Are we seriously fucking doing this?

I'm scared... do we even know what Minnie and this guy did?

No because Minnie won't fucking tell us.

"Alright. It's time for you all to calm down and be silent alright? He's already sitting there."

That's your own damn fault for always being late.

Jim peeked through the window of Jin's cafe and saw none other than Min Yoongi sitting at one of the tables.

The filter had contacted the photographer hoping to apologize for his- or, Minnie's behaviour, praying that the man would forgive him. This wasn't his idea, but he'd been told that it would help him, so he didn't really have a choice.

Jim wasn't exactly sure what went down with Yoongi that day, but Min told him Jungkook got Minnie out of there before anything happened.

God he hoped that that was true.

The filter straightened his blazer and took a deep breath.

"Everyone chill, if we keep ourselves cool this will be fine and the sooner we can go home."

You mean you keep yourself cool. We don't have to do shit.

Jim exhaled and immediatly regretted ever scheduling this meeting.

"This going to fail so badly..."

Just fucking go already!

The filter scrunched his nose and swallowed his retaliaton.

Count. To. 25.

~~~

"Jimin... hey..."

Yoongi watched Jim take a seat. The photographer looked a little more proffessional than usual today.

He peeked over his reading glasses and there were most definetly hard feelings hiding behind those spectacles.

Jim gulped. This could either fail miserably or go much better than he expected, but he wasn't very confident. Hopefully the man would accept his apology.

"Hey Yoongi, it's been a while..."

The filter folded his hands on the table as if he were attending a business meeting. He didn't even know where to begin, so he just began without thinking.

"Last time we met... things were... interesting?"

Jim tried not to visibly cringe. It would've helped if he knew what had happened but he was flying blind.

Yoongi huffed. "Uhm, yeah... where is Jungkook?"

Jim pursed his lips. "We're-"

"Don't say you're not dating anymore... I already fell for that once."

Jim lowered his head when he saw the pain in Yoongi's face.

"I... am very sorry for what happened last time," Jim said, feeling incredibly bad for the hurt Minnie caused the man. "I wasn't really myself that day."

Yoongi's face looked displeased if anything. "Yeah, I don't know what was going on with you.... or if you were in a fight with Jungkook or something, but you can't just play with my feelings like that."

Jim nodded. "I understa-"

"I don't think you do. Like, you acted like- like some slut or something... I was so stupid for falling for it..."

Jim balded his fist and hid them underneath the table. Yoongi was right, he had to remind himself. Minnie probably did make a shame out of Jimin...

"I... I can't explain how bad I feel about all of that Yoongi but-"

"You even kissed me! You stripped down! How could you do that if you and Jungkook were still a thing?"

Jim already felt Yoongi's words making his heart beat faster. He had to block it out. Fuck. He had to block it out. That wasn't him. He didn't cheat. He had to count to 25. He had to calm down. He couldn't let it get to him. He had to keep apologizing.

Jim pressed his jaws firmly together as he tried to stop tears from building behind his eyes.

"Yoongi, I really am sorr-"

"Yeah whatever. I don't believe it. The way you acted was straight up sick. I'm an idiot for only realising it now. Guess people can't be beautiful inside and out."

Jim's eyes fluttered. "Yoongi...I'm..."

Sick

Crazy

Slut

Crazy

Whore

Fag

Sick

Crazy

Slut

Sick

"Ssshhhh..." Jim screwed his eyes shut and pressed his hands over his ears.

"Jimin?"

The filter looked up, tears springing from his eyes. The voices kept ringing through his head, so loud he wasn't even able to distinguish them anymore.

Yoongi looked at him as if he were an alien. But ofcourse he did. How could Jim honestly apologize for someone else's actions. Especially if he didn't even know what had happened.

He had to tell him. He deserved to know.

"I have DID..." Jim said quietly, though it felt like he had screamed it through the cafe.

There was a moment of silence that made Jim feel as if he was going to combust.

Did you just-

Jimmy! You told someone we have DID!

This is rather groundbreaking...

Yoongi furrowed his brows. "What?"

Jim gulped harshly. He didn't care what anyone said, he needed a drink after this.

"Is that the multiple personality thing?"

Jim nodded.

Another silence fell.

God this is akward as fuck. Say something dude!

Tell him about Minnie Jimmy! I'm sure he'll understand.

Jim cleared his throat and sat up a little.

"The person you met last time wasn't me. It was someone called Minnie, who is not really dating Jungkook... you've only ever met me. And my name is actually Jim..."

If I were that dude I would've punched you in the face Jim.

Yoongi looked sad all of a sudden, his shoulders drooping and his expression going from pissed to disappointed. "You know, if this is a prank or something, it's really messed up."

Jim shook his head quickly. "I promise you it's not Yoongi. I know it makes no sense but I've been living with it for most of my life..."

Yoongi scoffed and looked away. "So what? One of your personalities is a fucking slut? You expect me to believe that?"

This dude needs to fucking stop calling Minnie a slut only I can do that.

He's so mean...

Jim inhaled sharply. "Yoongi I am telling you the truth. Please... please don't call him that..."

Yoongi folded his arms and squinted at Jim. "Why not? He is right? If what you say is true and he never met me before, he just randomly threw himself at a stranger. If Jungkook hadn't shown up-"

