Jimins POV:

"Yoongi!" I shouted joyfully as I arrived at the university and caught sight of my best friend. Yoongi caught me as I jumped into his arms. I snuggled up to him tightly. "Hello Jiminie," Yoongi smiled. 'My name is Park Jimin, I'm 25 years old and I'm studying at Seoul University. Min Yoongi is 27 years old and we have been best friends since primary school. "Hello Chim!", Tae called out to me. The doorbell rang. Yoongi hugged me. "See you later, Jiminie." "See you, Yoongles," I smiled. Yoongi grimaced. I giggled. I love teasing my best friend and walked towards the lecture hall. "Hey Jimin, wait for me!" an all too familiar voice called from behind me. I turned around. It was Minjun, I smiled. "Minjun." We hugged. Minjun ran his hand through my hair. Uncomfortably, I took a step back. I was about to move on when Minjun gently held me back by the arm. "What is that on your wrist?"

Taes POV:

I stepped up to Jimin. "Hi Jiminie," I beamed and hugged him. "Hi Minjun," I said to the boy next to Jimin. I don't like him. Ever since primary school, I've been hoping that Jimin and Yoongi would become more than best friends. "What's that on your wrist?", Minjun wanted to know from Jimin. Jimin laughed. "Oh you know me. I'm so scatterbrained. I actually managed to tie my watch too tightly on my wrist." I raised my eyebrows sceptically. Minjun dragged Jimin by the arm into the lecture hall. "Come the lecture is about to start." Jimin looked back at Yoongi, who looked angry. Jimin eluded Minjun's grip and ran into Yoongi's arms. I saw Jimin's face contort in pain at Yoongi's grip. Yoongi said something to Jimin, who nodded. Jimin came over to me. "Jimin, are you okay?" Jimin nodded. "Let's go." 

Yoongis POV:

After university, I took Jimin home with me. Jimin hugged me and nestled his face in the crook of my neck. My heart raced and I swallowed hard. "Let's go, homework," I said grimly, pulling Jimin into my room with me by the wrist. "Yoonie, you're hurting me," Jimin whimpered. I quickly let go of him. "Someone like you should stay away from people like Minijun," I growled at Jimin. "Or what?" hissed Jimin. CLAT! I had lashed out and slapped Jimin hard across the face. Jimin looked up at me with wide eyes. His mouth was open. With shining eyes, I sparkled at Jimin. Jimin jumped up and hastily picked up his bag. Before Jimin yanked open the door he whirled around to face me. "What do you mean 'someone like me'? Am I not good enough for him?", Jimin shouted at me. "Let it go, Jimin," I growled angrily. "No! I want...", Jimin shouted as I lashed out again and hit Jimin again.

Jungkooks POV:

The doorbell rang just as I was making out with Tae. I groaned in annoyance. "Who's disturbing...?", I grumbled. Tae kissed me lovingly. I stood up and stepped towards the door. "Jimin-hyung?", I asked in surprise. Jimin fell around my neck, crying. Reassuringly, I stroked his back. "Jimin! You're bleeding!" cried Tae in horror. I gently pushed Jimin away from me and lifted his chin to examine his wound. "What happened?", I asked briskly. Jimin shook his head. "Jimin!", I said quietly but demandingly. "Did Yoongi do this to you?" "No, no!" lied Jimin hastily. "I'll finish him off," I growled angrily. "No, Kookie. He didn't do anything to me!" said Jimin quickly, pulling me back. "Tae get me the first aid kit," I asked my friend. Tae fetched the first aid kit. I took it, grabbed an ointment and smeared it over Jimin's red skin.

Jins POV:

Namjoon, Hobi and I rang Jungkook's doorbell. We heard Jungkook shouting, "What do you mean Yoongi didn't do anything?" Tae opened the door with a worried face. "What happened?" asked Namjoon without mincing words. "Jimin is bleeding...", Tae said. "What?", I asked sharply. I pushed Tae aside and rushed into the flat. "What happened?", I demanded to know. Tae said quietly, "I don't know. Jimin has a black eye and his temple is bleeding." I ran into the living room. Jungkook was standing in front of Jimin with his arms on his hips. "Chim? What happened?", I asked worriedly. "Hyung, I'm fine." "I think that was Yoongi," Tae murmured softly. "No, it wasn't him," Jimin lied again. "Why are you lying to us?", I asked Jimin sadly. The doorbell rang. Namjoon opened the door. "What do you want here?" Yoongi asked gruffly, "Is Jimin here?" I stood up angrily and stepped into the hallway. "No, he's not here, Yoongi. You should leave now."

