Jimin stopped walking, looking up and staring at the building in front of him. He sighed, “Do you really hate me this much?” He said, to no one in particular. He walked through the gates. He dragged his suitcase behind him. When he started walking through the building that he was going to spend his next 4 years in, someone ran past him, bumping him hard on the shoulder, with the unexpected impact, he fell on the ground with a thump. “. That hurts.”

 

“I’m sorry!” The person that bumped into him stopped running, and reaching his hand out so Jimin can stand up. “I wasn’t looking!”

 

“Obviously you weren't” Jimin scoffed. He dusted himself off. He was about to walk off with his suitcase in hand.

 

“Oh! Are you a new student?” The guy said, jumping all around him. Obviously forgetting his intention when he ran past Jimin. “What’s your room number?!”

 

“None of your business. Don’t you have somewhere to go, or did you ran over me with no purpose?” Jimin said, coldly. He kept walking into the building. He had a mission, getting through school without making any friends.

 

“Oh! ! I’m going to be late for my date!” The guy said, jumping up with wide eyes, before running in the direction he was running before. “See you later, new kid!!”

 

“Hope I don’t see you ever again.” Jimin huffed. Although the guy was not in earshot distance to hear this. He carried on walking to the dorm building, when he arrived at the front door, he sighed in relief that no one else had approached him. Of course he spoke to early, when he opened the door he was greeted with another too bright guy.

 

“Hey! Hey! Are you the new student?! We don’t get new students often! I swear the school is too picky.” The overly bright guy said. He was so bright, that Jimin winced when he saw him.

 

“Yeah, I’m the new student.. Now if you excuse me, I need to get to my room.” Jimin said, continuing his journey to his room.

 

“What room are you in? Did you know that everyone get their own room? Not all schools have that!” The guy said, just like the first guy, jumped all around him. He sighed in annoyance.

 

“I did read the brochure. Now, can you please excuse me. I would like to get settled down and explore the campus so I don’t get lost tomorrow.” Jimin said, carrying his suitcase up the staircase. The dorm, didn’t look like a normal dorm. It looked more like a palace. Jimin would be lying if he said, he was impressed when he walked into the lobby of the said dorm. It was bright, clean, and well-kept. There was one set of stairs that was located in the middle of the room, you could see the other floors if you look up. He counted the floors, 8 floors.

 

He tapped on his phone for a while when he reached the 1st floor after the lobby. He was on the third floor, a sigh passed his lips when he saw that he still have 2 flights of stairs to go. “Need help?” Someone said, in front of him.

 

Jimin sighed again. “I guess I could use some help.” He thought. He forced a smile on his face, “Yeah, thanks.”

 

“No problem. What floor are you on?” The guys said, ruffling his hair.

 

“Third.” Jimin said, nodding his head. When that was said, the guy carried the suitcase with two hands, walking off to the third floor already, leaving Jimin standing there surprised.

 

“There you go. My name is Namjoon. Kim Namjoon. What’s your’s, cutie?” Namjoon said, giving Jimin a huge smile.

 

Jimin blushed, slightly. “Jimin. Park Jimin. Thanks.” Jimin bowed, before taking off again. He took a look at his phone again, checking his room number. 215. Jimin walked around the hallways, after he checked 14 other rooms, he found his room. Jimin took the pass that was attached to his phone and scanned it. The room opened.

 

Entering the room, he noticed that there was a desk, an office chair, a wardrobe closet, a single bed, next to the bed was a small table. When he walked in the room, he noticed that there was another door next to the one that was still opened. He closed the door, then opened the newly found door, it was a bathroom. He closed the door when he realized that it was a bathroom. He dragged his suitcase into the room, settling down on the bed. He started unpacking, he had most of his things settled in their spots when a small knock was heard.

 

Jimin frowned, he didn’t know anyone in the school yet, who could it be. He walked to the door, and opened it. “Heyyyy! Jimin. So, I thought that you might want a tour through the school, and I have nothing to do today, since my boyfriend left me for his duties.” Namjoon said, smiling widely at him.

 

“Sure.” Jimin smiled back, of course the only normal guy that he met so far was taken. He went back in to take his phone and wallet before going back to the door, he closed the door before falling in step with Namjoon. “Who's your boyfriend?” Jimin asked, he was curious.

 

“Seokjin~” Namjoon said, dreamily. Jimin winced, okay forget about the fact that he thought he was normal. He was weird too. “You will see him a lot. He is the student body president.”

 

“Okay.” Jimin said, “What’s your major?”

 

“Composing. What about you?” Namjoon asked.

 

“Business.” Jimin answered with a sigh.

 

“Business? Are you sure? It doesn’t sound like you at all.” Namjoon said, scanning Jimin from head to toe. “I might not know you, but you look more like a dancer or something. I mean who from the business major, wears joggers and a loose shirt? And even a snapback to go along with that?”

 

“I wanted to be an arts major.” Jimin mumbled, looking at the sky again. Though Namjoon didn’t hear. He was humming a tone, while walking carelessly.

 

“Hurry up!” Namjoon shouted from afar. Not noticing that he stopped walking, he ran to Namjoon. Mumbling a small “sorry” when he reached him. “Now, let’s start the tour. What do you want to see first? Classroom? Gym? Library?”

 

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It had been over 2 hours since the so call tour started. “And this is the student council office. Where you can go whenever you need something. Someone is usually in there.” Namjoon said, pointing at the door that looked bigger than the classroom doors. Namjoon walked casually to it, opening the door. “Jinnie babeee~” He sang as he walked in.

 

Jimin took this as a cue to leave them alone. He started walking aimlessly. Namjoon did show him all the room in the 4 floors the school was. Even if there was only 4 floors, there was about 220 rooms. They started at the fourth floor to the first floor. In the first floor, was the cafe, cafeteria, student council’s office, nurse, library, and a few extra classroom for self-study sessions. He also learned that the gym was in it’s own building.

 

When he walked past the library, his stomach started growling. “Hmm… I should get something to eat. Haven’t ate anything since the monster kicked me out of the house.” Jimin hummed to himself, as he moved across the hallway, walking in the direction he thought the cafe was in. After 5 minutes of walking in the same circle, he growled along with his stomach. “Damn this school. Why is it so confusing?!”

 

After another circle around, he finally found the cafe. “Finally.” He muttered. He went inside the empty cafe, he was confused for a second, till he saw that there was a cashier behind the counter and there was a few students in the cafe. He nodded. He went to the cashier ordering a mocha cake and a cup of caramel macchiato. He stood by the cashier waiting for his order, he scanned the cafe. It was warm, pretty big considering it looked like it could fit around 50 people, it was decorated in a light and dark blue fashion. He got out of his trance when he felt someone nudging his shoulder. He looked up and realized that the cashier was trying to get his attention, his order was ready. He mumbled a thanks before sitting down on a seat that was next to the window.

 

He ate his cake slowly as he looked into the field. There was a group of people playing basketball. He sighed again. Taking his eyes off the group to look at the sky, “I wish I had that much freedom.” He finished the cake quickly noticing that it was getting dark. He took his tray and cup of macchiato, putting the tray on top of the garbage can he walked out of the cafe with the coffee in his hand, he was about to take a sip out of it till someone bumped into him. The coffee spilled on him, burning him slightly. He glared at the person that bumped him. He was taught to keep in his anger, he shut his eyes slowly, before smiling at the person, who was bowing and saying sorry, repetitively. “It’s okay.” He said, before he started to walk away from the scene.

 

“Hey! I’m really sorry, I wasn’t looking.” The guy said, grabbing his wrist. Jimin pulled his wrist away from the guy as a natural reflex. When he realize what he did, his eyes widen.

 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that. It was a natural reflex. I don’t like it when people touch me.” Jimin smiled again. “And I said it was okay.” He turned around and walked away. he wanted to get to his dorm quick. His skin was burning and it felt sticky.

 

When he ran off in the direction of the dorm, this time he bumped into someone. He stopped to say sorry. He looked up and noticed that it was the person that bumped into him this morning. “Guess now we are even?” The guy say. He was standing with someone. “My name is Jungkook, I never caught your name.”

 

“Jimin.” He muttered, not wanting to come off rude, since he was pretty rude this morning. He eyed the person standing next to Jungkook, he sighed. “I got to go.” He turned around running off again.

 

When he got into the lobby, seeing that the overly-bright dud was still there. He sighed as he quickly reached the stairs, running up not checking if there was anyone else on the stairs. Apparently, the other dude running down the stairs, also didn’t check before he ran down. On the third floor platform, the two bumped into each other, Jimin jumping onto the platform landed on the floor as the guy was straddling his, with his head on Jimin’s chest. “I’m sorry!!” It’s like everyone was saying sorry today. Jimin sighed, waiting for the dude to get off his chest, and his body. Jimin didn’t spare the dude a glance before he speed off into his own room.

 

He jumped into the shower, not wasting a second. The shirt that was covered in macchiato was now acting like his second skin and he didn’t like it one bit. Jimin groaned in relief when his body finally touched the cold water. He placed his forehead on the tile of the walls, just tuning everything out and listening to the water that was peacefully falling on his body to the floor.

 

He got out of the shower after 30 minutes, he quickly dried his hair while finding his other pair of joggers before putting it on. He didn’t even bother with his boxer. When he felt like his hair was dried enough he threw himself on the bed. Tucking himself in, he thought about what his father said, before he kicked him out of the house. “Don’t be such a disgrace to the family, you’re going to Seoul University, you better be on the top 10 before you can come to this place again.” He started to become drowsy. Shutting his eyes, he slept waiting for the next day to come already.

 

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When he woke up, checking his phone. When he saw the time, he shot right up. “Holy . It’s 10? When does my class starttttt…” He dragged the last syllable, checking his schedule. When he saw that his first class on Monday starts at 12, he threw himself back on the bed. “Saved. I should probably get ready…”

 

After he got into black jeans, graphic top and pitch black high tops, he grabbed his bookbag, phone and wallet. When he got out the door, he noticed Namjoon walking with someone down the staircase. He stopped, tilting his head thinking, “Should I go up to him, or not?” Before he was done picking a choice someone screamed, “Hey~ Jimin! Check it out your room is next to mine.” Turning around only to see Jungkook.

 

He sighed. “Morning.” He tried to force a smile, but his face didn’t work with him this morning.

 

Jungkook smiled, “Morning, are you going to your first class? I’ve been running from my dorm to my classes for the last 2 hours, I didn’t see you around.” Jungkook decided that Jimin might need some company, so he started walking with him. “What class are you going to?” Jungkook asked, when he heard the elder hum.

 

“English.” Jimin said, turning a corner. Jungkook turned with him.

 

“Me too! We can be walking buddies~” Jungkook started humming a tone that was familiar to Jimin’s ears. His ears twitch slightly, he was about to explode right there and start fanboying, but instead he took a deep breath and continue walking. “Hey, do you dance? I only got Hoseok as a dancing buddy, but he is always busy.” He said pouting.

