The Truth

Chapter 10

"Yoongi." Taehyung mutters as he looks at Yoongi with pure blissful end eyes. Yoongi turns around with raised eyebrows.

"Hmm?"

"Would you maybe want to dance?" Taehyung mutters as he took Yoongi's hand in front of the crowd.

Yoongi, well Yoongi was looking for someone, expecting that it was someone who called out his name asking for a dance. He was a little disappointed.

He looked around, left and right, and still, no sign of him. He sighed and accepted the dance.

"Gusto kitang isayaw ng mabagal~" the sweet melody of the singer occupied the whole place. Students were dancing, slowly to the beat.

Taehyung wraps his hands around Yoongi's waist, as Yoongi wrapped his on his neck. "So? Where's your date?" Taehyung asks swaying Yoongi left and right.

"I don't have a date."

"Jimin didn't ask you? Wow, still a coward as usual hahaha."

"Why would he ask me?"

"Cause he likes you?"

Yoongi scoffs and rolls his eyes. "I highly doubt that's true. And he's not gay for pete's sake." Taehyung chuckles at his response. They were both so naive.

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The virtual meeting was done, finally, Jimin signs in relief as he closes his laptop. Yes, he attended the meeting inside the hot warm tent. He can't complain, it was a meeting, Bang-PD was kind enough to make a virtual meeting because Jimin isn't in Korea.

He quickly dressed up and hopefully wasn't late for the small event in the bar. They hired Daniel Padilla, a very famous actor and singer in the Philippines, to sing in Pagudpud for just this night. Jimin wanted it to be special, of course, it was his last year.

As he got inside, his eyes looked for Yoongi. He didn't know why but he misses the older: his warmth, his skin, his sassiness, his voice.

And then he was there, he spotted him, dancing with another man. The man who once betrayed him, left him, tore him into pieces.

Jimin chuckles in disbelief. He wasn't sure why he was hurting, he wasn't sure why he was in pain looking at Yoongi dancing with another, when it could've been HIM.

He clenches his fists and jaw as he controlled his self. He wanted to punch Taehyung, he wanted to mark that boy with bruises and stitches.

But just like he did back then, he didn't fight. Instead, he ignored his pain and agony. Just like what he did before.

He walked towards the bartender. "One shot of tequila, please." He says and paused, thinking. "No, make that a bottle, please." He added. He spoke in English since the bartender wasn't korean nor literate in the korean language. So he had to speak English.

The bartender widens his eyes. "Are you sure, sir?" Jimin nods and smiles bitterly, agony taking over his body.

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"WHO LET THE DOGS OUT, WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF!" The crowd went wild as the whole bar was filled with laughter, shouts, and cheers.

"JIMIN! JIMIN! JIMIN!" The students chanted as Jimin again showed his moves to everyone. He rips his shirt, showing his tattoos and abs.

Yoongi spotted him dancing wreck less. He eyes the girls dancing around Jimin, brushing their breasts over his body. "What the fuck?" He muttered under his breath.

He went to the younger and grabbed him by the shoulder. "That's enough, Jimin-ah." He says as the students 'booed' him but he ignored them and still grabbed the younger on the arms and pulled him outside the bar.

"What the fuck was that, Jimin?" Yoongi says as he grabbed Jimin's arms and wrapped it around his neck so that he can carry him.

"Let me goooo!" He whined

"I swear to god. You sound like a teenager when you get drunk!" Yoongi shouts as he took deep breaths. "Calm down, Yoongi. Only a few steps until the tent." He says to himself.

Yoongi threw Jimin's body inside the tent as he rested himself. "So fucking heavy, man." Yoongi stands up and was about to exit the tent to get some fresh air but Jimin pulled him, hugging him tight.

"Cuddles."

"Are you insane?"

"Please? J-Just this once." Jimin says, still hugging the older one. He looks at his cat-like eyes, down to his lips. The night was cold, yet so bright since it was a super full moon. The moon's rays got itself in because of the open window in their tent, and was hitting Yoongi's face perfectly.

"You can't hate me, baby. You-You just can't." He adds as he looks at the older's lips again, bringing his face closer.

Yoongi widens his eyes at his words and gesture. "S-stop-" Jimin shut him up with his lips, taking the older's chin to open Yoongi's mouth. He puts his wet tongue as Yoongi tasted the bittersweet alcohol from him.

It was a hot, no, messy is the word. It was a messy kiss. Sloppy and wet sounds echoed the small tent. Jimin trailed his hands to Yoongi's small waist as he made his way to Yoongi's butt squeezing it. The older let out a moan. "J-Jimin..."