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Oh yeah! I forgot to answer the one question I know all of you have been dying to know.
I passed my test!
Amazing, I know right.
I had been studying so hard for it and I passed it!
You didn't care?
Damn..
Well guess what, no one else did either.
Anyways, back to the story.
I know you're absolutely dying to know what happened next.. ••• "You're literally the stupidest person I've ever met." Jin huffs.
All we can do is agree as we watch Namjoon shove breadsticks up his nose.
"You love me though." He grins as he moves them back and forth, acting as if he were a walrus.
"He's not the brightest which is funny because he's the smartest out of all of us." Hoseok laughs as he slings his arm around my shoulder, pulling me along with him.
I glance back over at Namjoon only to see Jin pull the food from his nose and smack him upside the head.
"Are they always like that?" I ask.
"They sure are. That's why I love them." Hoseok grins.
I could see how happy he was whenever he spoke about them.
I'm guessing they really were Hoseok's closest friends.
He's really lucky to have such cool people who care about him.
"What are you thinking about?" Hoseok's voice echos in my ears as the four of us walk to our next class.
"I'm just envious I guess.." I say.
"Of What?" Hoseok asks, eyebrows raised.
"It's just that you guys are so openly gay and you don't care what others think. All my life I've been so concerned about everyone else and what they've thought of me."
That was 100% the truth.
"Well don't worry about that anymore. We're all friends and we won't let you think like that again. Just be yourself. You're at your best when you're that way." ••• Hoseok would always say that to me.
He would make me feel as if being myself was the right thing to do.
I wanted so badly to believe him but being myself is what got me into this giant mess to begin with.
So of course I was always skeptical about it.
My crime was in fact, being myself. ••• "Okay class, start your test!" My professor calls out later that day.
I was ready for this, I always was.
"Still eager to take tests I see." I hear a very familiar whisper.
I turn my head only to see Taehyung smiling over at me.
It wasn't just any smile though, it was a nervous one.
A smile as if to say,
"I know the way we left things was bad but I want to be friends again"
That kind of smile.
I simply nod then turn my head towards my paper.
When Taehyung doesn't say anything else I lift up my pencil and start my test.
Maybe you're thinking that I aced that test too but you're wrong.
The entire test I was more focused on Taehyung and why he was seated beside me.
Hadn't I hurt him? Didn't he hate me? Why was he here?
Of course it was only natural for me to have these kinds of questions.
I got a 79%.
A fucking C plus.
I had never felt so salty in my entire life.
Sorry to ramble on, I'll get back to the story. ••• After the tests were collected I turned my head to look at my best friend since practically birth.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were pissed at me?" I ask, not even bothering to look him in the eyes.
Which was something I usually always did.
"Of course I was pissed. My best friend of all these years couldn't even trust me enough to tell me he was gay." Taehyung says, punching me in the arm.
I shiver at the pain.
Not from his fist, but from his words.
It would hurt anyone to hear their best friend say that to them.
That's what relationships are built on after all.
Trust.
"I do trust you." I had said and it was the truth.
"Then why didn't you tell me?!" Taehyung asks, hurt in his voice.
"I was just afraid I guess.."
"Of what? I'm your best friend, Jimin. I'm gay too for crying out loud!" Taehyung said.
"I know that.."
I couldn't even bring myself to look him in the eye.
"Then why?"
When I didn't answer, he asked the question I was afraid of hearing this whole time.
"Was it because you were in love with Jungkook, too."