 

“, I can’t lose my cool, Dad’s going to find out and I am going to die. I can’t dance… arghhh.” Jimin thought. Not realizing that he was heading straight to a wall. When he slammed himself onto the wall, he groaned. He laid his forehead there for a second.

 

When he was there for 15 seconds too long, Jungkook asked, “Hey, are you alright? Why are you just standing there? You still haven’t answer my question~” He said seriously but his voice went back to childish in 5 seconds.

 

“Just fine. I don’t dance, sorry.” When he started walking again, and Jungkook following. They didn’t make it for 5 steps before there was another interruption. The guy that Jungkook was with yesterday had his hands over Jimin and Jungkook’s shoulder. Jimin kicked the guy in the shin the minute the guy’s hand touched his shoulder. When he realized that everyone in the hall was now staring at him, he coughed awkwardly. “Sorry, I really don’t like it when someone touches me. I hurt the person by a natural reflex…”

 

“It’s okay,” The guy gave him a rectangular smile, getting up with Jungkook’s help. Jimin gave him an apologetic look as Jungkook helped him up. “I really like skinship, so I’m sorry.” The guy said, dusting off himself. “My name is Taehyung. You’re Jimin right?”

 

Jimin just scratched the back of his neck awkwardly as he nodded. “Anyways, Jimin’s dorm is next to mine!! And he also have English right now!” Jungkook said, hugging Taehyung tightly. “Now I don’t have to be alone during English!”

 

“Um.. you know.. class is going to start in like 2 minutes right? I’m going to leave…” Jimin said, awkwardly. Not wanting to be late for class, and not wanting to watch the make out session that came after the tight hug.

 

Jungkook pulled away from Taehyung with widen eyes. “Tae! I’ll see you after class!” He said, as he ran over to where Jimin was, walking into a room.

 

When they walked into the room, Jimin went straight to the back of the room, sitting himself next to the window. Jungkook pouted after him. “Why do you sit in the back~ I like the front.”

 

Jimin sighed as he looked at the field again, “I didn’t ask you to follow me, go sit in the front. No one is trying to stop you.”

 

Jungkook huffed in annoyance for the first time he met Jimin. “What’s wrong with you seriously? I don’t get what is going on in that brain of yours. One moment you are nice and outgoing, the next you just shut me off like I’m not worth it.”

 

“Maybe because I just don’t think it’s worth it no more. Maybe I just don’t want to be here right now. Or maybe because I just want to run away.” Jimin said softly, looking out the window still. “I’m not asking you to hang out with me. You did it on your own will. I didn’t ask you to talk to me. You did that on your own. I really didn’t want to be involved in this school. So, please me alone.” Jimin’s eyes started to tear.

 

When Jimin muttered the last word, the door opened revealing the guy that landed on top of Jimin yesterday and the professor just right behind him. When Jimin saw the professor, he put his head down. He was half listening to the professor and half listening to his thoughts. He felt Jungkook look at him occasionally throughout the lesson. He ignored him, as he continue to stare outside.

 

When the lesson ended, Jimin was the last to move. He was staring blankly at the tree that was outside. “Jimin… I’m sorry.” Jungkook said, smiling down at him softly. “If I pushed any buttons, I apologize too. I’ll see you around. I have Dance now. Byeeee” Jungkook said, waving at him as he walked off. Jimin stared at the front of the room for the first time through the 1 hour lecture. His body tensed up with jealousy when he heard the other was going  to dance class. He put his head down, relaxing a bit in the classroom.

 

“Hey. Sorry about yesterday.” The guy said, walking up to him. “My name is Yoongi.”

 

“It was my fault too. Sorry, Yoongi.” Jimin said, sighing. He was hoping that it was going to be quiet and peaceful after Jungkook left, but this guy in front of him just had to start a conversation. “My name is Jimin.” He bowed slightly when he stood up. “See you around.” Jimin said, as he walked towards the doors.

 

“Wait. Want to eat lunch with me? You have a free right now right?” Yoongi ask, approaching Jimin.

 

“Um.. I have to do something right now. So, maybe next time.” Jimin said, shutting the door after him. “There won’t be a next time, idiot. I don’t want to interact with anyone no more. This is getting so tiring.” He thought bitterly. He checked his phone, seeing that his next class was in one hour and a half. He walked out of the building and into the field, seating himself under a sakura tree. Using his bookbag as a pillow, he laid on the grass, looking at the sky. “Suga… why did dad take you away from me? I miss you... “ He covered his eyes with one arm, “Where are you right now..” He mumbled.

 

“Who is ‘you’?” a familiar voice asked. “I thought you had something to do. Now I feel hurt, you should have just straight up say no.” The dude lays down next to him. “But, I guess this will make up for it.”

 

Jimin cursed under his breath. “People don’t give up, do they?” He thought angrily. “Why won’t you just leave me alone?”

 

“Why would I leave just a cutie with a hard chest?” Yoongi said, cutely almost mockingly. Jimin scoffed.

 

“Don’t tell me your fall was on purpose.”

 

“Maybe it was? Maybe it wasn’t?” Yoongi said, with a kid’s voice. “I mean no one lands on someone, straddling him.” Jimin could literally feel the smirk on the other’s face.

 

“Why are you so annoying. Leave me alone already.” Jimin said, taking his arms off his face. He stood up, grabbing his bag before leaving the place. Yoongi was hot on his trail though. “Go annoy some other people. Stop following me.”

 

“I’m not following you though. I need to go to basketball practice.” Jimin stopped walking for a moment, he was frozen onto his spot. “Was everyone mocking me right now?” He thought, letting a few tears escape his eyes. When he felt the other’s presence behind him, he ran all the way to his dorm.

 

He slammed the door shut, sliding down the door he crawled up into a ball. Crying, something he did almost everyday, now that Suga was taken away from him. After 15 minutes of crying on the floor, he looked up at his bed, it was missing something. He stared at his suitcase. Seeing that it wasn’t in the suitcase he sighed looking at the ceiling of his room.

 

Suddenly, a knocked was sounded. “Hey, open the door, your other suitcases have arrived apparently. Come downstairs and get them.” The voice sounded like the overly-bright guy’s voice. Jimin jumped from his spot. He could see his Suga bear again. He ran down the stairs and into the lobby in a record time, when he saw 5 other suitcases, he sighed. Now he had to carry all 5 up the stairs. “Great.” Jimin thought sarcastically.

 

“Do you need help with those?” The overly-bright guy asked. “Why do you have so much stuff? My name is Hoseok, if you still don’t know.” the guy smiled widely at him.

 

“It would be appreciated if you do,” Jimin said bowing his head. “My parents probably sent over all my belongings.”

 

“You’re Jimin right?” Hoseok asked, looking at one of the labels on the suitcase. Jimin just nodded. Grabbing one of the suitcase he started going up the stairs, before he reached it, he heard Hoseok shout 3 other names, who appeared in front of him in seconds. He looked confused, but he started walking to his room. When he made it to his dorm, opening it, bringing the suitcase in, about to repeat the steps when he realized that the other 4 suitcases were now in front of his door, with Hoseok standing next to it.

 

“Oh. Thanks.” Jimin said, smiling. He pulled all 4 suitcases in, but Hoseok was still standing in front of him. “Umm.. do you need something?”

 

“No, just fascinated, your parents really care about you, huh? Bringing all your needed items to you.” Hoseok said, smiling shyly.

 

“More like kicking me out of the house.” Jimin muttered quietly.

 

“What?” Hoseok asked, not hearing what the younger said.

 

“Oh, nothing. I’ll see you later than?” Jimin said, closing the door when the elder started walking away from his door.

 

The next 5 weeks, Jungkook and Jimin got closer, Jimin was introduced to Namjoon’s boyfriend, Yoongi’s constant invitation to eat lunch, classes, more classes, more annoying people, Jimin starting to eat lunch with the other 6, which turn out that all of them were in the same social circle.

 

On the 6th week, on a Monday evening, Jimin was sitting by the sakura tree again, alone. Jimin sighed in content. “So much for not making friends now, Jimin.” He looked up at the sakura tree. “It was going to be Valentine’s day soon. I wonder where you are right now, Suga..”

 

 

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Flashback…

 

“Hey Jiminnie~ Wait for me!!” Said a 16 year old boy, running towards another boy.

 

“Suga~ Run faster! We’re almost there!” 15-year-old Jimin said, running towards a sakura tree. He sat under the tree, waiting for Suga to sit next to him. When Suga does, he was out of breath. Jimin laughed at his friend’s silliness. “You have sooooo little stamina!”

 

“Hey! I’m still your hyung.” Suga said, smacking Jimin’s arm lightly. “Why are we here anyways? Isn’t it Valentine’s day?”

 

“Hyung~” Jimin said, blushing slightly. Handing him some chocolate, with a small letter attached to the wrapping paper of the chocolate. “Read it.” Jimin said, chewing the sides of his cheeks. Suga chuckled softly.

 

“Whatever you say, Minnie.” Suga ruffled the younger’s hair before he started to read the letter. Jimin crawled up into a ball, shutting his eyes tightly as he waited for a reaction. “Minnie?”

 

“Yeah… did you finish reading it?” Jimin ask, blushing bright red.

 

“Can you say it with your voice instead of paper and pen?” Suga said, smiling at Jimin, although Jimin can’t see him, since he was facing the other way.

 

“I love you.” He muttered still not looking at Suga.

 

“Say it looking at me. I want to know you are talking to me, and not that bush over there.” Suga teased.

 

“It’s embarrassing.” Jimin muttered looking on Suga’s side, but not looking at his face.

 

“I wouldn’t know if you are playing with me or you’re telling the truth, if you don’t look me in the eyes and say it.” Suga whined, with a pout present.

 

Jimin sighed, looking at Suga’s eyes. “I love you.”

 

Suga smiled widely, reaching in for a hug. When his lips were near Jimin’s ears, he whispered, “I love you too.”

 

 

---

 

 

Jimin was now looking at the sky again, with tears in his eyes. Wiping his tears, when he noticed that someone was now covering the sun, he sat up. “What do you want Yoongi?”

 

“Are you okay?” Yoongi said, softly. He sat down next to him. Jimin brought his knees to his chest, putting his head on his knee, closing his eyes, he hummed a little. Hoping that Yoongi wouldn’t question his state right now.

 

“Why are you here?” Jimin asked, lips moving against his jeans. “Can’t you leave me alone for today?” His heart tighten when he ask the last question, the last thing he want right now was to be seen by someone, but at the same time the last thing he wanted right now was for the guy sitting next to him to leave him.

 

“Seeing the state of you right now. No, I won’t leave you alone. You know, you can tell me anything. I promise I won’t tell anyone.” Yoongi said, patting his back. Jimin winced a little at the touch, through these 5 weeks he manage to control himself from attacking anyone from the unexpected skinships.