Namjoons POV:

"Go!", I asked Yoongi gruffly. Yoongi pushed me aside and went into the living room with hurried steps. Hastily, I hurried after him. Jimin had jumped up when he caught sight of his best friend. Yoongi opened his arms hesitantly. "Jimin...", Tae waited for him. Jimin hesitated. Yoongi looked at him sadly. "Jiminie...," Yoongi breathed, looking at Jimin with pleading eyes. "I'm sorry, Jiminie. Your Yoongles wants a hug from his best friend," Yoongi said. "Yoongi, why does Jimin have a black eye?", I asked brashly. Yoongi sparkled at me. "I don't know. Why are you asking me?" Jimin put his arms around Yoongi. Yoongi whispered something in Jimin's ear who nodded. Yoongi glared at us. "We're going home." Jimin looked up at Yoongi. "Let's go." Yoongi nodded and took Jimin's hand in his. Worried, Tae, Kookie, Jin, Hobi and I looked after him.

Jimins POV:

Yoongi pulled me home with him to his room. Yoongi threw me a T-shirt. I changed my clothes. My slender white legs appeared under Yoongi's shirt. Yoongi undressed in front of me. I caught sight of Yoongi's soft, pale skin. My heart began to pound madly again. What was wrong with me? Yoongi stepped into the bathroom and came to me with disinfectant and ointment. Yoongi pushed me onto the bed and sat on Jimin's lap. "Look to the side," Yoongi ordered me harshly. I swallowed and looked to the side. Yoongi began to clean my wound and put ointment on my black eye. "Can you put some clothes on?", I asked Yoongi quietly. Yoongi looked down at me with a grin. My heart skipped a beat. "Why? Am I making you uncomfortable? Jiminie since we were 5 years old, we know each other now." I pushed Yoongi off me. My mobile phone rang. I glanced at the display and a name appeared: Minjun.

Yoongis POV:

I looked at Jimin's display. Jimin stood up and picked up his mobile phone. My expression darkened. I didn't like it at all that Jimin was in contact with Minjun. "When? Tonight?", I heard Jimin ask. I raised my head, which shouted alarmingly: "Don't let Jimin go there. He's your best friend. No one is going to take him away from you." "Fine, I'll see you later!" said Jimin and hung up. Jimin smiled at me. "I have a date tonight." I sparkled at Jimin. "You're not going there!", I hissed. Jimin snorted, "Oh yeah, how are you going to stop me, huh?!" "Jimin!", I growled, "I'm warning you!" Jimin grinned mockingly. "Make me." I pulled Jimin onto the bed and sat on his hips. "You're not going there!", I ordered Jimin threateningly. Jimin pushed me off him. "Yes, I will!", Jimin contradicted me.

Jimins POV:

I hurried into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I felt my face begin to glow and my body react. "I need a cold shower," I thought and slipped into the shower. I exhaled in a relaxed manner. After the shower, I stepped into my bedroom with a towel around my body. "So hyung, what's the best thing for me to wear for the date?" Yoongi unexpectedly pushed me against the wall. Startled, I cried out when I felt Yoongi's mouth on my neck. "What...?", I began chokingly. "YOU DON'T GO ON THE DATE!", Yoongi growled against my ear. I shuddered as I felt Yoongi's breath on me. My heart raced and my breath hitched. "Okay, I'll meet Tae," I agreed. Yoongi handed me his mobile phone. "Call him!", Yoongi ordered me. I raised my hands and gently pushed Yoongi off me. I took a deep breath. "I will after I get dressed." Yoongi sat down grimly on the bed and watched me wait.

Yoongis POV:

Jimin took his mobile phone and called Tae. "Tae?", Jimin asked into the microphone. I heard Tae on the other end of the line. Jimin was whispering. I took the phone from him. "Tae, please make sure Jimin doesn't sneak away. I don't want Jimin to go on the date with Minju," I asked Tae through the phone. "WHAT?!" yelled Jimin angrily. I sparkled at Jimin. "It's not your place to tell me who I go on a date with," Jimin yelled at me. "He just wants your body!", I hissed at Jimin. Jimin blanched. "What, you think someone would only want me for my body, not for who I am?" I turned away from him. "You're such an asshole!" my best friend barked at me. Furious, I whirled around to face Jimin. I pushed Jimin against the wall again. Jimin tried to fight back, but I held his arms up. "Minjun doesn't suit you!", I shouted at Jimin. Jimin flinched.

