Jimin's pov 

"No." He whispered. 

I frowned. I hadn't seen him in such a long time and he wouldn't kiss me. "Why?" I whined. 

Did he not like me?

He sighed. "I don't want to take things too far." He said.I didn't understand but nodded anyways. After being touched by that old man, I was ready to feel Taehyung's touch. 

We sat in the water until it got cold. Then we got out and dried ourselves and got dressed. I was warm and fuzzy. 

I waited for Taehyung so he could carry me to my room. He picked me up and set me on my bed. 

"You're upset." Taehyung said. I shook my head. "What's wrong Jiminie?" He sat down next to me and I felt the bed dip when he sat down.

"Why won't you kiss me?" I pouted. Taehyung chuckled and fell to the side. "Oh, that." He says still laughing. "I'm serious." I say. 

"I told you. I don't want to take things too far Jimin." Was he friend zoning me? "It's a kiss." I whined. He breathed in. "Fine." He gives me a peck. "But I wanted a kiss." I complained. I was started to feel like he was teasing me.

"I' can't." He answered. I frowned. He sighed and looked at me again. "It's not that I don't want to, but if I kiss you, I don't think I'll stop there." He said slightly blushing.

It was a rare sight to see him blush. 

"Do you mean you....you don't want to have sex with me?" I ask. His eyes widen and his brows shoot up. 

"N-no! That's not what I meant! If I have sex with you, you might regret it later." Taehyung admits. "What if I want to have sex with you?" I asks. 

Taehyung's pov 

I blushed not knowing how to respond to him. This coversation was making really flustered and sexually frustrated. 

I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed Jimin face and kissed him. All my stress and frustration put into the kiss. I forced his back on his bed and nibbled on his bottom lip. 

He moaned into my mouth and I had to try really hard to not fuck him right here right now. He grabbed my hair and ruffled it while I kissed him. 

I slowed down my pace and kissed him more passionately before pecking him on the lips. Jimin's eyes landed on my lips again begging for a kiss. I sighed and kissed the corner of his mouth not wanting to do anything too serious.

"Go to sleep Jimin." I say getting up off his bed. 

He pulled the sheets over his small body and closed his eyes. "Goodnight Taehyung."

I close the door behind me and leave Jimin alone so he can sleep. I find Yoongi on the couch watching TV. "Yeah, I'm gonna pretend that I didn't hear moans coming from that room." Yoongi scoffed. 

"Goodnight Yoongi hyung." I quietly leave their apartment and set off for my own. I git in my car and opened the window letting the fall breeze in. I was stress free. Everything was taken care of. 

Jimin was safe, I managed to finish the language essay on my own, and that stupid perverted man was about to regret being born. I dialed my fathers number to let him know about how I found Jimin. I assured him that Jimin was okay and sent him the man's home's address.

I figured my father knew how important Jimin was to me and that he would not go easy on the creepy dude. My father picked up and I filled him in on what happened. I hung up just as I arrived at my house. 

I wasn't ready to go in. My mother had been expecting me for dinner with her new boyfriend but I couldn't wait to find Jimin. I opened the front door and said a quiet 'hello' before trying to escape to my room.

"Kim Taehyung, don't be rude. Come say hello to our guest." I sighed in defeat and turned around with the fakest smile in the history of fake smiles. "Hello, I'm Kim Taehyung. Nice to meet you." I say calmly. 

Her boyfriend smiles back at me and introduces himself as well. "Hi, I'm your mom's boyfriend, Jaedong. You're very handsome young man. Do you have a girlfriend? I can see a very bright future for you." He smiled.

Crap.

Girlfriend?

I wasn't even sure if I was gay. I knew I liked kissing Jimin and I knew that Jimin could turn me on, but was I gay?

"Uh, no. No I don't." I say awkwardly scratching the back of my neck. "Oh, well that's no problem. I can help find you one." He suggested. "Um, no thankyou. I think I would be better off single." I try covering it with a lie. 