 

“....” Jimin stayed quiet, just enjoying the presence of Yoongi. When Yoongi saw that Jimin wasn’t going to say anything anytime soon, he brought him into his embrace. Jimin was now straddling Yoongi, Yoongi was softly rocking them side to side. Both hearts skipping a beat. Jimin sighed in content, letting himself fall into the other’s embrace, closing his eyes slowly, a tear fall down his cheeks as he fall into dreamland.

 

 

---

 

 

“Shh, he’s sleeping. What do you want?” Jimin heard Yoongi whisper to someone.

 

“Woah, why is he in your bed?” Jimin heard the other person said with a suggestive tone. “Anyways, since you're busy with Jimin, I’m going to go to Jinnie~” With that the door closed, and Jimin groaned as he sat up.

 

“Oh, you’re awake.” Yoongi said, smiling at Jimin when he heard the other groan. Jimin hummed, rubbing his eyes. “I brought you to my room, after you fell asleep on my lap.”

 

“Thanks.” Jimin muttered, he blushed slightly. “I fell asleep? Sorry for the trouble I caused.” Jimin said, bowing his head.

 

“Who’s Suga? You keep shouting his name in your sleep…” Yoongi said, pouting, hiding a grin that was threatening to show. “I’m jealous, you’re in my room, but you’re shouting another person’s name.”

 

“None of your business.” Jimin said between his teeth. He threw himself back into the bed covering himself with Yoongi’s blanket, tears were threatening to fall.

 

“Wow, this is how you treat someone who took care of you for the last 6 hours?” Yoongi said, chuckling slightly, his voice muffled in between the sentence. Jimin pulled the covers off him, as he stood up fast. When he saw the state that Yoongi was in he threw himself back into the covers, but this time to cover his blush.

 

“Why are you half-?” Jimin’s voice weakly said.

 

“I’m changing. You going to go back into your own room or are you going to sleep with me?” Yoongi said, crawling into his bed, that Jimin was still on. Crawling on top of Jimin, only to have Jimin pull the cover off his face, so he could see what Yoongi was doing.

 

“W-what are you d-d-doing?” He stuttered, seeing a half Yoongi on top of him. “Get off..” Jimin turned his head to the side, trying to avoid Yoongi’s stare.

 

“I like you.” Yoongi said, pinning Jimin’s hands above his head.

 

“W-w-whatttt?” Jimin said, as he turned his face towards Yoongi too fast. “Owww…” Jimin closed his eyes, with a pained expression.

 

“You okay?” Yoongi said, staring at Jimin still.

 

“Never been better. Now, what the hell you mean by ‘I like you’. We only known each other for 5 weeks. And please, get off me. You’re heavy.” Jimin said, staring back at Yoongi, thinking that the confession that was just made was a joke.

 

“I like you.” Yoongi repeated, staring straight into Jimin’s eyes. “i like you since I setted eyes on you when I fell on you.”

 

“I thought the fall was purposeful?” Jimin asked, staring at him with a raised eyebrow.

 

“Do you really think I fall on people on purpose for no reason?” Yoongi answered back, rolling his eyes. “You’re cute, so I wanted your attention.” Jimin widen his eyes.

 

 

---

 

 

12-year-old Jimin was walking down the streets, whistling a random tone that was stuck on his mind. But was snapped out of his own world when someone bumped him on the chest, making the two fall on the ground. “Oww. That’s hurts.” Jimin said to himself pouting. When the person on top of him moved, now straddling his, looked down at him, the guy smiled.

 

“Hey, sorry! I wasn’t looking when I was running.” The guy stood up, dusting himself up before offering Jimin a hand. “My name is Suga! What’s yours? You look really young!! Are you younger than me?” Suga asked, looking at Jimin with puppy eyes.

 

Jimin chuckled awkwardly. “Um… Depends on how old you are?”

 

“If I tell you my age, will you tell me your name?” Suga asked, innocently. Jimin nodded, he doubts the cute kid in front of him was older than him. Suga gave him a eye smile when he saw the other nod. “I’m 13!”

 

Jimin gasped, “You’re 13?? What? You look like you’re 10 or something.”

 

“Hey! Are you trying to make fun of my height.” Suga pouted. “Anyways, tell me your name now!”

 

“Jimin.” Jimin answered, ruffling the male in front of him’s hair. “That fall wasn’t on accident was it?” Jimin said, giving him a smirk.

 

Suga huffed, “Fine, It was on purpose.”

 

“Why did you fall on me?” Jimin said, trying to dig up information of the male that he just met.

 

“You’re cute, so I wanted your attention.” Suga said, giving him a cute smile.

 

---

 

 

“Suga.” Jimin said, barely making it into a whisper. His eyes that was staring at Yoongi’s eyes, started to tear. “I like someone else at the moment… I can’t return your feelings.”

 

“You like someone call Suga right?” Yoongi stared down, at his lap, he looked sad to Jimin, but he was actually hiding his smile. Yoongi looked up at Jimin, biting his lips, innocently. “Can you give me a chance? I’ll make you fall for me, forget about Suga.” Yoongi said, as he placed his forehead on Jimin’s, letting go of Jimin’s wrists.

 

Jimin shut his eyes, thinking for a moment. When he felt something soft pressed against his lips, his heart skipped a beat, his body moved on their own. His hands finding their way onto Yoongi’s soft hair, pulling Yoongi even closer to him. When he felt Yoongi’s lips move away, he let out a quiet whine. “Okay.” He said, quietly hiding himself between the crook of Yoongi’s shoulder.

 

“Really?” Yoongi said, pulling away with wide eyes and a huge grin. “YAYYYYYY!!!” Yoongi started rolling on the bed… crushing Jimin in the process.

 

Suddenly, a low rumbling sound was released. Jimin covered himself with the cover. “I’m hungry!” He whined.

 

 

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2 weeks passed, right now Jimin was sitting under the sakura tree again. He looked up at the sky. A beep came from his pocket. Unlocking the phone to answer a text, he groaned again. “This is so annoying. Not only that it’s not Yoongi but Jungkook is asking if I could go to the dance studio?” Jimin ignored the next few text messages from Jungkook, laying on the grass. “Suga… If I see you again, with Yoongi, what will you think? Will you be angry at me? Why did my dad separate us… you were the best thing that happened to me..” As he closed his eyes, a soft tone started playing. He sighed in annoyance, before he picked up the call.

 

“Minnieeeeee~ Come to the dance studio. Pleaseeeee. I’m all alone, I need someone’s opinion on this choreographyyyyyy!!” Jungkook whined through the phone.

 

“Where’s Taehyung?” Jimin scoffed, not trying to be rude, but at the same time couldn’t control the anger and loneliness he also felt.

 

“He’s with his Singing teacher, something about him needing to improve his high notes, or something. Please comeeee~”

 

Jimin sighed in annoyance once more, “Great. I’m going to have to control myself to not join in his dance.” he thought looking at the bush next to him. “I’ll be there, which room?”

 

“Third one. Thank you Minnie.” Jungkook cheered, adding a chu at the end, before hanging up.

 

Jimin huffed for a second before deciding that he should go to the third dance studio before Jungkook called again. Jumping up, he walked to the studio.

 

When Jimin finally arrived at the studio, while taking his sweet time, he walked in to only hear a sensual song play. “What do you want? I’m here.” Jimin said, sitting down on one of the corners.

 

Jungkook looked at him through the mirror, “Watch this choreography, tell me if I should change anything. It’s for my next dance project, that is due in 2 days.” The song started at the cue.

 

 

Jungkook froze on the last dance move. Jimin looked at Jungkook with his mouth open. “Damn, he’s so much better than I expected.” Jimin thought as he stared at the place Jungkook was standing on.

 

“So… how was it?” Jungkook asked, drinking from a water bottle and seating himself next to Jimin.

 

"It's pretty good. But you looked a little tense, so loosen up a little." Jimin said, now turning to look at Jungkook.

 

"Hahah, you caught that? Mr. Kim always tells me to loosen up a bit. But no one else ever caught it before. Did you ever try dance before?" Jungkook said, looking at the mirrors on the wall.

 

"No..." Jimin said, trailing off at the end, he was in the dance studio and he couldn't eve dance. This was starting to frustrate him a little.

 

"Oh? I thought you were pretty experienced when you caught my flaw. Not even Hoseok caught it before." Jungkook said, giving him a doubt look.

 

"Probably a dancer in my past life." Jimin shrugged.

 

"Yeah, probably."  Jungkook said, leaning on Jimin’s shoulder. “How’s the relationship going with you and Yoongi?”

 

“I dunno. I don’t know.” Jimin said, the stress of hiding everything was starting to get to him, why did he agreed to go to the dance studio in the first place.

 

“I’m going to be right back, I’m going to refill my water bottle.” Jungkook said, standing up and walking to the door. When Jimin heard the door close behind Jungkook, he yelled in frustration.

 

Jimin stood up, jumping around a little. He pressed play on the most recent song that was played. Placing it on the ground. Closing his eyes, he let the music move him.

 

 

Clapping filled the air, Jimin breathed in heavily, before he realize that someone was clapping. “.” He murmured.

 

“So.. I’m going to ask, what do you mean by…”No” when I asked you if you tried dance before.” Jungkook said, still clapping.

 

“Technically, I didn’t go to any dance schools or class or anything, so I wasn’t lying.” Jimin said, sighing, pressing pause on the playlist that was still playing.

 

“Wow, really? Damn, you’re a natural. I went to dance classes since I was 5.” Jungkook said, walking towards Jimin. “So.. now that I saw you dance, the main reason I told you to come here, I need to ask you something.”

 

“WHAT?!! This was planned?” Jimin said, almost dropping the phone he was holding.

 

“I mean, if I was really that desperate, I could have gone to my dance teacher. But, I thought there was something wrong in your answers of you not dancing, since I went to your dorm the other day, you mostly have comfortable, casual, loose clothing. And not to mention, that snapback collection of yours, thoooooughh.” Jungkook said, clapping his hands, and looking at the open window. “Anyways!” Jungkook said, suddenly. “Back to where I wanted to ask you something… there is that festival coming up, and.. I was wondering if y-”

 

“No.” Jimin said, walking out of the studio already.

 

“Aww, why not.” Jungkook said, giving Jimin the puppy eyes. “You know you want to~”

 

“I do, but my dad don’t. Now leave me alone.” Jimin said, shaking Jungkook off roughly. Continuing to walk out the door, he bumped into Yoongi. He blushed, furiously.

 

“Oh! Jimin, what are you doing here? I thought you don’t do dance.” Yoongi said, stopping in his tracks when he saw that Jimin was in the Arts Department.

 

“Yoonnieeee, I have something to tell you. So, I recorded Jimin da-” Jungkook started but was cut off by Jimin’s hand covering his mouth. Jimin smiled innocently at Yoongi, dragging Jungkook into the dance studio, with his arms choking Jungkook.