Hoseoks POV:

I rang Yoongi's doorbell. From inside, we heard Yoongi yelling at Jimin. My worried gaze darted to Jin and Namjoon. The front door opened. "I hate you!" yelled Jimin, crying. "Jiminie!" cried Yoongi in panic, appearing in front of us. Jimin ran away. "Come in," Yoongi said angrily. I followed Yoongi into the kitchen. "Why is our angel so angry with you?" Yoongi didn't respond. "Yoongi, Jimin and you have been best friends for years. So what were you guys fighting about?" With Jin and Namjoon exchanged a knowing look. "Yoongi, is it possible that you're jealous?" "No," Yoongi lied gruffly. "Yoongi..." began Jin reprovingly. Yoongi clenched his fists. "Jiminie's going on a date." Jin, Namjoon and I exchanged knowing glances among ourselves. "Yeah, so?", I pretended cluelessly. "Jimin deserves a loving, caring partner."

Namjoons POV:

Yoongi glared angrily at Hobi. "Did you hit Jimin again?", I asked quietly and sadly. Jin, Hobi and I looked in disgust at Yoongi, who looked guilty. "If it's not jealousy, why are you doing this to Jimin?", I asked. "After all, he's been your very best friend since you were six years old." Around 11pm, Jimin stepped into the living room and smiled happily. "Well?", I grinned. "How was your date?" Jimin beamed. "It was great. Minju is really very nice." Yoongi stepped in and froze mid-step when he caught sight of Jimin. "So Tae let you go," Yoongi growled angrily. Jimin jutted his chin. "Yes, he did. And it was great." I watched Yoongi, who clenched his hands into fists. Jimin turned and left. "Yoongi, go after him, but contain your anger. He is your best friend. It's common to fall in love and find your first partner when you're 25," I said.

Taes POV:

Jimin called me. I was lying in bed, snuggled close to Jungkook, watching a cheesy love movie. I put it on loud. "Well Jimin, how was your date?", I asked curiously. "It was great," Jimin breathed happily. I exchanged a look with JK. "But...", Jimin began. "Yeah?", JK asked. Jimin said nothing. "There's not the famous sparkle?", I asked. "Hm," Jimin said in agreement. "Don't worry Chim. It can still happen," I encouraged Jimin who was lost in his thoughts. "I'm going to sleep. Good night," Jimin said and hung up. I looked at JK who was scowling at me.

Jimins POV:

Sadly, I entered my room. "You're back," Yoongi's raspy voice rang out from the darkness. I winced. "Yes," I said curtly. "How was your date?" asked Yoongi disdainfully, making goose bumps in the air with his fingers. "It was great," I smiled. Yoongi stood up menacingly. "I told you not to go on a date with Minjun." I glared at him. "With who else? You, maybe?" Yoongi clenched his jaws tightly. "Look, Min Yoongi," I shouted, "we're just best friends, all right!? You have no right to tell me who I make out with, or..." I took a deep breath. "...Or who I'm dating or..." I leaned forward towards Yoongi. "Or who I'm going to bed with." My heart ached as I said the words. Yoongi jumped up. "Then go! Let Minjun spoil you." "Fine!", I shouted at Yoongi. Yoongi shoved me violently. "Get the hell out of here!" Stumbling, I fell to the ground. My shoulder hit the cupboard as I did so. My stomach tightened. "You're in my room. Get out!" Yoongi snorted, gave me an angry look and slammed the door behind him as he left my room.

Yoongis POV:

I entered my room and kicked my wardrobe angrily. Sighing, I closed my eyes. I lay down in bed and closed my eyes. My best friend appeared in front of my closed eyes. I wrenched my eyes open. What the hell!!! My heart raced as Jimin's face appeared before my closed eyes. My bedroom door opened quietly and a petite figure scurried across the room. I felt the mattress sink in and a familiar, sweet smell rose to my nose. Jimin lifted one leg, wrapped it around my hips and then snuggled against me. My heart began to race. I pushed Jimin gently but firmly away from me. "Hyung?" my best friend asked me, confused.

