Superheroes - 슈퍼 히어로 | BTS Fanfiction | Yoonmin

| Chapter 38 | 'We're all going to a photoshoot!'

"Are you responsible for the state my son has been in for the past week, Min?"

Yoongi was at a loss. Once again, Namjoon looked like he was about to beat Yoongi to a pulp - though this time it was Yoongi and not Zangling who was the intended victim - and Jin had abandoned him to the other's not so nice attentions.

In the corner of his eyes, Jimin blushed bright red and stared desperately at the doorway Jin had departed through. He would have been amused if he didn't have to figure out how to deal with an angry Namjoon without hurting him, being hurt himself or using powers which he wasn't supposed to have.

The only hope he had to avoid fighting the other - which would undoubtedly destroy any chances of friendship between them - was to submit and, he acknowledged the truth for once, to stop running away from Jimin. That was the only way that everybody would stop hurting so much.

He bowed deeply, resolutely staring at a particular spot on the floor. "Yes, I am," he admitted. "In part, it is the continued absence of my superior, Zangling-ssi, but I know that... that I have contributed significantly to his hurt."

Looking like he wanted to punch the aquarette, Namjoon narrowed his eyes. "Well, tell your boss that both of you need to apologise and stop pulling this bullshit!"

Jimin squeaked, drawing Namjoon's attention. The other frowned apologetically and calmed himself. "Sorry Jiminie," he said. His gaze turned back onto Yoongi, forbidding and angry. "Get your crap together."

And that was that. Despite the fact that both were unharmed, Yoongi was beginning to think that maybe getting beaten up was the better option. If he felt guilty before, he was trebly so now. Namjoon's protectiveness had become more and more evident, but it was only now that he put all the thoughts he'd overheard together.

Namjoon had suspected that something like this might happen for a long while, and Yoongi had made true his suspicions.

Just as Jimin's father turned away and ignored Yoongi completely, Jin came back in, carrying Jimin's bag and taking a call on his phone. Jimin sighed obviously, his shoulders losing their tenseness.

'Maybe he needs to visit his therapist again...' Namjoon's thought echoed in his mind. He blinked almost dazedly. It wasn't so much the sudden thought that was surprising. It was the 'again' that was. The aquarette glanced at Namjoon out the corner of his eyes. Why did Jimin need a therapist?

He remembered the strange behaviour of the members earlier, but he hadn't been able to read Taekook and Hoseok's mind. For some reason, Jimin's total mental silence had spread to the other three. He hadn't gotten much information out of the orangehead's appas either. Jin's mind was naturally guarded, so much so that only a very few thoughts escaped him, and his defences were intricate and artful. It awed Yoongi because it didn't seem to be conscious.

As for Namjoon. Well. Jimin was able to think three or four different things at a time if he tried, but Namjoon was always thinking about ten at any one time. Listening to his thoughts was exhausting, even more so when he only thought one thing, as it felt like all his mental energy was accumulated into one, singular line of thought. Thus, he really didn't want to focus on his thoughts, as he would only get a headache and a lot of questions about philosophy and politics - more than he already had - instead of answers to his questions.

He was jolted from his thoughts when Jimin stared at Namjoon defiantly, who in return pout and stared back. Jin gave them both a light wack over the head, rolling his eyes as he attended his call. "You want my husband, my son and his friend to join me for a photoshoot? How do you know about Min Yoongi-yah?"

The other three turned to stare at him. Jin smiled at them, gestured for silence, and continued the call. "Tomorrow at ten? Jimin-ah and his friend have school then, Im-seonsaengnim."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow when Jimin almost vibrated with excitement. Clearly, these photoshoots were special in some way. He relaxed a little more when Jin and Namjoon gave their son affectionate looks. His pure grin and sparkling eyes were rather charming and even a little contagious.

A few moments later, the phone call ended. Yoongi froze when Jin whipped around to face him, but relaxed when he saw Jin's usual amiable smile. "Would you like to join our photoshoot tomorrow?"

Yoongi glanced at Jimin, who nodded hesitantly. Thus give permission, he responded carefully, "If that is acceptable to all of you."

"It's decided then," Jin stated authoritatively. "We're all going to a photoshoot!"