Chapter 2 – Disruptive Maknae

OT7 had just finished up another 12-hour marathon practice. The boys were instructed to go immediately back to their apartments to go to bed. They had another long day tomorrow with the filming of an episode of Run OT7! Jungkook and Jimin, as they usually do, chose to share a car ride back to the apartment. The two jumped into a mini-van with captain's chairs that faced each other. This was great for conversation and the two were able to talk it up during the ride home.

Despite exhaustion, both were in a relatively good mood. They recounted some of the more humorous events of the day and had a good laugh. All of their funniest moments seemed to revolve around something done or said by Tae. He really was the truest and most beautiful friend that they had ever had.

Jungkook did an impression of Soekjin that made Jimin howl in laughter. Jungkook was pleased with himself. He seemed to thrive off of Jimin's laughter these days. Jimin received a text that diverted his attention from he and Jungkook's conversation. Jungkook noticed that Jimin was absolutely glowing. He had no idea who was texting, but as Jimin read the words, a dynamic smile flashed across his face. Jimin became completely preoccupied and began staring down at his phone, leaving Jungkook alone with his own thoughts. Jungkook felt a twinge of jealousy growing within his chest. He didn't like his time with Jimin being interrupted.

Jimin smiled again down at his phone. He, ever so lightly, pushed his tongue out of his mouth and moistened the entirety of his lower lip. Jungkook's jealousy was quickly forgotten as followed the direction of Jimin's tongue and watched with eagerness as it disappeared into Jimin's mouth. The moment moved slowly. Jungkook could feel his senses overload as he took in the image of Jimin. His eyes widened just slightly as he watched the glow of the setting sun bounce off of Jimin's face as it shone through the window. Jungkook couldn't look away. He wanted to explore every part of Jimin's face as if studying, searching, learning the secrets behind his perfected beauty. He started with his eyes. Jimin had the prettiest eyes. Happiness and confidence lived within them. Jungkook traced the small lines around Jimin's eyes to the point where they disappeared behind the fiery red bangs of his hair. Next, he contemplated the smooth angles of Jimin's jaw line as they carried his eyes down to Jimin's perfectly elongated neck. As Jimin laughed, Jungkook watched his plump pink lips stretch across his brilliant white teeth….

"You know your staring is starting to get a bit creepy Jeon Jungkook." Jimin snickered while still looking down at his phone.

Just then the car reached the apartment and pulled over. "I wasn't looking at you." Jungkook protested.

"You find me attractive don't you Kookie?" Jimin said smugly.

"No!" Jungkook said in anger and frustration.

"Oh?" offered Jimin, "Then why is your dick hard? I can see it growing underneath your pants." Jimin thought this was hilarious. He laughed loudly at Jungkook's expense.

Jungkook hadn't even noticed that he had grown a huge boner while examining Jimin's beautiful features. He was overcome with embarrassment, but that was nothing compared to the anger and rage that he felt towards Jimin at that moment. As quickly as the car pulled over, Jungkook kicked the van door open and exited without saying a word to Jimin or even looking back. He could hear Jimin laugh boastfully from the car behind him.

"Jerk!" Jungkook mouthed as he got on the elevator. He wanted nothing more than to knock the hell out of Jimin and knock that stupid smug look off of his face. "I really should have hit him," he thought to himself.

As he rode up the elevator to his apartment, a conversation that Manager PD had had with him and the rest of the members about two years ago popped into his memory. In this conversation, he, Manager PD, asked the members to lay off hitting each other and to stop the petty fights that were erupting randomly almost daily at the time. The guys had gotten into their share of fights over the years. Jungkook seemed to find himself at the center of most of the altercations. It was often thought by the hyungs that Jungkook was a tad rude, and disrespectful, and selfish and arrogant and stubborn. His brothers, particularly Soekjin, were quick to put him in his place. Exhaustion, fatigue, long schedules and sleep deprivation only added to the frustration and quick tempers. Soekjin was always the quickest to lost his patience with Jungkook. But for some reason, it always seemed like Jimin was there to protect him. Jimin watched over him. Jimin kept him safe. Jimin was always there. Jimin never treated him poorly. Jimin never judged him. Jimin. Jimin, that beautiful face.