"What happened to Dahyun? She was such a sweet girl." My mother looked shocked. Really? She didn't even know we broke up?

"Yeah, we weren't the right fit." I say awkwardly. "Come sit down so we can talk with you." My mother patted the empty seat next to her and I grimaced. Sitting down, we began talking about my school life. They asked me a bunch if questions but somehow the conversation changed to an interesting topic.

Jimin.

"Ah! Taehyung has a friend named Jimin! They're really close!" My mother bragged. I didn't know why she found this so interesting. "Oh, really! What's his surname?" Jongdae asks. "Uh, Park." I say wondering why he was so curious. 

He let out a laugh and said, "my brother is obsessed with some boy named Park Jimin. Must be a different person." He says still laughing. My jaw dropped. His brother was the menace that did that to Jimin?!

"Your...your brother?" I asked. He stopped laughing. "Yeah, don't tell anyone I told you this, but he likes to kidnap the people he's obsessed with." I was so shocked. Did that mean Jongdae was okay with his brother being gay? 

"Is he......gay?" The room got engulfed in uncomfortable silence. "Kim Taehyung! I did not raise you to let disrespectful questions like that to fall out of your mouth!" My mother scolded me , but I didn't care. If her new boyfriend was Jimin's stalkers brother, I don't think I can live knowing my mother was dating him.

He chuckled awkwardly. "Yeah, I guess so. Honestly, I'm disgusted by my brothers liking in men. It's weird." He says. "What's so bad about being gay?" I ask suddenly feeling mad. 

My mother shoots me a look but I hold my ground. I stand up staring straight into Jongdae's eyes. "What's wrong with being gay?" I ask again. "Taehyung, I know how I raised you. You know how wrong that is so sit yourself down! Since when have you cared so much about f*****s like them anyways?" My eyes widened.

She really just called them that. "They're not f*****s! They've been through way to much to still be confident in their sexuality. Everyone has a heart no matter who you love. If you can't see that all people are beautiful, than you must be blind. Park Jimin is not a f*****. He never has been and he never will be." I say proudly.

Slap.

I held my hand on my cheek. "I should've known that boy was up to no good. He's messing with your brain Taehyung. Can't you see? I just want the best for you. Stay away from Park Jimin. Don't let him talk to you again unless you want to end up on the streets." I looked at her and felt my blood boiling.

"Fuck you."

I walk into my room slamming the door behind me. I lept onto my bed and cried. Did I really like Jimin? I mean technically, Jimin was with Jungkook, though. Doesn't that mean Jimin was cheating on Jungkook when he kissed me? Or when he kisses me?

I winced my eyes. How could I not control myself like that? Jimin was my bestfriend. I didn't want to lose him just because I didn't know if I was gay or not. I dug my face into my pillow and cried. I cried until I fell asleep. 

I woke up the next morning. It was a Saturday. Normally, I would see if Jimin wanted to hang out, but considering I didn't want to lead him on, I decided it would be better if I kept my distance. 

I groaned and stretched a bit crawling out of my bed. Unfortunately, I fell on the floor. I dragged my feet as I carried myself to the kitchen grabbing a banana and yogurt before plopping myself on the couch. I turned on the news. 

"South Korea's biggest mafia leader found dead." I dropped my already open yogurt spilling it on the couch and on the floor. My blood was drained from my face.

It couldn't be. How could someone kill my dad? I clicked the TV off trying to console myself. I ran back into my room without cleaning the yogurt mess I made. I curled up into a ball shaking and crying.

Why couldn't anything in my life go right? I sat upright grabbing a box of tissues to wipe my tears. I opened my phone and tried to use social media to distract me. I open instagram and find selfie's of Jimin and Jungkook together.

The thought of them together right now hurt me a lot. I threw my phone on the floor not wanting to see the pictures anymore. 

I closed my eyes and fell asleep dreaming of a world where Jimin and I could be together without pain and without confusion.