have done it in a heartbeat.

"Yes! Fine!" I finally blurt out. Then I realized what I had just agreed to.

"Ok, let's get this party started!" Jimin says excitedly, grabbing glasses and pouring drinks.

"Wait!" I yell out.

"Wait, what? You know what you just asked for and I will give it to you. No turning back now!"

"I know, that's what I'm afraid of," I answered.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

I can't believe I agreed to let him do this. He is right. There is no turning back now.

"Turn on some music so I can dance for you!" He suggested.

So I turned on the music and sat back down. My heart beats out of my chest with anticipation like it's on fire. I feel little beads of sweat starting to form on my forehead.

"Just relax." He said. Handing me the glass of highball.

"Yeah, heh," I said with a nervous chuckle.

"I'll go as slow as you want. No pressure. Do you have any condoms here?"

"Yeah," I answered, trying to think where they were.

"Where? Never mind, I'll look in your bedroom; you keep drinking." He comes back out with a handful. "Never know." He chuckled as he got some lube and returned to the couch.

I felt a good buzz after my second glass and was mentally ready. I was just going to close my eyes anyway. Since it was my first blow job by a guy, can it be any different from a girl? That was my thought. Physically well, first time for everything.

"Are you ready now?" He asked, looking over at me.

I chuckled," Ready as I'll ever be. This is just between us, right?" I asked just to be sure, knowing it would.

"Of course, Junggook. Our secret will be safe under lock and key." He reassures me.

It better be, I think to myself.

He didn't waste time as he danced to the music. Stripping clothes as he went. God, I love his sexy body and his tattoos. As he stood in front of me, licking his lips and bending down, unzipping my jeans, I felt my cock start to twitch. He holds my thick shaft at the base with one hand and slowly moves his hand up and down while cupping my balls with the other. Licking his lips and batting his eyes. I brace myself for his wet, warm mouth. I jumped at the feeling of his tongue on my thick length as he licked my entire girth from top to bottom. Then, slowly added the tip into his wet mouth, swirling it in circles around my head. I bucked at the sensation I felt as he started to suck on my head over and over again. Hands in motion, knees planted on the floor, fucking me with his mouth. I'm whining in delight as he looks up at me. He sucks in and out, bobbing his head as I'm bucking my hips more and more. Feels just like a girl giving a blow job, just like I thought it would. As I reached to grab his head with his dark locks intertwined within my fingers, I began to let out a breathless moan. I may have miscalculated it being just a blow job. My balls retract; I know I am close to going over.

"Oh god, Jimin!" I moan out breathlessly as he continues.

I know he could feel me about to let go because I was starting to tense up and twitch.

He sucked a few more times, coming back to the tip in circles, and I came undone. Letting my salty sweetness out in his pretty little mouth. At the same time, trying to hold his head in place. He took it all; as he stood back up, it dribbled down the side of his chin, and he wiped it off with the back of his hand. He stood up and readied himself, bending over to kiss me so I could taste myself on his wet, plump lips. I tore one condom open and put it on my hardened shaft. He put his own on as he lubed up himself. Backing into me on the couch, he positions himself and slowly pushes me inside. I thrust into him with each sway of his hips.

"Oh god! Jimin-ah ah!" As I'm holding onto his waist, and he's bouncing off my thighs.

He jacks himself off as we continue as he moans and grunts. This is turning out not to be so bad. Of course, I'll probably not remember it anyway.

"Taehyung wishes he was here right now knocking this shit out." he moans as he cums all over us.

"Umm, hmm," was all I could get out as I came. We continued our fuck fest, switching positions. He sits on the couch, looking up at me with a wanting expression. I drop to my knees before him to return his gift to me.

He takes his time, letting me get used to his length, and we get onto a rhythm. Wow, this is hot. Should have tried it sooner. My heart races with every thrust and moan that escapes us both. I can't describe this feeling. I think I'm drunk. He's so fucking hot.

Heavily breathing, moaning, the smell of sex in the air, music playing as we fuck on the couch, then the floor, and back to the couch. I realize nothing could be better.

As we come to a stop and our breathing starts to slow back down to normal, we collapse on the floor, completely spent.

In the silence, my thoughts raced. I start thinking about Taehyung and how fucked up it would be if he ever found out. He had already accused me of fucking Jimin. I didn't lie; we hadn't done anything at the time. They aren't back together. Feeling conflicted I turn to Jimin for a sign, reassurance perhaps.

