yknow, i feel that this book has hit an angsty turn.. but that literally happens with everything i write... eHem*itwontstayangstyforlong* sO yEaH imma go now...

it's been three days. three days since jimin was left confused, heart broken. taehyung had to rest at the hospital, but was coming back today. jimin hasn't visited since that day. no one has. the doctors said that it was best for him to be alone, for his physical and mental sake.

"did taehyung actually reject me? or is this all a dream?" jimin hoped for the latter.

"jimin, are you okay?" namjoon asked, seeing that his friend looked as if his head was about to explode, beads of sweat bolting down his pale growing face.

"are you okay? that seems like something we all say... almost too frequently. but we all know those words have no meaning, you don't care if i'm okay. cause you damn know i'm not!" jimin chuckled while tears spilled from his dark orbs, pausing for a moment. "you only ask if we're okay when we're crying, in deep pain. what if i'm never okay! what if when i really need someone, they don't ask 'are you okay?' ! and when i end up reaching for them myself, i just get turned down in the end..." the last words he said softly, his voice becoming weak from the yelling.

namjoon just looked at the younger with confusion, slightly offended.

"it's okay, babe. let me handle this," seokjin whispered, inaudible for jimin to hear, pecking his boyfriend's agape lips.

"okay, jimin, let's cut the chase," seokjin said in a serious tone. "what happened?"

"a lot happened, seokjin," jimin gritted his teeth, wiping the tears from his eyes. "but the thing that topped everything off.. it was.... i-i think taehyung rejected m-me."

"what do you mean, rejected?" seokjin asked, ignoring the fact jimin didn't use honorifics.

"i asked him to be my boyfriend..." jimin shyly admitted.

"you what!?" namjin yelled in unison.

"it's j-just that h-he kissed me so p-passionately... i thought he loved me," jimin bawled more, now being comforted by namjoon's and seokjin's embrace.

"jimin baby," seokjin soothed. "he does love you, okay? i promise. it must've been too much for him, you know? he's not even out of the hospital yet," jimin's tears began to fade away.

"you t-think so?" jimin frowned, seokjin now holding the boy in his lap.

"i know so," seokjin grinned sadly, pecking jimin's cheek.

"yuck! hyung, save those kisses for nammie hyung!" jimin giggled, being tickled by namjoon.

"hey, kid, we need to go pick up tae now. if you're not ready to see him, you can stay in my room for now. but please don't leave! i love you, baby chim," namjoon pouted, making grabby hands to jimin.

"fine, i'll stay," jimin sighed. "i love you guys!" he yelled as they shut the door behind them.

jimin walked up the creaking stairs, memories of that tuesday night swallowing his mind. when he had to hide from kunpimook, even though he ended up being nice. too nice.

jimin has been at that school for years, taehyung has not. he doesn't know the real kunpimook. he was worse than anyone could ever be, and for him to change so quickly for someone he doesn't know is insane. did he catch feelings for taehyung? or was he jealous. jimin didn't know.

jimin was currently sat crisscrossed on namjoon's bed, doodling in a notebook he had stolen from the elder. he wasn't quite sure how he felt about taehyung being a red. he always knew there was something different about the younger. he didn't know it'd be this. all he knows is that a few years ago, his friends would've flipped out. they weren't the biggest fans of the other colours. but that was because they used to think greens and reds were just murderers. they're better today, and i'm sure they'd accept taehyung if he ever came out as another colour. jimin was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard someone stomp in, the door slamming behind him. taehyung's here.

namjoon: tae's here

jimin: yeah, i can tell 🙄

namjoon: i asked and he said he's afraid to see you

jimin: wtf?? why?

namjoon: he told me that he needs time to just live a little after what just happened... well not rly just.. what had happened two months ago

jimin: there's no time to live! we have to find tae's murderer.. before he does it again

namjoon: you've got a point... you should talk to him

jimin: ok

••

after ten minutes of having a mental break down, afraid of what taehyung will think when he sees him, jimin carefully made his way down the stairs. taehyung was sat on the couch alone, while namjoon and seokjin were cuddling on the love seat.

"t-taehyung," jimin's voice was small as he stood at the end of the stairs, but pounded everyone's ear drums as if he screamed into a mic.

taehyung's head shot to the call of his name. as jimin walked closer, taehyung got uneasy. he doesn't know why though. is it because of the kiss? his feelings? jimin then stood in front of taehyung's feet.

taehyung broke down into tears.

jimin didn't panic this time, there was no need to. he knew exactly what to do to calm down the younger. jimin wrapped his chubby little arms around taehyung's shaking shoulders. it was slightly uncomfortable since taehyung was sitting, so jimin took a seat on the younger's lap to deepen the hug.

"t-tae," jimin tried to breathe out, attempting to move the other boy's arms around his waist. eventually taehyung's crying died down as he returned the hug. jimin rested his head in the crook of taehyung's neck, hugging him tighter. taehyung raised one of his hands higher on jimin's back, rubbing comforting circles.

"i j-just cant believe you're alive," jimin finally looked up at the younger. "a-are you mad at me?" he put his head down.

taehyung lifted jimin's head up, holding his cheeks, shaking his head frantically. "of course not," taehyung mouthed, giving a small smile. taehyung then proceeded to take his phone out of his pocket, opening messages.

taetae💘: chim, do you want too see my scar?

jimin pulled out his phone.

"y-your s-scar?" taehyung smiled at him, unbuttoning his shirt.

jimin gasped as the scar was revealed, almost starting to cry again.

"did i-it hurt?" jimin asked, staring at taehyung straight in the eyes as his own were pooling with tears.

"like hell," taehyung thought to himself, just nodding at the boy.

taehyung took jimin's hand, leading it to his chest. he placed jimin's hand over the scar, which was right beside his heart.

"y-you know you're beautiful, r-right?" jimin shyly said, making sure to be careful while feeling the boy's scar.

taehyung tried not to blush, giving the elder a confused look.

"everything about you is beautiful, i don't understand how someone could do this," jimin used a low voice, making sure that namjoon and seokjin couldn't hear. although it looked as if the two had fallen asleep.

taehyung shook his head while smiling, and jimin removed his hand from taehyung's chest just staring at the reason taehyung could've died.

after moments of staring, jimin leaned closer. he pressed his lips gently against taehyung's scar, before saying these words. "i won't let you get hurt again."

taehyung had a wide grin on his face as a few tears slipped.

taetae💘: you're my angel, mochi

"i'll always be your angel. i'm here to protect you, love you," jimin said calmly, ruffling taehyung's hair.

taetae💘: i have an answer for you

"hm? what do you mean?" jimin tilted his head cutely at taehyung.

taetae💘: i want to be yours

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i would've added more, but it'd end up being too long

head start for high school is starting in 27 days and i'm nOt excited

like aGh it's already august fUcK mE

so idk how often i'll be writing when school starts 🤷‍♀️

i'll just make sure to write a bUnCh the next month

none of you read my a/n's but hey

also i bought a gd shirt and i felt cute so here

edit: i deleted the photo sorry