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Here's the next chapter.

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Jimin

We called Jin to unlock the door. He did and we fled into the bathroom not telling Jin and Hoseok what was going on. We wanted to just be for ourselves for a while.

We showered together and Yoongi applied showergel for me and massaged my back a little. It felt really good and I couldn’t get enough of his soft touch. He then turned me around to face him. While our hair got soaked we just looked into each other’s eyes. Yoongi interwined our fingers and smiled. I couldn’t help but smile, too. I felt so loved in that moment.

Yoongi

After we had fled back to his room I lay down on his bed and opened my arms. He lay down next to me and used my arm as a pillow. He then turned sideward to face me.

“Shall I call you ‘Yeobo’ from now on?” I said and laughed.

“God, please not.”

“Then how about ‘Paboya’”

“Yah!”

“Jiminnie-Pabo~ Saranghae yo~” I started to sing to a random melody. Jimin playfully hit me on the chest, but laughed, too.

“That’s not special enough. Everyone calls me that.”

I turned sideward and caressed his cheek.

“You’re right, it’s not special enough.”

My fingers slightly touched his lips. Jimin came closer and I pulled him into a tender kiss. It felt so good to be able to kiss him whenever I’d want to…Well, expect for in public.

Softly I took in his lower lip. Jimin sighed into the kiss. We parted and smiled at each other.

“Jimin…let’s tell the members. I don’t want to hide this anymore from them.”

Jimin nodded slowly. I looked at the clock and pulled myself up to sit. I took his hand, got up and pulled him with me. We left the room and were immediately welcomed by Jin and Hoseok’s curious gazes. The rest of the members were distributed in the living room. While still holding Jimin’s hand I tried to get their attention.

“Guys!” I called. “Please gather for a moment.”

One after another they approached us and I could see some confusion in their eyes, probably, because I was holding Jimin’s hand.

When they had all gathered I took a deep breath to prepare myself. Jimin my hand and it gave me courage.

“Jimin and I we have to tell you something.”

I took a short glance at him.

“We love each other…We’re a couple, now.”

I looked at Jimin who was flushing red, because I was afraid to look at the others’ faces. I wanted to keep talking, but my mouth didn’t move. So, Jimin spoke up.

“You might be shocked, now, but p-please accept us. We’re still the same persons we’re still your friends.”

Now I dared to look at their faces. Jin pulled Jimin into a hug.

“Of course you are.” he said. Namjoon looked really surprised.

“I thought you were heteroual, because I know that you had some girlfriends.” he said. I laughed.

“I thought so, too, but this kid kind of messed up my heart.” I said and awkwardly scratched my neck, because I was embarrassed. Jungkook looked quite perplexed and shocked.

“Are you gonna make it public?” he asked.

“No, of course not. It’d be too much of a risk for the career of us all and…you know, Korean People still aren’t the most tolerant ones.”

“What about manager hyung?”

I locked eyes with Jimin.

“We’ll think about it.”

Jungkook suddenly just went into his room. Jimin looked as if he was going to start crying. Hoseok hugged him now, too.

“Hey, don’t worry. Jungkook’s just shocked. He’s the youngest, he’s probably morally confused. Give him some time.”

Jimin nodded, but still looked a little sad. I his hair. Then I looked at Taehyung who had been quiet the whole time.

“Taehyung?” I asked. He looked at me.

“What about you? What do you think?”

“I’m okay with it. I think it’s cool.” he said, while giving me a thumbs up and flashed a bright smile. But something was off. I wasn’t sure whether it was a sincere smile and started to worry about that.

Jimin

When everyone got back to what he was doing before I went into my room to try to talk to Jungkook. I entered the room and saw him lying on his bed. He was playing with a ball in his hands and was staring at the ceiling. He didn’t look up when I closed the door behind me. I hated the atmosphere. I lay down on my bed that was still slightly smelling of Yoongi and his shampoo. After a minute of silence Jungkook asked:

“Are you gonna move to Yoongi’s room?”

I hadn’t even thought about that, yet.

“Uhm…I don’t know…but I don’t think that’s necessary.”

He remained silent. Then suddenly a thought crossed my mind.

“Do you…want me to move?”

He still remained silent. Then he suddenly turned to face the wall.

“I don’t care. Do what you want.”

And our conversation was over.