Jimin’s alarm goes off, he presses the snooze button, he sits up rubbing his eyes. He went to sleep late, his mom and he stayed up waiting for his dad, but he never came home from work. His mom told him to go to sleep, but he could not sleep so he stayed up using the computer. He still has not responded to the Dance Academy, unsure of whether he wanted to go away, the thought of being apart from Jungkook made his heartache. His dad did not come home until three in the morning, just when he was about to fall asleep his parents started arguing, so he had a hard time falling asleep. He stares at the clock, it read eight am, he gets off the bed and gets ready for dance class, not really feeling like going but he didn’t want to be home while his parents were fighting, its been awhile since he has heard his parents fight,

“I can’t believe she wants an abortion,” he mumbles underneath his breath, he goes downstairs, he can hear his parents in the dining room talking, they quiet down when he walks in and greets them, they greet him back, but he can tell the tension was still there.

“Aren’t you going to eat breakfast?” asks his mom, he shakes his head no and walks out.  He wasn’t in the mood to speak to his mother, he was angry at her for wanting an abortion. He pulls the car out of the garage and out the gates, he stops after spotting Jungkook running on the sidewalk,

He rolls down the window, “Jungkook-ah,” he calls out, Jungkook turns around walks towards to the car, 

“Good morning, hyung,” he says, leaning at the window, “Heading to class?” Jimin nods his head,

“Want to come with me?”

Jungkook laughs, “Is it allowed?”

“It’s not a school, you can come and observe if you want?” says Jimin.

“Okay,” says Jungkook, he opens the door and climbs in the car,

“Did you have breakfast?” asks Jimin.

“Not yet,” says Jungkook, Jimin glares at him,

“Then why did you say yes to me if you haven’t eaten yet?”

They stop for a light breakfast before heading to the dance class, still thinking about his parents, he was unable to eat anything, they walk into the studio, Jungkook grabs his wrist, softly,

“Are you okay?” he asks, taking Jimin by surprise,

“I’m fine,” replies Jimin, smiling. Jungkook stares at him for a few seconds as if reading Jimin’s mind, he sighs and let’s go of his wrist, Jimin avoids his eyes, hoping he doesn’t sense anything,

“Are you sure?”

“I’m fine really,” says Jimin, “My mom is having a baby, I’m about to be an older brother, why wouldn’t I be happy? I’m just exhausted because I went to bed kind of late.”

They walk into the class, Mina walks towards them,

“Hi Jungkook,” she says.

“Hi Mina-noona,” he replies, Mina’s smiling, wraps her arm around him,

“That means older sister, right?”

“Well, you’re older than me,” says Jungkook, “Do you not want me to call you that?”

“No, I’m perfectly fine with it, it just sounds so cute,” she says, laughing. Jimin shakes his head, moving her arm off Jungkook,

“Don’t call her that,” he jokes, “It’ll get into her head.” She makes a face at Jimin,

“Oh, Maria is not here, today, sick, so Jack is taking over the class for today,” says Mina.

Jack signals everyone to gather around to stretch before starting the class, Jimin motions Jungkook to take a seat at the empty chair next to the radio. Jungkook pats him on the back, smiling as he walks to take a seat. They start to do the stretches, Jimin’s eyes glance over at Jungkook who was looking back at him, he gives him double thumbs up, Jimin smiles returning to stretching to the stretches. While he was stretching, Jack walks to where he was standing, he places his hand on his shoulder, Jimin forces a smile but slightly shrugs his hand off, he glances back at Jungkook who smiles back at him. The last thing he wanted was to give Jungkook the wrong impression.

Jimin being exhausted and his parents fighting overwhelming him, was not able to focus, making mistakes here and there, tripping over people, missing the beat and rhythm in totally. He sighs as the music comes to end, Jungkook and Mina walks to where he was standing, hands on his hip,

“Are you okay?” asks Mina. Jimin rolls his eyes annoyed, wondering why everyone was asking him if he was okay, he stares at them and nods his head,

“I’m fine,” he replies, he notices Jack walking towards them, “Let’s go,”. As they start to walk out, Jack calls out his name, Jimin sighs and turns around,

“Yes?”