Jimins POV:

"Get lost, Jimin! Go to Minjun if you want to cuddle with someone," Yoongi hissed at me. A stab went through my heart. I sat down on Yoongi's lap. "What's wrong with you! You're my best friend." "That's exactly the problem," Yoongi murmured quietly, but not quietly enough. "What do you mean?", I asked Yoongi hurt. My heart ached. "Maybe Minjun is the right guy for you after all," Yoongi said quietly. With a grip that was a little too tight, Yoongi grasped my hips and pushed me off him. Yoongi knelt over me and clawed his fingers painfully into my hips. "What did you do on your date?" demanded Yoongi. "Yoonie, please let go," I pleaded, trying to push Yoongi off me. Yoongi took my hands and raised them above my head. "Did you kiss?!" growled Yoongi dangerously.

Yoongis POV:

Jimin blushed. "What? NO!" he stuttered. I grasped Jimin's chin harshly. "Don't lie to me!", I threatened in a low voice. "I'm not lying to you. Yoonie, please let go of me. You're hurting me!" whined Jimin. I bent down to Jimin's ear. "Did he touch you?", I asked, applying light pressure to Jimin's hips. My fingers slid under Jimin's shirt. I saw Jimin's face turn bright red. I felt Jimin's heart hammering against his chest. "Were his hands here?" "NO!" said Jimin loudly and his breathing began to become more erratic. I bent down to Jimin's mouth. "Was he this close to your lips?" Jimin shrugged his shoulders. "That's none of your business!" "Yes, it is!", I hissed back. Jimin literally glowed beneath me as I roamed my hands up Jimin's chest. "It doesn't!" sputtered Jimin. "Yes it does, no one can ever touch you like that!" I growled. "N...no?", Jimin breathed. "NO!", I barked and rubbed my knee between Jimin's legs. I gripped Jimin's face tightly with one hand. "UNDERSTAND?!", I barked.

Jins POV:

I smiled at Jimin in uni. "Hi Jiminie," I said, "well, have you and Minjun set up a new date yet?" "Hi Jimin," Minjun said from behind us. Jimin smiled. "Did you get home okay?" Jimin nodded. Minjun slid an arm around Jimin's hips to pull him towards him. I caught sight of Yoongi, Namjoon and Hoseok. Yoongi's face was contorted with anger when he caught sight of Jimin and Minjun. Yoongi stomped angrily to Jimin and Minjun and pulled Jimin towards him by the hand. Jimin did a pirouette and fell into Yoongi's arms. Yoongi glared at Minjun. "No one," he threatened, "no one is allowed to touch Jimin like that, just me alright?!" I saw Jimin's face contort in pain. "Yoongi, you're hurting Jimin." Yoongi looked down at Jimin. Minjun crossed his arms. "Are you sure you're Jimin's best friend? You're not exactly acting like it."

Jungkooks POV:

Jimin cleared his throat. "He's not that kind of friend. Yoongi is my best friend." I looked quickly at Yoongi, whose eyes flashed hurt. Minjun grinned in satisfaction and asked, "And why is your best friend so jealous if there are no feelings between you?" Jimin looked hurriedly at Yoongi. Yoongi's eyes literally sparkled with anger. Jimin eyes flashed with hope. "You think he's jealous?" he asked me. I watched Minjun pull Jimin into his arms. "Let's see," Minjun grinned, clasping Jimin's face and about to place his lips on Jimin's. WHAM! Yoongi had pushed Minjun to the floor, pinned Jimin against the lockers and put his forehead against Jimins. "Stay away from him!" growled Yoongi. "And you, Park Jimin," Yoongi murmured, "you stay away from Minho too, understand?!" "And what if I don't?" challenged Jimin Yoongi. Yoongi's eyes raged. He took Jimin's hand and pulled him along.

Jimins POV:

"Minjun is not your type!" growled Yoongi pissed off and dragged me by the wrist into a classroom. "Yoonie, let go of me! You're hurting me!", I wailed. Yoongi pushed me against the door. Yoongi ran his fingers over my lips. I closed my eyes. My heart was racing faster than ever. I felt my wrists burning. I pushed Yoongi away from me. "Yoonie, you're hurting me!", I wailed in pain. Yoongi swallowed hard. Tears formed in my eyes. "Why are you causing me pain? We are best friends after all," I sobbed. My heart contracted. My mobile phone rang. I looked at the screen, Yoongi too. It was Minjun, I wanted to reach for the phone. Yoongi reached into my jeans and pulled me into his arms. "Yeah, just best friends," Yoongi said absently. "Yoongi? Are you okay?", I asked confused and nervous when I felt Yoongi's hand in my pants.