 

“What the hell do you mean by, you recorded me.” Jimin huffed, still having Jungkook in a choke hold.

 

“aw fefordsh yesh wish mi pwne.” Jungkook said, hitting Jimin’s arms repeatedly. “cwanth bweweethhh.”

 

Jimin lets go of Jungkook and starts to glare at him. “You wanna explain?”

 

“Just. Give. Me. A. Second.” Jungkook said, holding himself up by leaning against the wall, trying to catch his breath. Jimin raised his eyebrows, staring at him and tapping his foot impatiently. “I recorded you with my phone…” Jungkook said, giving Jimin an innocent smile. Acting like his life didn’t just flash between his eyes.

 

“Why.” Jimin stated, not asking but stated. “Do you really want me to be your dance partner that bad? Couldn’t you get Hoseok or something? I just need to get through these 4ish years, okay?” Jimin pulled his hair in frustration.

 

“I know I got that a few couple of times, you muttered it to yourself. But, I wouldn’t spread the videos, and besides, my dance, you’ll be wearing a cap, hat, mask of some sort to hide your face. No one will know.” Jungkook smiled, angelically.

 

“Wow, are you seriously blackmailing me right now?” Jimin said, sinking to the floor.

 

“I wouldn’t call it blackmailing, I mean I get what I want, which is you as my dance partner. And you get what you want, dancing without knowing your identity. It’ll be fun, I promise.” Jungkook hold out his pinky finger, with an enthusiastic smile. Jimin sighed, holding out his pinky. He doesn’t see a fault in this. “Oh. And Hoseok is joining us. The project is to team up with someone in the arts department and get someone who is not taking the dancing course, they could either stay anonymous or reveal themselves. You do have to reveal yourself to the dance instructor though, he wants to confirm that you aren’t in the dance department. And, I already told Hoseok that you areed, so if you didn’t agree to me right now, I would have embarrassed myself.” Jungkook said, patting Jimin on the back. “Anyways, I’ll message you the dance routine, and when we are going to practice, if you can’t make it, we’ll make some changes to the schedule of us practicing.” Jungkook then waved, leaving Jimin on the floor.

 

Jimin looked up at the lights that were hanging above him. His stomach started growling. “I’m hungry.” Jimin sat up, then looked at his reflection. soullessly, before his stomach growled again. “Why won’t you shut up?! I’m going to feed you gosh.” Jimin punched his stomach, hard. He started clutching his stomach when he realize what he just did. “, that hurts. tttt. t!!” After saying 25 more times, he decided that he should probably head to the cafeteria to get something to eat.

 

Taking his time walking to the cafeteria, he saw Yoongi in a dark corner looking at the night sky. Smiling widely, he started skipping to him, when he was a feet away from him he noticed that Yoongi was holding a way too familiar necklace. He was about to walk away, when his stomach decided to growl, “.” He thought. He was about to make a run for the cafeteria that was next to them, when Yoongi turned around, smiling. “I see you checking me out!~”

 

Jimin scowled, “You wish, what’s that necklace?” Jimin said childishly, pretending he had no clue what the necklace meant to him. “It could just be a coincident.” Jimin was repeating that in his head. He was staring at the necklace, he didn’t even realize the pained expression Yoongi held for a second.

 

“This?”

 

“Yeah, it looks really pretty. I remember someone telling me it’s a wishbone.” Jimin said, smiling at Yoongi quickly before looking up at the sky again.

 

“Suga told you, I’m going to guess? You know, if you keep thinking of Suga, I might get really jealous.” Yoongi said, clinging on Jimin with a pout.

 

“Yeah.” Jimin said, so quiet that it sounded like someone’s breathing. His stomach growled all the sudden. Jimin sighed, “I forgot why I was here in the first place, I’m going to grab something to eat, my stomach won’t shut up.” Blushing, he headed towards the cafeteria. When he took his first step, he was pulled back. All the sudden Yoongi was in front of him, putting the wishbone charm necklace around his neck.

 

 

“I want you to keep it, it’s really special to me. So take care of it well.” Yoongi ruffled Jimin’s hair before grabbing his wrist, pulling the two into the cafeteria.

 

When Yoongi left to get them both food, Jimin’s phone beeped, announcing a new message. Jimin raised his brows, before opening the message.

 

    We’re going to be performing to a song, without lyrics. J-Hope and I already came up with the choreography, if you want to make some changes, tell us tomorrow at practice~ Love chuuu~ <3 -click to open attached file-

 

Jimin groaned, hitting his head against the table several times, “Whatcha doing?” Yoongi said, setting the tray of food down. “I got both of us JjaJanmyeon.”

 

“Thanks. Yoonie~” Jimin said, beaming at him. He forgot about everything else, and started stuffing himself. You can’t blame him, the last time he ate was about 12 hours ago.

 

“Wow, you must be starving.” Yoongi said, staring at Jimin eat. “So, why were you banging your pretty forehead against the table again?”

 

“Oh, that….” Jimin started trailing off, trying to find a good excuse, “Jungkook… he.. um.. sent.. hmm. He was being annoying like always.” Jimin stuttered out.

 

Yoongi gave him a raised brow, “Alright, you know the festival coming up?” Yoongi started, taking a bite out of his jjajanmyeon, he didn’t see Jimin’s eyes twitch a little at the mention of a festival. “Can you come and watch me perform? I know it’s a Arts festival, and you’re a business major… so…”

 

“I’m try to be there.” Jimin said, giving Yoongi a weak smile, “Text me what number/time you gonna perform when you know…”

 

“You’ll be there? Promised right?” Yoongi gave him a smile, that looked like a kid who was offered their favorite candy.

 

“Yeah…. Promised.” Jimin said, trying to give back the same smile.

 

---

 

Next day…

 

“Mimi!” Jungkook squeal, running to Jimin to give him a hug, and whispered, “Don’t forget dance practice today, it’s in room 3~” Before skipping off to Taehyung who was watching from the sides, with jealousy.

 

Jimin groaned loudly, slamming his forehead to the nearest locker, “Yah! I don’t want your filthy germs to spread onto my locker, get out of my sight, loser.” Some girl sassed.

 

“Tsk. So pitiful. Don’t hang out with our oppas, you’re so pitiful.” Another girl added in, giving him a body scan.

 

“Krystal, that thing is not worth our time, let’s go.” The first girl said, taking out her books from the locker that Jimin slammed his head on. Walking away, slamming herself on Jimin’s shoulder making his fall backwards. “Pitiful.” Jimin heard the 2 girls muttered.

 

---

 

 

“You’re so pitiful.”

 

“So tacky.”

 

“You’re such a waste of space.”

 

“Tsk. Even your best friend left you.”

 

“Tsk. Stupid.”  

 

“Get away from me.” A guy sitting with his knees pushed against his chest, with his head down said quietly. “Get away. Don’t touch me. Stop hitting me.. stop kicking me.”

 

People started to throw their garbage at him, but the guy just stays there, still.

 

After the bell rang signalling that it was the end of the day, everyone left. Not before giving the guy another kick, which made him fall to his sides. Everyone laughed, and started to head home. The guy just laid there, waiting till he know that the whole school was gone, but as he got up, “Jimin! Oh god, what happened to you? Are you okay?” Says his English teacher.

 

Giving his favorite teacher a weak smile, he walked away ignoring the shouting from his teacher.

---

 

 

“Minnie! What are you doing on the floor? Class is about to start!” Seokjin yells, pulling Jimin off the floor.

 

“I fell, don’t worry about me.” Jimin forced a smile, before walking away.

 

As days passed, they bullying got worse, he found out that the first girls’ names, Krystal and Jessica, not only that but he found out that the two have a huge influence in the school. Half the school started not only verbally abusing him, but physically bullying him. Of course no one hurts him when his friends are with him.

 

He started acted normal in front of the others, showed up to dance practice, without missing a day, afraid that the girls will attack him. He had bruises on his arms, stomach and thighs.

 

Two Days before the Festival…

 

“Let’s go through this routine again? And then grab some lunch together?” Hoseok said, breathing heavily, it was their 35th time going through the choreography, and all three of them were about to drop on the floor.

 

Jungkook and Jimin nodded in response. Getting into their places, when Jimin was about to land from his flip, he fell on the floor, his thighs, knees, everything just giving up on him. He landed on the floor with a groan, pain from his bruises started to hurt more and more, before he knew it he was silently sobbing.

 

“JIMIN! WHAT HAPPEN??!! Are you okay?” Jungkook and Hoseok said, at the same time. Jimin wiped his tears, smiling at the two.

 

“Yeah, I’m okay.” His voice cracking. He tried to stand up, but pain shot up his body again. He whimpered.

 

“You don’t look okay, does your knee hurt? Thighs?” Jungkook started panicking, touching Jimin everywhere.

 

“My thighs hurt, don’t worry. It’ll get better.” Jimin forced a smile, “Help me up will you!” Jimin said playfully.

 

Hoseok stared at him with a raised eyebrow, he pulled down the sweats that Jimin was wearing, before Jungkook gasped. “You’re clearly not alright. Why didn’t you tell us that Jessica was bullying you?”

 

“You knew, and you didn’t bother telling me… or the rest?” Jungkook said, looking at Hoseok.

 

“I thought it was only a rumor at first, I never saw him get bullied with my own eyes.” Hoseok said, still looking at Jimin’s thighs. “Let’s get you some med. Do you have some cream for the bruises?” Hoseok kneaded Jimin’s thighs softly.

 

“Don’t tell anyone. I don’t want them to know.” Jimin said, quietly. Pulling up this sweats before looking down and playing with the hem of his shirt.

 

He heard Hoseok sighed, “That’s why I didn’t tell the others yet. Anyways, I’m guessing you don't have any cream for them, I’m going to take you to my room.” Hoseok pulled Jimin up, before motioning Jungkook to follow him.

 

“Jungkook, stay on his right, make sure he don’t fall.” Hoseok commanded, while moving to Jimin’s left side.

 

When they got to Hoseok’s dorm, thankfully on the first floor. Hoseok told Jungkook to order pizza, while he made Jimin lay on the couch. He went to the bathroom and came back with the first aid kit and someone bottle of cream.

 

“Tell when it hurts.” Hoseok muttered, as he twisted the cap to the cream open, before squeezing a large amount of Jimin’s right thighs. He massaged the cream on his thighs, softly. Jimin let out a groan, before they started to become moans.

 

Jungkook blushed, “Please stop .” Hoseok did the same on the other thigh.

 

“I can’t help it. God, the pain I felt for 2 weeks. I feel like I just entered Heaven.” Jimin said, closing his eyes, and letting himself fall into the bliss.

 

“2 weeks?” Jungkook said, voice cracking. “Wait. How did I not know? It went on for so long... “ Jungkook stared at Jimin with worried eyes.