"Jimin.." I started to say. "Don't say it. I already know what you are going to say." He says.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Don't worry."

Jimin p.o.v.

Fuck, I needed that. Jungkook is scared that Taehyung will find out, but I won't say anything. Why would I? It's our little secret."

Jungkook p.o.v.

"I need a shower," I say; as I get up, he follows me, looking back briefly at our mess.

As I got the water ready, we started to kiss again. This time, it's different: a wanting, aching feeling. Deep moans escaped from between our lips. Our tongue's fighting against each other. I feel my body getting flushed as I want more.

As the hot water cascades over us, I bend down and start stroking him in my hand. I take him into my mouth and move to the rhythm of each stroke. I feel his legs buckle, and he falls back against the wall.

"Oh god!" He moans.

He holds my head in place, grabs a handful of my hair as I continue sucking out his soul. Pushing him to the back of my throat. Mouth fully engulfed. His hips are moving against my rhythm. I swear he is getting harder with every stroke. I move my mouth back to his tip, sliding my tongue in mixed circles. I can taste him before he explodes, and I want it all. I feel starved, and he is my salvation.

"Yesss!" He hissed, his body locked as the waves of this orgasm consumed his body. After I feel I have drained every ounce of him, I stand back up and kiss him again. Letting him taste himself off my lips. I give him a wicked smile as I turn around. I bend over giving myself to him with no hesitation, and he gladly obliges. He held my hips as he thrust deep inside. He turns us around so I can put my hands on the wall to steady us both.

"You like this, don't you?" He asked between breathing heavily and grunting. Thrusting harder and faster. Deeper and deeper.

"Yes! Yes, yes!" I moan, breathless.

I think I'm in love.

We finish, dry each other off, and go to my bedroom to lie on the bed and cuddle. The TV is on, but not watching it.

My mind is racing, and I'm unsure what to say to him.
Part of me wants to confess that I've always had a secret crush on him, and part of me knows I shouldn't tell him anything.

"Jimin.."I start to say as I clear my throat. "I have a confession to make."

"Oh, ok. What?" He asked, turning to look at me.

"I've had a secret crush on you for a long time. I didn't want to come between you and Taehyung, so I said nothing. But now, it's happening, and I'm not sure where to go with this. I care about you and him both. I still think the situation he put you through is fucked up, but us here now feels weird, and I'm unsure how to go on about it. If Taehyung ever found out, he would probably kick both our asses." I admitted.

"Junggook, I told you not to worry about it. It's our secret. He never has to find out, and he won't. Trust me." He says reassuringly.

"You say that now, but what if something happens and it slips out? He will never forgive either of us. Plus, you're still technically married."

And every time I look at Taehyung, I know that this happened and have to try my best not to say anything. I don't know how to feel about this predicament I'm now in.

Jimin just lays there. He sighs and says, "Nothing will happen for him to know it happened. If you don't say anything, there's nothing to worry about. I don't give a shit what he knows, thinks, or feels at this point. He obviously didn't care about me and my feelings, so I'm not worried. I'm not even sure I want to be still married to him at this point." He admits.

"Well, I know, and trying to keep it to myself, knowing I fucked his husband is kinda hard to explain as well," I said, shaking my head and trying to justify it in my mind.

"You worry too much, Junggookie." He says, turning around and smiling.

"Someone has to be the sane, rational one in this situation. What just happened wasn't sane or rational. You cheated on Taehyung with me, his best friend. Whether it was to get back at him or not, it wasn't and isn't right. I don't know why I let you talk me into it."

"Just relax Junggookie." He says, smiling.

Yeah, okay, it's easy for you to say that now.

A few weeks later. We are in bed, and there's a loud knock at the door. I get up to answer in my boxers. It's the middle of the night.

"Taehyung?" I ask as I open the door.

He stumbles into the house. "Where's my husband?" He asked, slurring his words, clearly inebriated. Almost shouting.

"I'm right here," Jimin says, walking out into the kitchen to where we are in the hall.

"When are you coming home?" He asked Jimin.

"I'm not," Jimin tells him. "Remember, we're separated."

"Oh, is that what we are? I thought you were taking the time to think. Looks like you are doing more than that to me." Taehyung says, looking at Jimin.

