“Hey Tae, do you believe in love?” Jimin spoke into the mic, twiddling his fingers as he waited for Taehyung’s response. “Love? Isn’t that a human emotion?” Taehyung asked, sounding confused as he spoke. “It is but... I don’t know you seem to be portraying a lot of those lately and I just thought...” Jimin trailed off. “That I could love?” Taehyung filled in helpfully and Jimin nodded, knowing full well that Taehyung couldn’t see him.

Slight little angsty Jimin/Jungkook fic for you all! 

Jimin allowed himself the pleasure of warmth and the indulgence of having the Jungkook's touch. And for a moment he could imagine himself walking down the aisle for the prince, for his beloved Jungkook. He imagined it was him that Jungkook had fallen so vastly in love with. He allowed himself these thoughts one last time. And that night Jimin laughed and danced with the love for the prince in his heart, and the thought of death in his mind.

“What if it’s not them? What if it’s them telling us the adoption didn’t go through?” Jimin whispered as the phone continued to ring loudly. It was Jungkook who plucked the phone out of Jimin's hand and pressed the talk button. "Hello?" Jungkook answered, and Jimin could hear a faint voice on the other line, but couldn't tell they were saying. "Yes this is the Jeon residence, how may I help you today..." Jungkook continued, and for the first time that day Jimin felt hope swell in him.