Hoseoks POV:

"Where are Yoonmin?", I asked the others. "Yoonmin?" they asked me, confused. I nodded. "Yes, Yoonmin. Yoongi and Jimin." Namjoon shrugged, but Tae pointed to the canteen door. "There's Jimin." Jimin stepped up to us. He looked confused and overwhelmed. "Jimin, where's Yoongi?", I smiled. "I don't know," Jimin mumbled distractedly and absentmindedly. I caught sight of red welts on Jimin's wrist. "Jimin, what happened? Did Yoongi hurt you?", I asked with a stern look at his wrists. "No! He would never do that!", Jimin lied to us. I leaned over to Jimin and looked deep into his eyes. "You really wouldn't, Jimin? Why are you protecting him?" Yoongi sat down with us and pulled Jimin to him, who snuggled up to Yoongi, smiling. "Hey, what's it about?", Yoongi wanted to know. I raised my eyebrows challengingly. "Someone is abusing our Jiminie, Yoongi. He has bruises all over his body. Even on his back, legs and wrists..." said Namjoon angrily.

Namjoons POV:

"You wouldn't happen to know where that came from, would you?", I asked briskly, watching Yoongi closely. Yoongi didn't answer and looked away. "Min Yoongi," I growled angrily and stood up. "Don't tell me his injuries came from you." Yoongi did not respond to him. I glanced at the others, who nodded. "Come on, come with me!", I ordered Yoongi and pulled him from the chair. Jin, Hoseok followed me. I looked at Taekook. "Take Jimin home!" Jimin jumped up. "Where are you taking him?" demanded Jimin, eyes wide with fear. Lovingly, I ran my hand through Jimin's hair. "Don't worry about it. We're just giving him a little lesson. He'll never hurt you again." "No, Joon. Please. Let Yoongi go. He didn't do anything to me. We are best friends," Jimin pleaded with tears in his eyes. I looked at Jimin seriously. "You defend Yoongi even though he mistreats you like this?", I asked him, stunned.

Yoongis POV:

Around 10 pm, I entered the house weakly. Namjoon, Hobi and Kookie had punished me for my handling of Jimin. My temple was bleeding and my lower lip was swollen. They had shouted angrily at me and said things like, "He's your best friend. How can you hurt him like that? Tell Yoongi you gave him the bruises, didn't you?!" "Yoonie? Is that you?" came from the living room and Jimin appeared. My heart began to race. "Jimin," I breathed. "Yes Yoonie," Jimin said worriedly. "Come I'll take care of your wounds," Jimin said and pulled me into the bedroom. Jimin pushed me onto the bed. With trembling hands, he pulled off my bleeding shirt and gasped in horror at the sight of the red, bloody welts and bruises. "Yoonie, what have they done to you?" breathed Jimin in horror at the sight of me. "I'm fine, Jimin," I growled angrily, pushing him away from me. With a loud plop, Jimin fell to the ground. My heart stopped for what felt like a second as Jimin whimpered in pain. "I don't need you shaking me," I hissed at Jimin. 

Jimins POV:

Yoongi stepped into the bathroom and began to cry profusely. I grabbed my heart. It hurts, more than anything else. I picked up my mobile phone. What was wrong with me? I opened the internet and typed heart racing, rapid shallow breathing, heartbreak and it showed me a glowing result: Symptoms of infatuation or a broken heart. I scrolled down the results and opened a link. I read the article: You have a friend who gives you heart palpitations? When he is near you, your breathing speeds up threefold and you feel like your pounding, racing heart wants to leave your chest? I nodded as I read. When he is near you, your breathing speeds up threefold and you feel like your pounding, racing heart wants to leave your chest?I nodded as I read. "When you're close to the person, your body r€sponds to them w@nt|ng?"I thought of the day I told Yoongi about the date. Yoongi had sat on my haunches and ordered me not to go on the date. I had needed a cold shower to calm my craving. When the person gets hurt, you feel like they hurt you at the same time. I thought of Yoongi and nodded. I tightened my legs, hugged her and started sobbing unrestrainedly. My mobile phone rang. Namjoon. "Chim, are you okay?!" "No," I texted with trembling hands. "Do you want to come over?" texted Namjoon. I jumped up and packed some clothes in my bag. Yoongi stepped out of the bathroom. "Chim?" he asked, "where are you going?""Away! Away from you!", I sobbed.

To be continued...