All The Things They Said

"WHAT THE FUCK,"

Jimin and Jungkook broke apart abruptly, staring at the owner of that angry, disgusted voice, with wide, fearful eyes.

Jimin stood up quickly, panicked.

"Oh my god, Suga,it isn't what it looks like."

Yoongi glared at him with his icy, cold eyes.

"Oh, so I didn't walk in the lot to see ya suckin' face with Jungkook !"

"O-ok, so it is what it looks like, but-"Jimin tried to explain, but Yoongi cut him off.

"What the fuck? What in the world were ya guys possibly thinkin'? Have ya two finally gone off your rocker! Ya guys are both guys for Christ sakes!"

jimin started shaking. He was scared of Yoongi,especially when he was angry. Yoongi was short-tempered, he would beat a guy up just for looking at him wrong. Nobody messed with August D for a reason; there was a reason for his reputation.

"W-we love each other, Suga...."Jungkook said barely above a whisper.

He stayed down on his spot on the ground. He was afraid, not only because his hero was disgusted and angry with him, but also because his and jimin's relationship barely even started and it was already ending.

Yoongi grabbed Jimin's arm in a bone crushing grip, making Jimin whimper. That's when Jungkook jumped up, trying to make Yoongi let go of Jimin.

"Let go of him, Suga.Please don't hurt him."

Yoongi turned his icy glare to Jungkook .

"I'm not gonna hurt the kid. I'm takin' him home and you're going to follow." He said, before he started dragging Jimin toward the direction of the Curtis's house.

Jungkook reluctantly followed; he was scared, but didn't want Jimin to go through this alone.

Yoongi slammed the front door open to the Park's house, dragging in a scared looking 18 year old Park jimin , who looked ready to piss his pants. Jungkook followed in behind them, closing the door quietly.

The whole gang was there, sitting around the table playing poker, and they looked like they were all having a fun time, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they stopped what they were doing.

Namjoon stood up from his spot.

"What's going on here?"

"I went over to the lot to see if Jimin and Jungkook wanted to hunt some action with me and ya'll never believe what I saw." Yoongi started.

Namjoon stared at his baby brother, concern evident in his eyes.

"What?"

Tae stared at Jimin , hoping it wasn't what he thought it was.

Yoongi looked down at Chimchim and started shaking him a little.

"Are ya gonna tell your brothers what ya and Jungkook were doin'?"

Jungkook grabbed Yoongi's arm that held Jimin's arm.

"Calm down, Suga. Stop shaking him. You're gonna hurt him."

Yoongi shrugged Jungkook's hand off, looking at him with piercing blue eyes.

"Don't tell me what the fuck to do, fag!" He snapped, but stopped shaking Jimin and looked at Namjoon .

"Since your little brother is being a pussy, I'll tell ya what I saw. They were kissing each other."

Tae winced, yup, he had been right.

The other gang members were shocked speechless, not sure they heard right.

Namjoon was the first one to speak.

"W-what,"

"Your baby brother and the gang's pet are fags for each other." Yoongi said bluntly, finally dropping Jimin's arm.

The whole gang looked at the two like they had just grown a second head.

Jimin bit his lip, unsure of what to do. When he thought it over, he grabbed Jungkook's hand, intertwining their fingers. He was going to fight, no matter what; he was going to fight for their love.

J gave him a small, shaky smile. Jimin returned it, before turning back to the gang.

"We love each other guys. I know we're both guys and its wrong, but we really do care about each other. I know it's only natural for a man and a woman to love each other, but some people just can't control who they fall in love with. Love is love."

Jimin and Jungkook saw flashes of disgust in the gang's eyes.

Jimin got tears in his eyes, but refused to let them fall.

"Go ahead, hate me, I don't care, not if you're going to hate me for who I love!"

"Ba – jimin –"Tae got up from his spot and slowly made it over to Jimin, gently touching his shoulder, but quickly retracted it like he had shocked him.