 

Jimin closed his eyes, and ignored everything around him. He opened his eyes when he heard Jungkook say, “The pizza is here!~” Sitting up immediately, only to be pushed down again by an annoyed looking Hoseok.

 

“Please do not ruin my hard work, you are not moving from this spot.” He then stand up to put back the bottle and first aid kit. Washing his hands too while he was in the bathroom.

 

He looked down at his thighs to wonder why Hoseok took the first aid kit with him, to only realize there was a cast around his thighs. “Time to eat!~” Jungkook yelled, placing the pizza on a small table.

 

As they ate, Jungkook and Hoseok bombed him with questions.

 

“When did this start?” Jungkook asked.

 

“A month ago?”

 

“Why didn’t you tell us, and why do you want it to be kept as a secret?” Jungkook again.

 

“I didn’t want this to happen. It was eventually going to become old news and it will be over.” Jimin sighed.

 

“Why did it start?” This time it was Hoseok.

 

“I dunno. Jessica or Krystal said something about their oppas or some , and I’m guess it’s you guys?” Jimin answered taking a bite out of his pizza.

 

“Oh.” Came the reply from the two.

 

“Is this why you didn’t want to hang out with us in the first place?” Jungkook.

 

“Yeah.” Jimin whispered.

 

With this everyone fell into a silence, just munching on their pizza now.

 

“The festival is in 2 days… do you think you can like you know… do you think your bruises can heal that fast?” Jungkook asked, innocently.

 

Jimin chuckles, “It doesn’t hurt that much, I got used to the pain through these 2 weeks, so don’t worry about me.”

 

The other two winced, “So, I’m pretty sure that Jessica and Krystal will attack you again, I’m going to make sure that one of us will always be by your side, kay?” Hoseok said.

 

“But, I don’t want to be a burden, you guys have to study, and do all those things. Don’t mind me, I will be alright.”

 

“Yeah,” Hoseok rolled his eyes, “And if they attack you one more time, you might end up in the hospital. If you're not going to do this for your safety, at least do it for Jungkook and I’s grade.” Hoseok pleaded.

 

“Fine.”

 

 

---

 

 

The next 2 days, consist of Jungkook, Hoseok, Yoongi and sometimes Taehyung with Jungkook switching places next to Jimin. No one questioned anything, Yoongi just glad that he gets to be next to Jimin.

 

It was 2 hours before the festival. Jimin was wearing a red hoodie and black ripped skinny jeans and the wishbone necklaces that Yoongi gave him.

 

“JIMIN!!! OMIGOD! You finally came, why are you so late?” Jungkook exasperated when he sees Jimin approaching them.

 

“Um..” Jimin checks the time on his phone, “According to my phone, I am actually 5 minutes early?”

 

“Yeah, for the sign in. But, you forgot that you still need to change, put on makeup, and apparently you have to greet your boyfriend that have been looking for you for 10 minutes now.”

 

“Oh? Sorry? I wasn’t informed. I need to put makeup and change? You never told me that…” Jimin said, looking lost as ever.

 

Hoseok sighed, “Jimin is right, Jungkook. We were so worried about the performance that we didn’t tell him the other details.” Jimin smiled at him, and nodded with exaggeration at Jungkook, who rolled his eyes in return. “So, Jungkook is going to be doing our makeup, it’s simple, just some eyeliner and eyeshadow. You just need to change into a muscle tee and you could keep your jeans on.”

 

“Oh, that is it? Wow. I was expecting some hardcore stuff.” Jimin sighed, relieved. “I need to find Yoongi before he faints.”

 

“Okay, be sure to come to third dance studio when you finish greeting him. Don’t talk so long.” Jungkook said, pulling Hoseok towards the direction where everyone who is going to be on the show is going to sign up.

 

Jimin texted Yoongi.

 

Hey, where are you right now? I’m in front of the sign up station.

 

Finally. Oh My God, I thought you ditched me last minute for your homework or something.

 

I would never. Now come here, Jungkook needs me in like 5 minutes.

 

Whyyyy?~~ TT^TT

 

I dunno. But get your booty over here.

 

“Really. Booty?” Yoongi said, looking up from his screen.

 

“Yeah. Booty.” Jimin repeated, smiling innocently. “Did you sign up already? When you performing?”

 

“I’m performing after Namjoon’s team. Which is like around 45 minutes from now? You’re going to stay and watch right?” Yoongi pouted, giving Jimin the puppy eyes.

 

Jimin chuckled at his boyfriend. “Ne. I really need to go to Jungkook before he kills me though. I’ll see you on stage?” Yoongi nods like a child and waved when Jimin started to walk towards the school building.

 

“Well guess who decided to show up.” A high-pitch voice said, sarcastically. She then laughed hysterically. “What are you doing here? Cry over how you have no talent?” The 2 girls besides her started laughing with her.

 

Suddenly Jimin’s phone started ringing. Jimin picks up quickly trying to get away from the girls as soon as possible. “Hey, Jungkook? What do you need?”

 

“Where are you? What taking you so long?” Jungkook whined through the receiver.

 

“Nothing. I’m going to be there soon.” Jimin said to the phone, then covered the receiver and said, “Sorry girls, but it looks like I got somewhere to be and have something to do, unlike you guys, so if you excuse me.” Jimin sassed, walking away like a boss.

 

“What was that? Jessica and Krystal?” Jungkook said, worried.

 

“Yeah, I’m almost there.”  Jimin said, seeing the dance studios in front of him.

 

“Good, hurry up. We only got 25 minutes, before it’s our turn to go up. Chu!~” Jungkook said,  before hanging up.

 

Jimin opened the door, only to be slammed against it when it twisted it. “Tsk. Watch who you are talking to next time.” Jessica said, walking away.

 

Jimin winced, when he tried to stand up. He pulled his shirt up and noticed a purple bruise forming on his abs. He sighed, before opening the door but successfully going in before someone interrupts. “FINALLY. Why are you so slow today?” Jungkook jumps up from where he was sitting before approaching Jimin. Throwing a thin black muscle tee at Jimin. “Change.”

 

“Here?” Jimin asked, giving him a judgement look.

 

Jungkook rolled his eyes, “Yes. Here. We don’t have time. When you’re done, sit on that chair. I still need to make some finishing touches on Hoseok.”

 

Jimin walked to a corner of the room where there was a mirror in front of him. Pulling up his shirt carefully, he changed quick. He breathes out, relieved that Jungkook or Hoseok didn’t see the new bruise that was forming quickly. He takes a seat next to Hoseok, waiting for Jungkook to finish drawing a thick line.

 

After Jungkook was done with Jimin’s makeup, he cheered, “Okay!! Let’s go through the routine one more time before going out there.”

 

After they finished, Hoseok who noticed that Jimin was wincing slightly, and you can see part of the bruise that was forming on his stomach through the shirt he was wearing, told Jimin to sit on a chair. “Huh? Hyung? We don’t have time.” Jungkook asked confused.

 

“Jimin, sit on the chair.” Hoseok sighed again, getting something out of his bookbag before kneading in front of Jimin. Hoseok pulled the shirt up, hearing a gasps from Jungkook and a Jimin with a sour face. Hoseok started to apply cream around Jimin’s abs. “Okay, done. You know, you shouldn’t hide these stuff from us. The fact that we can’t stop this is already hurting us, so don’t keep this away from us, since it’s the only way we can help you.”

 

“You have a keen eye, hyung. I envy you.” Jungkook said, staring at Hoseok with admiring eyes. Hoseok chuckled at the maknae’s actions. “Anyways, Jimin you want to wear this mask, or you want to wear some nerd glasses with a snapback?

 

“I’ll wear the snapback and the glasses. The mask might cover my eye sight in the middle of the performance.” Jimin took the items that was pushed his way and wore it.  “Oh yeah, I forgot to ask, how come we aren’t going anything to our hair?”

 

“Because, we at it, and our hair looks amazing just the way it is. Okay.” Jungkook said, flipping his invisible hair strand. Hoseok and Jimin rolled their eyes at him.

 

“Thanks, Hoseok.” Jimin said, when Hoseok pulled down his shirt.

 

“Now come on. We have to be there in like a minute, it’s our turn now.” Hosoek said, pushing the younger ones, out of the door.

 

When they got to the backstage, they realize that there was a lot of people in the audience. “. What happens if they find out who I am?” Jimin starts to mutter. “What happens if I make a mistake?”

 

“MiMi. Chillax. Nothing wrong is going to happen, I barely recognize you okay. And come on, the principal is calling for us to come on.” Jungkook jumped from excitement. Hoseok was the one that introduced who they were. Hoseok, Jungkook, and Dooly.

 

 

When the song ended, the crowd went wild. Jimin, Jungkook, Hoseok hold each other hands before bowing and then disappearing backstage. The three hurried to the dance studio, to change into their original clothes, although it didn’t change that much, but Jimin wanted to keep his identity so, he changed like a lightning before bolting out, screaming. “I can’t miss Yoongi’s performance, I’m going to get a seat. See you.”

 

When Jimin got to the audience part of the festival, he saw a seat next to Seokjin. He ran to sit next to him. “Hey, did Yoongi went already?”

 

“He’s about to come on. Where were you?” Seokjin asked, eyeing him.

 

“I was in the bathroom but got distracted by one of the stalls that was being set up.” Jimin answered casually, thank god, he saw the stalls being set up before came here. Seokjin stared at him suspiciously but nodded.

 

When they saw Yoongi entering the stage, Jimin silently cheered, and watched his boyfriend intensely. Having his mouth open through the whole performance.

 

 

“You know if you keep your mouth open, flies are going to fly in.” Seokjin chuckled as he lean against Namjoon was was sitting next to him. Jimin ignored him, and tried to cheer louder than the audience. When they got silent, Jimin started coughing. Seokjin started laughing at him, but patting his back lightly.

 

When the show ended, the principal announced that the stalls are now open. Before he could say the rest of the speech, half the crowd already left to get something to drink or eat. Jimin texted Yoongi, wondering why he wasn’t in the crowd after about a hours after his performance. He was about to press send when darkness took over his eyes, “Guess who?!~” Someone whisper against his ears.

 

Jimin giggled from the ticklish feeling, “Yoongi.” Jimin pulled his boyfriend’s hands away from his eyesight.

 

“You’re no fun.” Yoongi pouted. Jimin lean in to kiss the pout away.

 

“Now, you want to get something to eat? There are some game stands up too~” Jimin said, starting to jump around, his wishbone becoming present from under his hoodie.

 

“Okay~ Let’s get some cotton candy.” Yoongi said, eyeing the wishbone necklace that he gave to Jimin. “I need to ask you something real quick.” Jimin hummed in returned, not really paying attention of Yoongi, since his stomach was screaming at him to feed it.

 

“Oh my god, did you see who was performing with our oppas?” Jimin heard Jessica squeal to her girls. He winced slightly, thinking that they were talking about him.