"What do you mean? I was asleep. You're drunk; go home." Jimin says.

"I'm not leaving without you," Taehyung tells him.

I'm just standing there. Not getting in the middle of it.

"Go home, Taehyung. I don't love you anymore."

"Wow," Taehyung says, looking at us both.

I look at Jimin. Shocked he even said that.

"I am not in love with you anymore, so go," Jimin tells him again, waving him off.

I just shrugged my shoulders and went to sit on my couch.

"How can you say such a thing, Jimin? I love you. I miss you. Why are you dragging this on?" Taehyung asks him, slurring.

"I'm not dragging it on. I told you that I needed time to think and that you can't just go back to how it used to be. I'm done. You can live without me. I am not coming back. You fucked up big time." Jimin says.

"So that's it? After ten years you just decide it's not worth fixing? Because I cheated one time?" Taehyung asked.

"No, you wouldn't talk to me; you cheated and then kicked me out of my own house. You still don't get it, do you?"

"But I apologized," Taehyung tells him.

"That doesn't make everything okay; it doesn't undo what you did. Besides, I already cheated on you, so we're even."

"You're such a fucking slut!" Taehyung said.

"But not yours anymore." Jimin tokd him sternly.

"With who?" Taehyung asked him.

"None of your damn business!" Jimin retorts.

"Oh, ok, so you think that's going to change anything?"

I'm just sitting there. Glad I didn't have to say it.

"I don't care anymore. Just like you didn't seem to about me. Well, now the tables have turned. Look for papers in the mail. I'm done. You should be, too."

"Fuck you, Park Jimin!" Taehyung shouts.

"Nope, already have!" Jimin retorts.

"Ok, that's enough!" I shout at them. "Taehyung, you said what you had to say; now I think it's time you leave," I said, pointing towards the door.

He walks to the door. I walk behind him.

"Are you fucking my husband?" He asked, point blank, looking at me.

"Why the fuck would you even ask me that?"

"Because he's still here."

"We are roommates, Taehyung, that's it. He was there for me when you weren't." Jimin tells him honestly.

"Right, ok, and you expect me to believe that?"

"Yes, because it's true," I said.

"Ok." Taehyung nods.

And that was the end of it. He left. He probably won't remember it tomorrow. I'm just glad Jimin stood his ground.

Jimin p.o.v.

See, I told him not to worry.

Jungkook p.o.v.

"Well, that went better than I thought, " I told Jimin.

"See, I told you not to worry about it. He doesn't know, so it's okay. Now you can relax." He says, smiling.

"Yeah." I nodded.

Now what? Do we go back to being roommates or lovers?

"Jimin, we need to talk," I said to him with a sigh.

"Ok." He says, sitting on the couch.

"Listen, I'm not sure where to go with this, but are we going to continue our relationship this way, or what are you planning?" I asked honestly.

"Junggookie, I care a lot about you. It's over between me and Taehyung. Yes, we are still married on paper, but I'm not going back to him. Ever! I would like to continue our relationship. This is not a rebound thing. I do care about you. I always have." He tells me very straightforwardly.

"Ok. I care about you, too-a lot. I'm just not sure about him. Now that he knows you cheated. How are we going to go about our relationship without him knowing? Because if he did, I'm sure he wouldn't be my best friend anymore." I told him.

"Again, you worry too much." He tells me, smiling.

"We shouldn't tell him until you are officially divorced." I told him.

"I think that's a good idea as well." He nodded in agreement.

"Great, now that that's settled, let's hop back into bed."

Taehyung p.o.v.

The next day after I wake up, sober up and realized what really just happened I can't believe it.

Jimin wants a divorce. And here I thought we were going to work things out.

Maybe I was being selfish. Maybe I was hoping he would just come back and that would be the end of it.

I do feel bad that all of this had to happen the way it did and I couldn't be a real man and admit that I was cheating on him. Jimin knows I love him and care about him it just got out of hand. I don't blame him for cheating on me after. Hell, I'm even mad about that. I just thought he would come back. Now I don't know what to do. I don't know what to say or feel about it either.

I hope that we can remain friends. As far as Jungkook, I'm surprised he took Jimin to begin with but I'm glad he did. I know he's a great friend. I hope we can remain friends also and that none of what happened between us is a reflection of our friendship. We've known each other too damn long. And been through a lot together.