"Jimin, it's not that we hate ya and Jungkook , we could never hate ya, all of us love ya guys…But-"

Jimin glared at Tae through his tears.

"Yeah, well, if that's the case, then why won't you touch me, Tae?! Afraid my gayness will rub off on you?! Huh?! Afraid I'll try something on you?! Christ, Tae, you're my fucking brother, I'm gay, not a fucking sicko! This bothers the shit out of you, just be man enough to tell it to my fucking face! If you're going to let something like this become between our close brotherly bond, then fuck you! Fuck you, taetae!"

Tae was taken a back. Jimin never yelled at Tae, never and it hurt, but he shook it off.

"Ok, want to know the truth? I think ya completely lost your mind, Jimin! Loving another guy is a sin, it's against god, you're gonna go to hell for it. Do ya know what the world does to gays? They hunt them down and torture them to death. I don't wanna see that happen to ya, Jimin.I still love ya, a lot…I-its-its just…" His voice trailed off.

"Maybe I did lose my mind, Jimin , but I'm happy and you should be happy that I'm happy. I thought you were understanding, but I guess you're no better than Namjoon ." Jimin said, a few tears squeezing out.

"Park jimin !" Namjoon yelled.

"I will not tolerate that kind of language in this house and don't talk to Taetae like that! I forbid you to see Jungkook ! Tae's right, you're going to be hunt down by people and get seriously hurt if this gets out! I will not let that happen! It's for your own good, Jimin-shi ! Anyways, you're too young to be in love, you ain't gay, you're just confused, and you don't know what you're doing. You're going to meet one hell of a girl one day, so don't worry kiddo."

Jimin held Jungkook's hand tighter, balling his free hand in a fist.

"I am NOT going to stop seeing Jungkook ! I DO love him, I love him a lot! I'm GAY, G-A-Y, GAY! I'm never going to date a girl, I don't even like them!"

"Oh my god, will ya shut up!" Jin yelled, slamming down his cards on the table.

Jimin glared at him as he spat,

"No, you can't tell me what to do, Mama!"

"I always knew there was somethin' a matter with ya, kid, but golly, I never expected this. This just goes to show ya how fucked up ya really are. Somethin' like this will definitely get ya thrown in the wacky shack. God, it's wrong, disgusting, and unnatural, ya'll be lucky if ya don't get kill because of it."

Jimin scowled, dropping Jungkook's hand, so he could ball both his hands into tight fists, and took a step forward, looking ready to kill Jin.

"Jimin," Namjoon warned in a low, dangerous voice.

"Go to your room."

"No!" Jimin argued, keeping his eyes on Jin.

"Jimin , I'll tell you nicely one more time. Go to your room."

Jimin shook his head, glaring at Namjoon .

"PARK JIMIN, YOU BETTER GO TO YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW!" Namjoon exploded.

Jungkook looked at him, tears streaking down his dark cheeks.

"G-go, its ok, jimin, just…Just go to your room."

He gave him a shaky, lopsided grin.

"I'll be ok; I don't want ya to get in more trouble than ya already are, so just go head, jimin, don't worry about me."

Jimin's face softened. He caressed Jungkook's tearstained cheek.

"Ok, Jungkookie, I love you." He said softly, before kissing him quickly on the lips, not caring that the gang was watching them.

"I love ya too, Jimin-ah, I love ya too." Jungkook whispered sadly.

He was afraid this was the end, that this was the last time he would be able to see Jimin and he couldn't take it.

Jimin glared at his brothers and the gang as he walked past them to his and Tae's room. He slammed the door shut and walked over to the window, sitting down on the window sill. Jimin touched the glass; it was cold beneath his fingers.

It started raining outside.

And I'm all mixed up, feeling cornered and rushed
They say it's my fault but I want her so much
Wanna fly her away where the sun and rain
Come in over my face, wash away all the shame
When they stop and stare - don't worry me
'Cause I'm feeling for her what she's feeling for me
I can try to pretend, I can try to forget
But it's driving me mad, going out of my head