Yoongi stopped talking abruptly.

"What?" Jim asked carefully.

Yoongi pressed his lips together and shrugged, resting his chin on his hand as he looked around the cafe. "We could've gone further... who knows... he seemed to want it..."

Jim wanted to implode from the shame that pressed down on him. If only he knew what had happened... but at the same time, maybe this was better...

Atleast now he could pretend it wasn't all that horrible...

Jim slowly shook his head, knowing deep down those thoughts weren't right. He couldn't run away from Minnie. He would always be a part of Jimin. He's had to be a part of Jimin... and that was not his fault.

"Yoongi..." Jim said, looking directly at the photographer as he raised his chin.

"Tel me what happened."

The photographer shrugged and scartched his nose. "We went to my place and you got out of your clothes..."

Jim nodded, blinking more than usual.

"A-and?"

The photograher nervoulsy shifted in his seat, adjusting his glasses though he tried not to seem anxious.

"I... I made some pictures..." he mumbled.

Jim stared at Yoongi, his lips slightly parted as that horrible, familiar feeling of disgust that had taken over his life washed over him again.

"W-while he was..."

Jim's throat shut off before he could finish the sentence. His blood ran cold, he wanted to run, flee, hide. If Yoongi had pictures of him like that... did it mean he'd looked at them while... while...

"I...I can't ask you to delete those pictures..." the filter stammered, nervously bouncing his leg up and down as the desire to escape from the entire situation grew bigger. "Minnie allowed you to take them... you were given consent..."

What the hell?! Jim punch the guy in the face are you serious? This shit is gross!

Jimmy I... I don't want him having pictures of us l-like that...

Please... ask him to delete them Jim...

"I can't apologize for what he did because that wasn't me. But, I am sorry that he came to you. What he did was wrong and extremely inappropriate... but I would like to ask you to forgive him."

Jim kept his breathing steady as he spoke, the bouncing of his legs slowly growing less and less.

"He has been badly damaged by this world. By monsters that molded him to be the way he is. It all happened a long time ago, but he keeps trying to find a way to prove that he's still needed. Putting himself in bad situations to show Jimin that it's still not safe out there. You can call that messed up, you can call that sick. I did, secretely, for a long time... but I've come to realise that I could've never done what he did. I could've never protected Jimin the way Minnie did..."

Jim closed his eyes as air flowed through his lungs. "Jimin needed him to survive just like he needed me. He needed to become numb. He needed to stop fighting. He... he needed to be hopeless for his soul not to be crushed..."

The filter's eyes lost focus as he finally understood. "I don't know why I didn't realise that before... I was just so caught up in trying to fix what was wrong with Jimin... but Jungkook's been trying to show me all this time..."

Jim smiled softly, remebering his sweet, amazing and kind boyfriend that never stopped trying to help him.

"Jimin is perfect..."

Jim met Yoongi's eyes, who looked at him as if part of him understood and part of him was lost.

Did... did Jim just stand up for Minnie?

Oh my god Jimmy! That was so kind!

I applaud your words Jim... that was well-spoken.

"I will find a new agency... so you won't have to see me anymore, don't worry about that..." Jim said quietly, though he felt rather determined.

"You don't have to do that," Yoongi said as if he'd suddenly awoken from a trance.

Jim humned. "Yes, I do. Things can't be proffessional between us if you..."

The filter rolled his shoulders and closed his eyes. "If you've... seen me naked..."

Yoongi scratched the back of his head. "Well you weren't completely naked..."

Jim's eyes blew wide. "I- Minnie- not- wha-"

"You were in your underwear..."

Jim smiled and released a relieved breath. "Oh thank god," he chuckled as he buried his face in his hands for a moment.

Yoongi squinted at the model. "So you're speaking the truth? You really have that multiple personality thing?"

Jim nodded, "yeah.."

The photographer shifted in his seat once again, and after a moment, he sighed as if he was going to do something he didn't really want to do.

He reached into the little bag that hung around his chair and retrieved a camera from it.

"Here," Yoongi said as he set the camera down on the table. "I thought Jungkook would be here to threaten me to hand him the pictures, so I bought the camera... I only have them on this..."

Yoongi sat back and folded his arms. "You don't have to believe me, but it's true."

Jim looked at the camera and nodded absent-mindedly. He would be lying if he said he wasn't terrified of the contents of that camera, but it was already so much less scary if it was true he was atleast still in his underwear on them.

He grabbed the camera and slid it towards himself. "Thank you..." he said. "But we probably won't see each other again."

Yoongi nodded. "I get it, it's for the best..."

The man gave a curt nod and stood up from his seat. "You know Jimin..." he said as he lingered. "I really did like you a lot..."

Jim held his tounge. He didn't know what to tell the man.

"I'm sorry," was all he could come with, hanging his head low as the photographer left the cafe and strode off.

He held the camera, turned it on, and deleted every picture without looking at them. He had no guarantee that these really were the only ones, but he was going to have to find a way to move past that.

Hopefully his therapist would know how.