“Is everything alright?” he asks, “You seemed distracted today.” Great another ing observer. Jimin clenches his teeth and forces a smile, “Just having one of those days, I guess.”

“Oh, okay,” says Jack.

Jungkook and Mina exchange looks as they stare at Jimin, he gets the bag from his locker, not bothering to change and closes his locker. He takes a breath, feeling a little nauseous, he turns to Mina, 

“Do you need a ride home today?” he asks Mina.

“No, I have a ride,” she replies.

“Okay, I’ll see you later,” he says walking out of the locker room with Jungkook following him. The walk to the car was quiet, Jimin’s steps slowing down, feeling the sun burning onto him, he slows down, hand on his face, all of the sudden, he feels his blood rush down to his feet and the world spinning, he puts his hands out trying to find his footing, as if his heart stopped beating, he sways for a second before everything going black, and falling into Jungkook’s arms who rushed to catch him, and lowers him to the ground.

Jimin hears a voice faintly, he opens his eyes slightly, trying not to stare into the light above him, he sits up, gathering his surrounding, he sees Jungkook and Mina standing over him,

“What happened?” he asks, his head aching,

“You fainted,” says Jungkook, his voice shaking, kneeling beside him, “You were out for a minute.”

Jimin stares at the people standing around him, he forces a smile, tries to stand but his knees were still weak, Jungkook holds him,

“Take it easy,” he says, his voice getting loud, “You really scared me hyung.”

After getting situated, Jimin realizes he fainted because he didn’t eat anything and on top of it, he didn’t get enough sleep and danced for an hour, he didn’t think it would take a toll on his body. Mina drove them home and called a taxi to take her home. They say bye to her as she gets in the taxi and leaves. Jimin clears his throat, Jungkook was quiet the whole time, glaring at Jimin, angry.

“I asked you if you were alright, why did you lie to me?” he asks, voice serious and deep. Jimin avoids his eyes, he has never seen him so upset, , I’m such an idiot.

“I didn’t lie,” says Jimin, “I just…I didn’t really think about it, I didn’t I think I would faint.” Jungkook folds his arm, eyebrows raised, in doubt, he still glares at him, he sighs,

“You don’t trust me, do you?” Jimin eyes widen, baffled at the ridiculous question,

“Of course, I do,” he replies in defense, “What makes you think I don’t?”

“Because I asked you since we left in the morning if something was the matter,” says Jungkook, “You kept saying you're fine, then you faint because you dance on an empty stomach for an hour, knowing how hot it is. You don’t want to tell me what’s wrong with you.” Jimin sighs trying not get angry at Jungkook’s accusation even though he realizes Jungkook has every reason to be angry, but it wasn’t a matter of trust, Jimin just didn’t want to talk about his parents fighting, it didn’t seem like a big deal to bother someone else with it. Jungkook cuffs, shaking his head, while Jimin stared at him silently. As Jungkook starts to walk, Jimin grabs his arm,

“Sorry,” he says, Jungkook stops still angry, “I’m sorry, you were right, I don’t want to tell you what’s wrong but not because I don’t trust you.”

“Then what?”

“I didn’t want to bother you with it,” explains Jimin, “That’s how I am, if something bothers me, I just bury it inside without thinking about the consequences. My parents are fighting, I usually ignore it because it’s never bad, they fight sometimes but last night was bad. They thought I was sleeping but I heard everything, my mom doesn’t want the baby, she wants to get an abortion, my dad wants the baby.” Jimin’s chest tighten, he can feel a lump, as he clenches his teeth and fist, trying not to cry, “I…really…want her to keep the baby but if she is not happy about it…” his voice trails out, he sniffs, holding back his tears, he chuckles,

“I’m sorry,” says Jungkook, Jimin stares at him puzzled,

“Why are you apologizing?”

“Cause I’m selfish, instead of being patient, I lashed out at you, I just got so scared when you fainted, I couldn’t help it but be angry that you didn’t want to talk to me.”

