Superheroes - 슈퍼 히어로 | BTS Fanfiction | Yoonmin

| Chapter 15 | 'You have a pen pal? That's so old fashioned.'

When Jimin came to late in the evening, it took him a while to remember what had happened. As he gained consciousness, the memories came back to him, making him colour rapidly.

"AGH! SO EMBARRASSING!" he yelled, only realising his mistake when his appa opened the door a few seconds later, an insufferable smirk on his face. "What?" he pouted.

A laugh came from the corridor as Jin pushed past Namjoon and pinched his cheeks. "We were waiting for you to wake up. Jimin, what happened?" he asked, his tone becoming serious.

Jimin stared between his appas, conflicted. Should he tell them? Conceal it from them? It wasn't his secret to reveal, but then again, he didn't know who Zangling was, so was it, in actuality, a secret? He didn't know at that point.

Namjoon, seeing he was about to crack, shrugged and patted his shoulder. "You don't have to say anything, but we are concerned for you."

Jimin pouted. Namjoon-appa was very predictable. He cared, but he was very nosy and liked to pretend he wasn't. Despite knowing that his appa was using underhanded ways - guilt-tripping - to get him to confess, didn't have it in him to keep anything from his appas. He figured he would have said something in the next couple of weeks anyway.

"The thing is... I sort of know Zangling..." he muttered. Jin ushered him over to sit on the bed, while Namjoon stared uncomprehendingly for a moment and almost knocked all of his books off his desk. Jin pulled him over to the bed before he could almost break anything else.

Namjoon calmed down and thought for a while. Jin tilted his head. "Is this why you were depressed? Did something happen, Chim Chim?"

Jimin slouched into his appa's side. "No, not really."

"Oh, so nothing happened?" Jin nodded knowingly. "You were sad that he didn't visit, weren't you?"

Jimin gaped. "How do you know that?"

Namjoon snickered, but gulped and looked away when Jin shot him a glare. "Because that's what relationships are like sometimes."

Jimin stayed silent and sighed. Namjoon, his nosiness senses tingling, narrowed his eyes slightly. "Is there something else on your mind?"

Nodding, Jimin started slowly. "It was so hard to Zangling a secret. I didn't like it - I don't like it," he said, gaining confidence. "I don't want to keep a secret. It's too stressful."

Jin hugged the orange head affectionately. "Aww, Chim Chim. You don't have to worry about that. Joonie and I are here for you, aren't we?" He glanced dangerously at Namjoon signalling for him to help comfort Jimin.

Namjoon put his hand on Jimin's shoulder and offered a genuine smile instead of his usual smirk. "We are," he agreed warmly. He didn't say it, but Jimin could see it in his eyes. 'I'm here for you, even if I don't seem like it.'

Jimin smiled a little tearfully as his appas supported him, differently, but for the same purpose. A few minutes later, they separated. Jin smiled fondly and said, "What do you two think about a special Jin-appa edition dinner?"

Namjoon bolted up, quickly followed by Jimin. "Yes!" Namjoon shouted.

"Please," Jimin added on sheepishly. Jin and Namjoon giggled together at the adorable image the orange head created.

"Then I'll make a nice curry and rice dish tonight," he said. "A special recipe from my pen pal in Japan."

Namjoon gave him a look. "You have a pen pal?" he said. "That's so old fashioned."

Jin glared and rolled his eyes. "I email them, alright? Is that better!?"

"Email? That is- "

"So old fashioned, I get it. Ugh."

Jimin grinned and giggled as his appas argued like an old married couple. Hearing his giggle, the two stopped bickering to look at Jimin and 'aww'ed simultaneously.

Jimin blushed, but smiled.