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thirty-eight.

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     jimin wakes up to a phone call. he groans, stiesrand reaches out for be side table and picks it up only to get yelled at.

     taehyung is furious. "open the fucking door! i've been here since forever, worried as suck and you're sleeping you bitch," he yells, makes jimin flinch.

     "i.. i'll come in a second," jimin mumbles, his voice still carrying his sleepiness. he keeps the phone on the bed and walk down to the door.

     when he opens the door taehyung latches at him, grabs his t-shirt and shouts, "you didn't call me after what happened yesterday! what if yoongi hyung would not have been there to help? what if your drink ass boyfriend had got you killed when he drove? do you have any idea how worried i wa―"

     "tae," jimin whispers, soft as his hands hold younger's arms in a gentle touch. it makes taehyung weak and calm. "i'm fine. yoongi hyung was there and even if he wasn't i would have not come with a drunk jungkook."

     taehyung sighs, hugs the older. he hates how he gets so worried about jimin whenever he's with jungkook. he cannot trust the boy and that's when he decides, "i need to talk to jungkook."

     jimin looks up, smiles as he tilts his head. "hm so that iconic best friend meets boyfriend to tell him to not hurt my boy or he'll be dead?" jimin raises his brow and taehyung laughs, nods. he drags taehyung into the house and they sit on the couch.

     "definitely. only that i will actually kill him if he hurts you." taehyung smirks, cocky and tease.

     jimin giggles, hits younger in the chest. but then a part of night flashes before his eyes. "jackson," he mutters and taehyung's ears perk up, head snapping down at jimin's height. "i saw jungkook and him talking."

     taehyung frowns, "how come?"

     "i don't know. jungkook is an idol, about to debut maybe he had some connections since he dances too." jimin shrugs, he's voice sounds uncomfortable and taehyung knows.

     "you cried, didn't you?" he smiles, sad and worried as he pulls jimin's head to his chest. he feels jimin nod and it hurts him. "did he try talking to you?"

     "it was a casual talk. not the serious one. it's fine," jimin says, sighs. taehyung feels it.

     "i know sometimes you don't want to see me, sometimes you hate me, but please when you're in trouble tell me right away okay?" taehyung says, pleads.

     "i'm sorry." jimin pushes taehyung chest to look at him. "i'm sorry that such a dumb incident has made me weak. sometimes when i think about it, it's not such a big deal but every time i've tried to dance after that, it takes me back to the day."

     "no jimin. i'm sorry i was a pathetic boyfriend. jackson.. he triggered me every time and y'know what he did that day. and i know your fear of falling in love, i know you and will never let anything hurt you now." taehyung keeps his forehead on older's shoulder, whimpers slightly. it's hard for him too.

     "i love you tae," jimin mumbles, keeps his hand on taehyung head, caresses him.

     "i know, i love you too." taehyung says, only in a different way than jimin did.

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     a/n: does something click? more theories?