He pulls Jimin into his arms, wrapping his arms around him, Jimin’s face buried into Jungkook’s chest, he can feel his heart beating and hands caressing his back as he squeezes him tighter, Jimin can feel his tears as they soak in Jungkook’s shirt,

“I want you to always talk to me hyung,” whispers Jungkook, “Even if it is smallest things that bother you, I want to know, I don't want you to bury things to the point of passing out.” Hearing Jungkook, Jimin couldn’t help his tears, rolling down his cheek and into Jungkook’s shirt. Jungkook releases him from his arms, and wipes his tears with his hand, just like he used to when they were kids, he leans down and kisses him on the cheek. 

“Sorry,” a voice comes from behind them, startling them, stepping away from each other. Jimin wipes his tears with his shirt, they exchange looks, shocked, they forgot they were standing in front of the gates in the house, they were so immersed in their own world, they didn't even realize the gates opened, 

“Mom,” says Jimin,

“Sorry,” says his mom, walking back to the house.

“!” says Jimin, grabbing his hair as he paces back and forth, “She saw us.”

“Sorry,” says Jungkook, “I…was not careful…I’m sorry hyung.” Jimin unable to think, loss at words, paces back and forth, his heart racing and palms sweating, he did not want to his mom to find out that way, he was unprepared, he takes a deep breath, calming himself,

“Um, it’s fine,” he says, looking at Jungkook, who kept apologizing, Jimin knows he didn’t mean to kiss him in front of the house,

“It’s fine,” says Jimin with a forced smile, “It was bound to come out one way or another. Um…I’ll call… I …. I have to go speak to my mom.” Jungkook grabs Jimin’s hand,

“Um, want me to come with you?” Jimin smiles, caressing his face,

“Thanks, but this something, I need to do alone.” Jungkook nods his head, pouting as he heads home. Jimin watches him, everything hitting him at once, he turns pale, his body starts to shake, he has been dreading this day more than anything. He wanted so bad to just leave without explaining anything to his mother or just go and deny everything, but he knew that would be unfair to Jungkook. He knows he can never deny his feelings for Jungkook, no matter the consequences, he takes a deep breath, breathing in and out. He opens the door and walks into the house, he drags his feet as he walks to the living room. His mom was sitting on the couch, flipping through the channel, he takes a deep breath and approaches her. Jimin takes a seat beside her,

“Mom,” he calls out softly, she sighs and puts down the remote, turning to look at him. He fidgets with his fingers, tapping his feet, trying to find something to say but draws a blank, he stares at his mom,

“Are you okay?” she asks, he stares at her dumbfounded,

“Huh?”

“You were crying,” she says, “Are you okay?”

“Um…yes, I’m okay, about what you saw, Jungkook and I…” his mom cut him off, 

“Are together?” she says, looking at him. He stares at her surprised,

“You knew?”

“Not really,” she says, “I had an idea though, you changed when Jungkook came back to Los Angeles, besides dancing, he is the only one who can make you smile the way you do.”

“I’m sorry,” says Jimin, “I know you are disappointed in me, I didn’t mean to fall in love with Jungkook, I just do.” She places her hand on his back,

“You have no reason to apologize,” she says, “You did nothing wrong.” Jimin smiles, he was not expecting his mom to be calm and cool about his uality, and not only that she also had an idea about his feelings for Jungkook, he hugs her, squeezing her, happy everything he thought was wrong, his fears and worries melting away. Sitting here and listening to his mom telling him it was alright, he suddenly felt stupid for thinking his mom would stop loving him if she founds out he is gay.

“I love you, mom.”

“I love you too,” she says, hugging him back, his hair. He kisses her on the cheek,

“I was so scared,” he says, exhaling relieved, she places her hand over his hand,

“Jimin,” she says dimly, “I know this won’t be fair to you, but I would like you to not tell your father, at least not now.” Jimin stares at her confused but remained silent, listening to her, wanting to know the reason she was asking him not to come out to his father.

“I know you’re an adult, we shouldn’t dictate you on how to live your life, I would happy for you to be with Jungkook openly but with everything going on with the baby, I don’t want to upset your father anymore.” Jimin bites the inside of his lower lip, he understands what his mom was saying, but he didn’t know how Jungkook would feel about them being discreet. He shakes his head not wanting to think about it, he smiles at his mom, “Don’t worry, I’m not in hurry to tell him anyway,” he says. She rubs his cheek, mouthing thank you. He hugs her again, happy he didn’t have to hide from his father. even though it was unplanned, he was happy she knew the truth.