 

“No, but he looked so hot.” Another girl said.

 

“Hands off he’s mine.” Jessica added, playfully at the girl.

 

“He might be even hotter than Jungkook and Hoseok combined, even.”

 

“I wonder if he is taken.” Another voice added.

 

“Shouldn’t we be wondering who he is?” Asked Krystal.

 

“Dooly? What kind of nickname of some sort is that? How are we going to find him this way?”

 

When they passed by Jimin, they didn’t even spare him a glance, Jimin thought they were acting this way because Yoongi was next to him, so he sighed. “Do you know who the guy that Jungkook and Hoseok dance with?” Yoongi suddenly ask, snapping Jimin out of his trance. Jimin stared at Yoongi like he grew another head, when Yoongi noticed that he wasn’t going to answer anytime soon, he pulled him to a quieter corner. “You know the guy right?”

 

“Um..”Jimin was now looking at the floor.

 

Yoongi sighed, “Jimin. Are you trying to hide who the person is?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Why?” Yoongi pried further. When Jimin didn’t answer he ruffled his own hair in frustration. “Jimin, you know you can’t hide anything from me. I know who it was.” When he saw Jimin wince, he started to feel bad.

 

“How?” Jimin said, voice cracking.

 

“Your wishbone necklace was visible in the half after you did your flips.” Yoongi said, “By the way, you know you should stop keeping the fact that you have been a target of Jessica from me either. I have more power than her. I could make her presence disappear from this school from a call.” Yoongi hugged Jimin.

 

“Oh, you knew?” Jimin said, his eyes widen making him look like an owl.

 

“Yeah, now let’s get you some food, I know you’re hungry. I doubt Jessica and the other girls are going to be bullying you anymore though. After your dance performance with Jungkook and Hoseok, every single girl I passed was talking about him. You might want to keep that wishbone necklace hidden, someone might notice it.” Yoongi said, tucking the wishbone back inside the hoodie Jimin was wearing. “But, I do got to ask you a question the girls were asking back then. What kind of name is Dooly?”

 

Jimin blushed, “Someone use to say that I look like Dooly when I puff out my cheeks.”
 

“And I’m going to take a quick guess and say Suga?” Jimin nods slowly. “What will you do, when Suga shows up all the sudden? Will you leave me?” Yoongi asks, biting his lips at the process.

 

Jimin stayed silent, staring at the concrete floor. He honestly don’t know the answer to that. Yoongi coughs awkwardly, “Nevermind, pretend I didn’t ask that question. Want to get something to eat?” Jimin just hums after him, clearly confused and stunned. Yoongi sighed, “I know you still like him. I got a better question actually… how will you react if Suga…. is me?”

 

Jimin immediately snapped out of his trance, “Huh? What did you just say?”

 

Yoongi chuckled at him, pulling him to the crowded yard again. “Nothing.”

 

“Hey! Hey! Hey! Lovebirds, where were you guys? We were looking for you two.” Taehyung whined, clinging onto Jungkook. “They wouldn’t do anything till they found you two.”

 

“Do you know who was performing with Jungkook and Hoseok? They wouldn’t tell us. Like 4 years of friendship… just.. gone.” Seokjin said, dramatically, pretending to wipe away his tears. Jimin shared a knowing grateful look at Jungkook and Hoseok.

 

“Is that like the hot topic right now?” Jimin asked, curiosity overtaking him.

 

“Are you serious? Did you not see him perform? Like damn, that dude can move, everyone in the campus is talking about it now.” Namjoon added.

 

“Wow, you and Seokjin are really open in talking about other guys in your relationship.” Jimin noted, seeing that they were the only one in the group that was actively talking about his secret identity.

 

“We don’t get jealous easy.” Seokjin shrugged, “Anyways, since you didn’t see the performance, where were you?”

 

“I was in the school building, I needed to get something from my locker and put something in. Then after that, I needed a bathroom break.” Jimin said, giving Seokjin an “innocent” smile.

 

“Even if you missed it, I bet the Hopi-fanclub and Kookie-fanclub already recorded, and probably on YouTube already. Happens every year.”

 

“Can we play now?!~” Taehyung whines from behind Jungkook. Namjoon rolled his eyes at him, before moving somewhere in the crowd, and the 6 of the following him.

 

“Um.. by any chance, is there a way, to like…. remove the video?” Jimin asks, trying to pick the right words so they don’t ask any more questions.

 

“Why? Don’t you want to see it? It was beautiful.” Taehyung suddenly asked.

 

“Um.. the Dooly guy might be uncomfortable with the attention? I mean, if someone didn’t get your permission to post something that you were involved in on the internet, won’t you be uncomfortable? I do want to watch it before the video gets removed though.” Jimin added the last sentence to not send any more suspicion looks at him.

 

“That’s true. I feel bad for him. It’s probably going to be all over the hallways tomorrow.” Hoseok chuckled, just imagining the walls covered in Who is Dooly? posters. Jimin shook his head in horror.

 

 

---

 

 

When Jimin entered the school the next morning, he was expecting some pushing and snickering around him, but all he saw was the walls were indeed covered in posters of “Who is Dooly?” and everyone was murmuring to each other, seeing if anyone have an idea of who is was. Jimin noticed that Jungkook and Hoseok were pushed against each other with a group of girl that is surrounding them bombing the 2 with questions, Jimin laughs. When he noticed that Yoongi was also in another corner, also surrounded with another group of girls, bombing him with questions to see if he know who Dooly was. Jimin cracked up, holding himself up by leaning against the wall. Jimin takes another look at Yoongi, and noticed that his boyfriend was glaring at him. Jimin rolled his eyes, before getting next to Yoongi, sitting on the window seat that was just next to them. Pulling Yoongi in between his legs, but letting Yoongi face the fangirls that just ignored his presence.

 

“Jimin. Help.” He heard Yoongi said, in between his teeth. He just chuckles bringing Yoongi in a tight back hug.

 

“Nah, it’s fun watching this scene unfold.” Jimin said, looking around. “By the way, I don’t see Namjoon or Seokjin anywhere?”

 

Yoongi turned himself around, so he was now facing Jimin. He rolled his eyes, before replying, “Probably making out somewhere. Which we should totally do.” Yoongi winked at him, before leaning in, when his forehead touched Jimin’s he blew hot air into the other’s closed eyes face. “Boo!” Jimin opened his eyes, and pouted.

 

Suddenly the noise behind Yoongi went silent. “Are you guys dating?” A girl asked, mockingly. “Impossible right? Yoongi? Who decline more than half the school… dating a nobody that just started to hang out with Bangtan?”

 

Jimin looked at his lap. He heard Yoongi chuckled, he shut his eyes tightly expecting a hard blow from Yoongi. He felt Yoongi grab his chin, so he was staring into his eyes, their lips only 1 inch away from each other. Yoongi leaned in and gave Jimin a quick peck, “Do you guys have a problem with me dating this so call nobody? If you do get lost right now.” He heard Yoongi said, anger clearly present in his voice. Jimin sat hands covering his face, and face in all different shades of red. Yoongi took both of Jimin’s wrist holding it on his sides, before leaning in for a real kiss this time.

 

Jimin moans a little when he felt the pressure on his lips, he didn’t see it coming. He blushed, turning another shade darker, before returning the same amount of pressure he felt back. He felt Yoongi smirk on his lips, before he knew it, Yoongi was nibbling on his bottom lips. Breaking free from Yoongi’s hold, he placed his arms around Yoongi’s neck. Parting his lips slightly, Yoongi’s tongue invaded his mouth. Letting out a few quiet moans, he didn’t realize that everyone in the hall was staring at them. When he felt Yoongi forcefully moving away from him, he fluttered his eyes open while letting out a long whine.

 

“And here we have two lovebirds making out in public,” Jungkook said, mockingly at Jimin.

 

“Shut up.” Jimin said, jumping off the window seat.

 

(If y’all don’t know what I mean by window seat, it looks something like that.)

 

“Anyways, those fangirls are so annoying sometimes..” Seokjin said, ruffling his hair in frustration.

 

“What you mean by sometimes.” Taehyung scoffed. “They are always annoying.”

 

Seokjin rolled his eyes at him, “Anyways, why are they bombing Taehyung, Namjoon, Yoongi, Jimin and I? I mean we know nothing about his “Dooly” guy.”

 

“Yeah, I was wondering that when I walked into the school but the scene was too funny, so I didn’t mind.” Jimin said, bursting out in laughter again. “How long do this usually last?”

 

The other 6 shrugs, “Usually very short, or very long. I think this is going to stay till someone finds out who Dooly is though.” Jungkook said, leaning against the wall, holding his head.

 

“I can’t believe they don’t know who he is though. I mean it’s so obvious.” Yoongi said leaning on Jimin’s shoulder.

 

“Yeah, probably so obvious that it became so not obvi- wait. YOU KNOW WHO IT IS?” Namjoon said, sighing before yelling and the whole hallway started to look at the 7 boys. Everything went silent, before everyone started shouting questions at the 7.

 

Everyone glared at Namjoon, before trying to squeeze out of the crowd. When squeezing out of the crowd, someone’s textbook stabbed Jimin really hard on the stomach. Jimin fell on the floor with a groan. When Jimin fell, a loud thump sound echoed through the halls and everyone went silent again. When the people that was around Jimin saw his state, they all started panicking and leaving the hall. Leaving the halls empty, except for the other 7 boys. Yoongi’s eyes widen, running to Jimin’s side immediately. “Are you okay?! What happened? Are you hurt anywhere? Where does it hurt?” Questions flew out of Yoongi’s mouth like a machine gun. Jimin clutched on his stomach tightly, he opened his mouth to answer Yoongi, but the only sound that came out was a groan.

 

“What happened?” This time it was Taehyung, Seokjin, Namjoon asking. Jimin started to gasp for air. Yoongi started panicking, just staring at his boyfriend, not knowing what to do.

 

“It hurts.” Jimin said, slowly and weakly before he fainted from the pain.

 

“! What happened?” Namjoon said, “Oh my god! Is he died?”

 

Hoseok sighed, “Let’s bring him to the hospital.” Hoseok motioned Yoongi to carry the other, he started to walk away, making the other 6 follow him.

 

“Do you know what happened to him?” Yoongi asked all the sudden.

 

“I thought you knew about him getting bullied.” Hoseok said, confusion arising. “He’s getting physically bullied you know?”

 

“I only know that he is verbally bullied.” Yoongi said, looking down at the floor.

 

“Wanna fill us in? Cause, we kind of confused over here!” Namjoon said.

 

“Basically. Jessica’s crew.” Jungkook said, trying his best to answer anymore questions that were asked, before they reached the hospital.

 

“What is your relationship with him?” The nurse asked, when they placed Jimin in a room.

 

“I’m his… boyfriend.” Yoongi said, hesitating. The nurse looked up from her clipboard, clearly surprised.

