(Warnings: Suicide attempt, mention of self harm and depression. Please do not read/read with caution if these are sensitive subjects for you.)
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(No POV)
Jimin needed to tell him.
It's not going to be like all the other times when he says he will and then backs out of it like a coward.
He had to do this.
It was a Sunday and that meant that they closed earlier than normal. Which meant that if things went badly, he could actually storm off and leave Suga to close up the shop.
It'd be the least he could do, anyways.
Suga walks through the door, smiling brightly. He's never seen him this happy before, and it's conflicting.
On one hand, Jimin wants nothing more than to see him smile.
On the other hand... he wants to be the reason that he smiles.
"Suga...you're really late today. There's almost no point in you coming in."
"I know, and I'm really sorry. I just got caught up with stuff." he sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. Pissed at him or not, it's hard to not find him attractive at this very moment.
"What sort of stuff?"
"Well I was out late wth Hoseok and I got home late and-"
Hoseok. Always him. It's so hard to not despise him him when Suga is in love with him, but it's hard to hate him when he makes the one person he cares about smile.
"You fucked him, right?" he shrugs, trying to stay composed. On the inside, he's barely keeping it together.
Think about it: he comes in really late to work after going out with someone and well...it's plausible.
"What?" Suga splutters, blushing. "I didn't fuck anyone! I was going to say that we talked for ages and lost track of time so I got home late and-"
"No offence but I don't really give a shit about how late you got home. It doesn't really change much." Jimin half snaps.
He's bitter and jealous, and he'd have said worse if it weren't for the look that Suga was sending his way.
There's an irrational voice in his head that urges him to start a fight, but the responsible adult side of him says to try to not be selfish and be polite.
Surprisingly, the responsible side wins
"So...what did you guys talk about?"
"Just... stuff." he says, looking down at his feet and smiling to himself. So not being a dick was a lost cause, then.
He wishes that he'd started a fight now.
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