“Taehyung! Stop!” Jimin held his tongue until they were through the door of their apartment because their neighbors complained about them enough without causing a scene on their doorstep. He wasn’t too sure what just happened but he knew his best friend had just ruined his chance at finally explaining himself to Yoongi. His emotions were a whirlwind as he slid down the counter in the kitchen and held his head in his hands.

    “Don’t you dare get mad at me. That was the guy who gave up your entire friendship just because he found out you liked him! You don’t need someone who is okay with abandoning you. I’ve seen you mope around for months and just because he happens to see you looking great doesn’t mean he can play with your heart like that! You couldn’t even tell me everything that happened that night you were so torn up!”

    “And don’t you think that you should’ve asked for the full story before ruining my chances?” Jimin was furious at everything by this point. He was hurt that Tae would do something like that, mad he didn’t even ask for the full story, happy because he finally got to see Yoongi, and heartbroken because he was so close to finally getting Yoongi back before it was ripped away from him. “You even made Yoongi think we were together!”

    “You weren’t the one who had to deal with yourself all this time. I want my bestfriend back and if making you finally give up on him takes a kiss then yeah, I’m going to kiss you. He deserves to rot in hell.” Taehyung was standing at Jimin’s feet and looking down at him with a pleased expression. It was enough to make Jimin snap. He lunged forward, wrapping his arms around Taehyung’s knees, effectively knocking them both flat on the ground. The two had never physically fought before.

    Sure, Jimin had a bit of a temper and living with a man who had the brain of a thirteen year old who knew too much about would set him off at times but it had never escalated to this point. Taehyung would pack up and leave for the night and then sweet talk himself back into Jimin’s good graces by making breakfast or taking him to the arcade where they could both have fun. When Jimin actually managed to piss Taehyung off at him it would usually blow over if he offered the phone number of a cute boy or snuggled with him on the couch after consenting to watch a horror film. Tae found them hilarious but Jimin always needed to hide his face or hold his ears throughout at least a quarter of it.

    Jimin was stronger than Taehung by a long shot. Years of dance had given him muscles that Tae lacked. Usually he was self conscious of the fact his calves and thighs were so large but at the moment he felt powerful. He forced Tae’s hands over his head and used his knees to press into the younger’s thighs, trapping him in place on his back.

    “I was the one who ran Tae. I didn’t mean to confess and was just talking to his roommate when Yoongi overheard. He tried for over a month to contact me and I ignored all of his advances. By the time the calls stopped, I was too embarrassed to make the first move and try and explain everything. When he saw me cry in the store he held me until I was done and then offered me tissues and a chance to finally explain myself. This is the guy who never does anything out of his way if he can help it. He’s never even been in a relationship before because he was scared people would expect too much of him and he wasn’t willing to change his habits for a girl who was just going to never be happy with the way he was.” Jimin was so caught up in explaining things and seeing flashes of better times spent with Yoongi he didn’t notice Taehyung beginning to tremble beneath him until he heard a whimper.

    He looked down and Taehyung’s eyes were clenched shut and his breathing had escalated to an unhealthy amount. Oh . Jimin scrambled off of him and pushed himself towards the bathroom, trying to propel his limbs in a way that let him stand up yet get to his destination as fast as possible. He wrenched open the medicine cabinet and grabbed the red inhaler, knocking over a few bottles of expired pills in his rush to get back to his struggling friend.

    Taehyung had already curled up into a ball and was crying on top of hyperventilating. It had been over a year since his friend had an anxiety attack this bad and it was his fault. He worked through the motions stiffly, pushing Taehyung up into a sitting position that mirrored his own earlier. He folded Tae’s knees up to his chest and gave him a few puffs on the inhaler, whispering an apology over and over before letting his head rest between his legs and counting up and down in a breathing pattern for Taehyung to follow. There wasn’t much else anyone could do until Taehyung naturally snapped out of it besides being there for him.

    Guilt ate at his insides, anger completely dissipated as he watched Taehyung struggle to regain his surroundings. Once Taehyung’s breathing normalized, it only took a few minutes before he was leaning his head back to hit the counter with a thunk. He was drenched in sweat and he opened his mouth but couldn’t seem to form any words. Jimin stood up and grabbed a glass before filling it up and handing it off. He also pulled the towel from the hook on the front of the stove and wrapped up a few pieces of ice from the freezer in it before pressing it to Tae’s face while he drank. It wasn’t much but it would ensure the younger would cool down and got the sweat away from his eyes. Even though Taehyung was overheated, the actual temperature in the house was very low and Jimin didn’t want him to get sick on top of dealing with the panic attack.

    They both fell asleep on the floor that night, Jimin catering to Taehyung’s every need and whispering the sweet nothings he needed to hear. Not a word was spoken from Taehyung’s side but he would hold out his glass every time he needed a refill and when Jimin’s eyes began to droop, sleep finally catching up with his exhausting day, Taehyung pulled him into his embrace. It was a weak hold but it showed Jimin he was forgiven before he dropped into a dreamless sleep soon followed by Taehyung.