 

“Okay, so already called his father. It was the only emergency contact that we were able to reach.”

 

“You called WHO?!” Yoongi suddenly shouted, making all the heads in the hallway turn.

 

“I’m sorry, sir. Can you please lower your voice, this is a hospital.” The nurse bowed. Walking away from the scene.

 

Yoongi slide down the wall he was leaning on. Burying his face into his knees, he started to pull his hair out of frustration. “Jimin is doomed. I am doomed. Jimin is going to hate me after this.”

 

“What happened Yoongi?” Seokjin asked, sitting down next to Yoongi. Yoongi ignored everyone’s presence.

 

“Jimin is doomed. I am doomed. Jimin is going to hate me after this.” Yoongi kept repeating the line over and over again. He started to let out a few sobs.

 

Namjoon looked down at his boyfriend and best friend, wondering what was happening. “What is he saying?”

 

“He keeps repeating. ‘Jimin is doomed. I am doomed. Jimin is going to hate me after this.’ I don’t know what that is about though…. What did the nurse tell him?” Seokjin said, looking at Hoseok.

 

“The nurse? She only said that the hospital already contacted his father. I don’t see what is wrong with that?” Hoseok said, clearly confused too.

 

Suddenly, everyone got the chills. Yoongi looked up, “We’re doomed.” He said, monotonically.

 

“How? Why?” Everyone asks at the same time.

 

“Jimin’s father…” Yoongi started, but was stopped when someone came into sight. “Is him.” Yoongi gulped, looking down again.

 

“Who?” Everyone asked confused. Looking behind them, their eyes widen. “CEO OF BIGHIT ENTERTAINMENT?!” They all screamed together. The man narrowed his eyes at the group of teenagers. Before remembering that he was out in public and the news reporters will get a hand of this.

 

“Good afternoon boys. Can you please tell me what relation you have with my son?” Mr. Park said, giving them a smile.

 

“Stop acting fake, you should show your real side to the reporters and your company is going down.” Yoongi said, loud enough for the others and Mr. Park to hear but not the other people that were in the same hallway.

 

“Well, what do we have here?” Mr. Park smirked. “I thought I told you to leave Jimin alone, 2 years ago?”

 

“Is that what Jimin really wanted? What you told me 2 years ago? That Jimin no longer want to see me?” Yoongi said, raising his voice.

 

“Do you think I really care about what Jimin wants? He is my son. I will not let my sons be an embarrassment to me.” Mr. Park said, calmly but anger was obviously present in his eyes.

 

“What does Yoongi mean by 2 years?” Namjoon whispered to Seokjin.

 

“Did Yoongi know Jimin… before?” Taehyung asked Jungkook.

 

“I don’t know.” Jungkook and Seokjin answered.

 

Yoongi and Mr. Park stared at each other, the air was filled with silence. A nurse decided that this was the best time to interfere. “Sir? Are you Jimin’s parent or guardian?”

 

“Yes. I am.” Mr. Park answered, still staring at Yoongi.

 

“Please come with me. You need to fill out some papers.” With that the nurse and Mr. Park walked away.

 

“Yoongi. You knew Jimin…. 2 years ago?” Taehyung tried asking Yoongi, who was still staring at the spot that Jimin’s father was standing.

 

“6 years ago.” Yoongi grumbled. Sitting on the floor again.

 

“What do you mean by that? I thought that we all met him… around 2-3ish months?” Namjoon asked, also confused and curious.

 

“I knew Jimin since I was 13…” Yoongi answered.

 

The others waited and waited for Yoongi to continue, noticing that Yoongi wasn’t getting the hint, Hoseok said, “Continue. We want to know the whole story.”

 

“Jimin’s father lied to me 2 years ago, saying that Jimin don’t ever want to see me ever again and that Jimin blames me for that car crash. I also learned that he lost some of his memories… and that Jimin’s father lied to me…”

 

“Wow… and here I was thinking of sending an audition tape to BigHit Entertainment.” Namjoon said.

 

“Jimin or his brother is going to be chosen as heir. Most likely Jimin’s brother because his parent’s just favor him more… Jimin’s parent despite homoual people.” Yoongi continued. “At first, they just dealt with me because at that time, they didn’t think that Jimin was going to an interest to the media… but after the car crash… every reporter started… you know. And he lied to me.. and that happened.” Yoongi said, giving up on explaining.

 

“So… that is why Jimin don’t remember you? But wouldn’t he think that there is a chance that you are the kid from his childhood by your name?” Jungkook asked.

 

“In the past, everyone called me by this one name, Suga. It was what everyone called me, no one called me by my real name. I told Jimin in the past my real name only once, and I don’t think that is one memory that he remembered.

 

---

 

 

In the room that Jimin was put in….

 

Jimin tossed and turned. Sweat was quick to appear on his forehead.

 

“Suga! Can I come over? I am so bored! My parents are in some business trip again. And my brother is over at his girlfriend’s place!~” 15 year old Jimin whined through the phone.

 

Suga’s laugh filled Jimin’s ear, making the other smile, “Do you need to ask? You have my front door keys.”

 

“I’ll be over in 15 minutes!” Jimin shouted through the phone, hanging up, before running out the door. In less than 15 minutes, Jimin was in front of Suga’s front door. Ringing the doorbell, only once before the door opened.

 

“You have the key, why do you have to ring the doorbell!!?” Suga whined.

 

“Because I know you are watching that variety show. Without me.” Jimin said, pouting. Which made Suga scoff, but gave Jimin a peck, so his pout was gone. Making Jimin blush.

 

The two cuddle on Yoongi’’s bed, watching Running Man. When it was 5 in the afternoon, Jimin’s phone rang. “Jimin. Where are you right now? Why aren’t you home yet?”

 

“Oh, Appa! I’m at Yoongi’s place right now. Are you home already?”

 

“Yes, I am. Come back home right now please. There is an emergency.”

 

“Ne, annyeong appa~” Jimin hung up, getting out of the warm bed. “Sugaaa~ I need to leave. Appa said there is an emergency at home!!~” Suga shot out of bed, “You want me to walk you home?”

 

“No. It’s okay, seriously. I already bother you enough today. Bye Suga~” Jimin said, as he was about to leave the room.

 

“My real name is Yoongi..” Suga said, hiding under his blanket.

 

Jimin chuckled, walking towards Suga again. Pulling the covers off of Suga, he gave him a quick peck. “Bye Yoongi!!”

 

A few minutes after Jimin was out of Yoongi’s house, he called Yoongi. “Hey. What happened? Why are you calling me?” Suga said, worried.

 

“Nothing.” Jimin said, laughing. “I just miss you~”

 

“Oh god, you scared me to death. You saw me not even 3 minutes ago.” Suga said, laughing at the other being cute.

 

“Just say you miss me too.” Jimin said, pouting. He looked up and saw the green light.

 

“Alright, I miss you babe~” Suga said, giving a kiss through the receiver.

 

“Eww. I didn’t ask for your kiss.” Jimin said, laughing at Suga’s cheesiness. Just as a car turned the corner.

 

“Are you watching where you’re walking? Make sure the lights are green before you walk! I’m not there to watch you! Okay?” Suga exclaimed through the phone. Just as the car speed it way towards Jimin’s direction.

 

“I did. Don’t worry about me. I will be fine. I’m almost home.” Jimin said, turning around when he heard a screech, his eyes widen. Dropping his phone on the ground, the car came in contact with Jimin’s body. Making it fly backwards, till it hit another car on the same street.

 

“Jimin? Jimin? Hello? Are you okay? Answer me right now. This is not funny..” Suga said, hands shaking. He did hear the screech through the phone. “I’m coming over to you in 5 seconds if you don’t reply. Don’t play with me!!!” Suga screamed through the phone. He jumped out of his bed, scramming to the front door, slipping on some flip flops before running towards Jimin’s house, knowing the path that Jimin takes. Hoping that Jimin is playing a prank on him. But, when he arrived at the scene, he slowly walked towards Jimin’s body. His knees giving out when he was next to Jimin’s motionless body. “JIMIN!!”

 

---

 

 

Jimin shot right up, after he heard Suga scream his name in his dream. he felt something digging into his skin. Looking down at his arms he realize that there were multiple needles that were piercing his skin. He winced. The door suddenly open, revealing 2 nurses and a doctor.

 

“What happened? Your heart rate increased? You’re also awake!” The doctor exclaimed, scared to death that something happened to his patient.

 

“So, I will ask you some questions in a minute. Get comfortable on the bed. It might take a while.” The doctor said, leaving the room and coming back 2 minutes after. “Okay, so, you ready? I’m going to ask you some questions and you will answer them, okay?” Jimin just nodded, confused.

 

“Okay, so when we checked your records, we saw that you were in a car crash 2-3 years ago right?” Jimin nods.

 

“We also saw that… you lost your memories, part of it. Do you think you remember anything in your childhood?”

 

“I think so…? I just had a dream. I think it was the day I got into the car crash.” Jimin said, obviously confused. “I saw Suga’s face! His face use to be blurry!” Jimin said, excitedly.

 

“Who is this Suga, we talking about?”

 

“My boyfriend.” Jimin said, beaming at him. But only to realize that he has Yoongi… Talking about Yoongi… “Suga said his real name is Yoongi…” Jimin ignored the doctor who was trying to get his attention. “Suga also looks a lot like Yoongi…”

 

“Mr. Park Jimin. I’m sorry for interrupting your thoughts, but since you are not going to answer anymore question. I’m going to bring your visitors in? They have been waiting since yesterday. However your father already left.”

 

“My father came?” Jimin ask, confused if he heard correctly.

 

“Yes, you father came and signed the papers, you are discharged after 4 in the afternoon.” The doctor said, standing up to leave.

 

“Thank you doc.” Jimin said, giving the doctor a smile, although the doctor can’t see him.

 

“It’s an honor. Now, if you excuse me.” The doctor left with the other 2 nurses in the room. After a moment he left, 6 boys started to pile in.

 

“JIMIN!” Yoongi called out. Jimin winced at how familiar it sounds. “Are you okay?”

 

“You are Suga right?” Jimin asked, bluntly. The other 6 in the room, frozen.

 

“We will wait outside, I guess.” Seokjin said, pulling the other 4 out of the room.

 

“You are Suga right?” Jimin asked again, tears leaving his face. When the door made a click. Jimin continued, “Why did you leave me after the car crash?” His voice cracking in the middle of the question.

 

“I am Suga.” Yoongi said, ruffling his hair, not expecting that to be the first question Jimin ask after they entered. “I didn’t leave you after the car crash.” He said calmly, not wanting Jimin to be angry at him.

 

“You weren’t there when I woke up… nor the other 2 years after the car crash. DID YOU USE THE CAR CRASH AS AN EXCUSE TO LEAVE ME? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I CRAVE YOUR HUGS AND KISSES?” Jimin yelled, crying.

