Certain

.5

Yoongi's P.O.V.

      Jimin and I run back to the place where we were being held hostage. Hoseok greets us at the entrance. "Did you do it?"
We both nod and walk inside.  "You two better take damn a shower before stepping into my kitchen."
      I couldn't see where the voice was coming from, but I knew it was him.
      "Jinnie!" I yelled to really who ever could hear me. "Yeah He came while you guys were gone. He said he wanted to talk to you and he's not putting up with our shit." Hoseok said, annoyed.
      Me and Jimin walk to our room.

Jin's P.O.V.

"Taehyung, why is Jimin here?"
He sighs. "Because he's connected to Yoongi. It's something with their dreams and I need to find out more about it."
"So you just kidnap him for your own personal benefit?" I'm practically yelling.
"Obviously."
I finish preparing a plate of food for Taehyung and throw it down onto the table in front of him. "Make sure Namjoon doesn't know I'm here."

I left because of him. He hurt me, deeply and he thought I would forget. It was fine though, got sick of his lifestyle and wanted to leave for years. I cleared my records and put everything behind me. I made good friends with my neighbor, Jungkook, and we opened a bakery together. Jimin was a regular costumer. We met when I was covering a shift for one of the cashiers and instantly formed a friendship. Jungkook was the only one who even vaguely knew of my past and he wasn't fazed by it. So, when I told him I needed to see an old friend, he didn't mind.

Yoongi's P.O.V.

"You can use the bathroom in here. I'll use the one down the hall," I tell Jimin. He nods.
Just as I'm about to leave the room, jimin grabs my wrist and pulls me back. "Yoongi, before you leave..." I nod, telling him to continue. "... You might think I'm absolutely crazy, but do you... um..." He pauses, takes a deep breath.
"Yoongi, do you remember what I told you?" My eyes widen. Is he referring to the dream? No, he can't be.
"What are you referring to?" I ask.
He sighs, "I knew it was stupid. Neverm—"
I interrupt him. "That you love me?" He blushes deeply and looks at his feet. How is this possible?
      "I guess my theory was correct...."
      Nothing made sense to me after that.

Jimin's P.O.V.

      It was embarrassing. I was kind of hoping that I was crazy. Why did I say that? I'm so stupid.
      "I could've sworn I heard you say 'I'm not gay' a few days ago. Are you sexually confused?" He pokes at me.
"No, I just said the first thing that came to my mind. I'm not actually g-"
He interrupts me again. "You sounded pretty sincere. And you're blushing. You can't tell me that you aren't gay."
"Yoongi, can we not talk about this?"
"We'll have to talk about it eventually, Jiminie." I shake my head. "Well, I at least hope we can be friends," and he leaves.
      I'm now alone in the room that's almost completely empty. I go to the bathroom and lock the door. I take a shower, washing off all of the blood that got on me. I feel so bad for that man. What could he have done to warrant being murdered? I hoped he deserved it.

      After drying off, and getting dressed in the same clothes, I walk out of the room into the kitchen. Yoongi was already there.  He was sitting in a chair and I sat next to him. Jin places a plate of food and chopsticks in front of each of us. Wait-
      "Jin? What are you doing here?"
      " I'm making sure you two get a good meal, at least once. I won't be here for long, though." Oh I smile.
      "He's really here for Min Yoongi, though." Hoseok adds.
   "You know him?" I ask. Jin smiles, "Quite well, actually," and Yoongi rolls his eyes.

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