 

Yoongi bit his lips. “I wanted to be there when you woke up.. but I was forbidden to enter your room. And your father lied to me… saying you blamed the car crash on me… and you never want to see me ever again.”

 

“Why?” Jimin said quietly.  

 

“I dunno.” Yoongi sat, on the hospital bed, placing Jimin’s head on his shoulder, giving him a tight side hug.

 

“Are you guys done? The yelling ceased.” Taehyung said, peeking from the door. When he saw the two, he jumped up and down. “You guys are okay now right? I knew it.” Taehyung went over giving Jimin and Yoongi a kiss on the cheek. The others slowly pile in.

 

---

 

 

A day later, when Jimin walked into the school, it was like the first time he walked in, everyone was minding their business, but the ‘Who is Dooly’ posters are now more persistent. There were more posters. Everyone is still wondering about the same question.

 

“Jimin! Hey! So we know that Hoseok, Jungkook and Yoongi know who this Dooly is.. so we were wondering, do you know who this Dooly is?” Taehyung asked, the minute he saw Jimin.

 

“Yeah, in fact I do. Like Yoongi said, it is really obvious who it was. It doesn’t take a genius to know.” Jimin said, walking towards Yoongi.

 

“Tell us~ The other 3 won’t say a thing! Not even my boyfriend! Can you believe that?” Taehyung said, falling on the floor. “This is killing us. I am so curious.”

 

Jimin only chuckled. “Jungkook, let’s go. We have first period together.”

 

“Yah! You forgot about your boyfriend! I also have first period with you guys!” Yoongi said, pouting at his boyfriend.

 

“Jungkook is more important. He doesn’t lie to me.” Jimin said, sticking out his tongue. Yoongi glared at him playfully before leaning in to bite Jimin’s tongue. Jimin jumped up, surprised. Jimin tried to talk, but Yoongi won’t let the rip he had on his tongue go.

 

“Okay. Yoongi! No PDA allowed.” Namjoon said, breaking the two apart.

 

“My tongue hurts~” Jimin whined.

 

After that they finally split up, going separate ways to their first period class. Halfway through the class, an announcement was made through the speaker. “Park Jimin, heir of BigHit Entertainment, please make your way to the main office.” Yoongi look at Jimin confused. “Min Yoongi, son of Korea Industry’s CEO make your way to the main office, too.” This time everyone in the class was looking at Yoongi. No one in the school know that Jimin was the Jimin that was mention, so they didn’t bother looking at him. Jimin looked at Yoongi in confusion. Why would both of them be needed at the same time?

 

“If you are called please make your way to the main office.” The professor said, talking directly to Yoongi, noticing that he wasn’t moving. The professor himself, not knowing that it was his student, Jimin being called. Yoongi stood up, packing his stuff, Jimin was hesitating, if he stand up right now, everyone will think differently of him.

 

“Jimin, why aren’t you packing up?” Yoongi said, walking towards Jimin, after he was all packed up and ready to go.

 

“Yoongi, please leave when you’re done, Jimin there can’t go with you, even if you are his boyfriend.” The professor said, trying to get Yoongi out of the room, so everyone will actually pay attention to him.

 

“They asked for Park Jimin, heir of BigHit Entertainment, too.” Yoongi said, talking back to the teacher.

 

“Yeah. I know, that. But… Jim- wait. Jimin is the heir of BigHit?” The professor said, flabbergasted.

 

“Wow, took you a long time.” Yoongi said, looking back, seeing his professor’s face. Jungkook who was sitting next to Jimin, facepalmed.

 

“Yoongi!” Jimin said, teeths clench together.

 

“What?” Yoongi said, innocently. “Come on! The headmaster is probably waiting.” Jimin hurriedly packed his stuff, and ran out the door, dragging Yoongi by the wrist.

 

“Yoongi! Why did you say that I was the heir of BigHit? Now, everyone is going to act differently when they are with me!!” Jimin whined.

 

“What? I mean Seokjin, Namjoon, Taehyung, Jungkook, and Hoseok didn’t act any different.” Yoongi said, pocketing his hands in his pocket, walking towards the main office.

 

“Whatever.” Jimin said, huffing before walking faster than Yoongi. Yoongi chuckled before running up to Jimin.

 

“Yeobo-ya. I’m sorry.” Yoongi said, giving Jimin a back hug, rocking the two side by side.

 

“Okay. I get it.” Jimin said, laughing at the other. “Now, come on. We might get in trouble if we take too long.

 

When they entered the main office, they bowed to the headmaster. “Hello sir. You asked for us?” Yoongi said.

 

“Ah, yes. Mr. Park has something to tell the both of you. He is waiting in that room.” The headmaster said, looking up before pointing to the nearby room.

 

Jimin and Yoongi both shared a confused look before heading towards the door. When they finally closed the door after them, Mr. Park started to speak. “So, yesterday I found out information about Yoongi. You are the son of Korea Industry, right?”

 

Yoongi just snickered at him, “What are you going to do if I am?”

 

Mr. Park sighed, “I’m willing to give you permission to have a public relationship with my son. If your parents allow it, it means it is for the best right?”

 

Yoongi gave him a side eye. “So, if I wasn’t the son of Korea Industry I won’t be allow to have a public relationship with your son? Tsk. Your son is already over 18. He has a choice to do whatever he wants now.” Yoongi said, fully glaring at the man in front of them. He held Jimin protectively in his arms, making Jimin blushed. “You want something to do with my company, am I right?”

 

Mr. Park sighed in defeat. “Okay, fine. Korea Industry and BigHit Entertainment had a rival competition going on 10 years ago. I didn’t want you to be anywhere near my son or this rival thing will become bigger, but seeing your parent are alright with it. If I give you my son, our companies will be allies with each other or at least stop attacking each other.”

 

“You use your son, way too easily. I don’t like that.” Yoongi said, growling at him. “We’re going. If you want to talk about contact and business talk to my parents directly. Not me.” Yoongi interlocked Jimin’s fingers with his, walking away from the room.

 

When they got out of the room, they bowed at the headmaster, saying ‘thank you’ before leaving.

 

The hallway was crowded, they found their group of friends waiting in front of the office. “What was that about?” Jungkook asked.

 

“Oh, Jimin’s father had to say something to both of us? Though he didn’t speak to Jimin directly. Eh. Anyways, we all have a free period right now right? Let’s go somewhere!” Jimin was looking at the ‘Where is Dooly?’ posters when suddenly a certain poster caught his eyes. Taking it off the wall, he walking back to Yoongi’s side.

 

“Yoongi... ? I think I’m in trouble~” Jimin sung. Yoongi looked at him weirdly. Probably wondering why Jimin was singing the fact that he was in trouble. Yoongi looked at the poster that Jimin was looking at. His eyes widen.

 

“Okay, and we are going to make a run for it.” Yoongi said, looking at the necklace around Jimin’s neck, seeing that it was not visible to the eye. He pulled Jimin towards the exit, motioning the others to follow.

 

When they all were seated in the dance studio, everyone was looking at the two, confused. “So, I guess it’s time to spill…” Jimin started. “Although half the group knows already.” He stared at Hoseok and Jungkook, giving him a half smile. “So… I might or not be this Dooly that is the hot topic…”

 

The whole room became silent before Namjoon, Seokjin, and Taehyung burst out a loud, “What?!” making everyone else in the room wince.

 

“This poster, that I am holding… shows that I am wearing a necklace, and says that everyone should take note of every boy wearing this necklace… so, I made a run for it?” Jimin explained.

 

“Wait. Let me let this sink in. You are Dooly. The hot and y dancing machine?” Seokjin said, trying to sort things out. The 4 people that knew just gave him a nod. “Woah. That is too much to take in. The innocent Jimin is the y dance machine.”

 

“Anyways, I really don’t want attention to be driven to me. The fact that the headmaster announced to the whole school that there is a Park Jimin who is the next heir of BigHit Entertainment will bring more chaos. Though only the people in my first period class knows, but I’m sure news spread quickly.” Jimin explained even further.

 

“Just face it? I mean, they will get over it somehow and you will now have Yoongi and us next to you.” Namjoon said.

 

“Right. I now have Yoongi and you guys next to me.” Jimin said, sarcastically. “I don’t do well with popularity if you haven’t notice.”

 

“Why? I mean isn’t that a good thing? You're going to be like the new hot topic of the whole South Korea soon, you are the heir of BigHit.” Hoseok asked.

 

“Because, when I was little… I got bullied, physically, worse than what happened to me 3 days ago.. Since then I was scared of people touching me without warning and I get scared when people are talking about me.” Jimin said, looking down. “I got really insecure… I guess you can put it that way.”

 

“Oh.” Everyone said at the same time. Even Yoongi, he wasn’t by Jimin’s side when this happened. “Anyways, it’s all in the past. Now you have us to go to.” Hoseok said, trying to lighten the mood.

 

“Yeah.” Jimin said, looking up giving them a sincere smile.

 

“Now. Let me ask you a question.” Seokjin said, giving him a huge smile. “Are you ready to face your fears?” Bring Jimin into a hug.

 

“I think so.” Jimin said, quietly.

 

“I can’t hear you!~” Taehyung teased.

 

“Yes.” Jimin said, louder.

 

“We can’t hear you!~” This time Namjoon, Jungkook and Hoseok said at the same time.

 

“YES!” Jimin shouted, then all 7 of them cracked up.

 

“Group hug!” Taehyung suddenly yelled, hugging Jimin. Everyone gather around Jimin.

 

“Hey! Let’s take a picture!” Jungkook suddenly suggested. Everyone crowded into circle, leaving Jimin in the middle, and Jungkook to take the picture. “Say cheese!!!”

 

When the picture was taken everyone gather around Jungkook to see the picture. “Chill, I’ll just send it to each of your phones.”

 

Everyone then took out their phones, complaints started to pour out of everyone’s lips, except Jimin.

 

“Today is the best day of my life.” He said staring that the picture.

 

Yoongi, who was standing next to him, heard him over the complaints agreed. “It is.” Yoongi leaned in for quick peck, but was stopped when Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi’s neck, kissing back with force. Yoongi circled his arms around Jimin before kissing him back with equal force, forcing Jimin’s lips to part, he then started to on Jimin’s tongue. They were snapped out of their own world when they heard a click sound.

 

“Wow. This was a nice shot. Jimin you want it?” Jungkook said, looking at the picture he just took. He didn’t wait for Jimin’s answer, before Jimin was able to answer, his phone vibrated signalling a new message. Opening the chat slowly, preparing himself. When he saw the picture, he blushed deeply. Everyone laughed at his reaction.

 

 

"I'm glad you sent me here, appa." Jimin thought to himself. Looking at the sky. They were now outside, heading back to the campus to go to their next class.

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(a/n) The end! :)  I'm not really proud of the ending but. I guess I am proud with the plot <3 

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