Jungkook's temporary moment of anger passed him. He could never stay angry with Jimin, even if he was being a jerk. His emotions, embarrassment and penis had all settled down.

He couldn't decipher within his own mind why he was so angry. It was probably just easier to take his frustrations out on Jimin than to face what had really happened. He tried to make sense of this preoccupation with him that had developed so recently. Jimin was right. The staring was becoming more frequent and it was really creepy. It was a completely unconscious act over which Jungkook seemed to have no control.

There had always been something different about Jiminie-hyung. He seemed to like Jungkook much more than what was normal. Jimin was quite shameless about letting everyone ANYONE who would listen, know how he felt about the Maknae. Jungkook hated receiving this type of attention. He often asked hyung to just leave him alone. But Jimin seemed incapable of anything but complete adoration for Jungkook.

At one point, Jungkook even went so far as to start avoiding Jimin. He didn't want the attention. None of the other hyungs treated him this way, why was Jimin always in his face? But as with most things, if it happens frequently enough, you kind of get used to it and start to ignore it. Maybe even start to like it. After years of dealing with Jimin's proclamations of love, Jungkook developed a tolerance to the behavior and it really no longer bothered him. Even the other members began to consider it a running joke.

Lately though, something was different. Jimin was starting to get under his skin. He found it difficult to ignore him. In fact, Jungkook was starting to actually CRAVE Jimin's attention. A small volcano erupted in his chest whenever Jimin would hug him or touch him or look at him. Jungkook always enjoyed Jimin's company. They truly had a lot in common and they were the best of friends. Jiminie-hyung was sweet, selfless, adorable, loving and caring.

Jimin had a calming effect on Jungkook that he couldn't explain. It was so comfortable to be in his presence. He wanted to be with Jimin always. He loved all of his hyungs and they were all good to him, but…Jimin…Jimin. Jungkook hung his head in shame as he had a realization; he didn't see Jimin as just a friend or a brother. He felt something more. Jimin's sleek androgynous attractiveness didn't help matters. Jungkook thought Jimin was beautiful.

"Why do I feel like this?" Jungkook raised his fist and struck himself lightly in the side of the head with frustration as he contemplated his reprehensible feelings. He walked off the elevator and headed towards his room. Jungkook felt like he was losing his mind. This wasn't right. He reflected back on the incident in the car. Was he actually attracted to Jimin? A band mate? Someone who was supposed to be like a brother? GROSS Jungkook! Shame overwhelmed him. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" He thought to himself. To make matters worse, absolutely worse, he had for the first time reacted PHYSICALLY to Jimin's presence by getting an erection just from looking at him.

If he was truly honest with himself, this had happened before. There had been uncomfortable moments where Jungkook, for a few brief seconds, felt a rise while he and Jimin were rough-housing or playing. What happened today however, was definitely a first. Not only did he get a huge boner from his stare fest with Jimin, but Jimin actually saw it. Was there a blanket that he could crawl under to just die? This was the worst.

Jungkook kicked off his shoes as he walked through the doors of his apartment. His back was aching from the long day of practice. The blisters on his feet were puffy and tender making it painful to walk. He stepped gingerly across the floor in his bare feet as he peeled off his sweaty practice clothes. He just wanted to jump in the shower and go to bed. He turned on the shower to let the water heat while he brushed his teeth. Right at the moment he was about to step into the shower, there was a knock at the door. "Really?" He exasperated aloud. Jungkook thought for about 10 seconds if he really wanted to open the door. He crinkled his nose and decided it was best to answer less it be an emergency or some other important matter. He grabbed his robe and covered his naked body. As he headed for his apartment door, the person on the other side knocked again. This time a bit more aggressively. The knock wreaked of Jimin. He swung open the door in agitation and saw Jimin standing there.

"Jiminie-hyung," he breathed "what's up?" Jeez, why did he say that? What a stupid time to get awkward Jungkook, he thought to himself.

Jungkook was somewhat surprised to see Jimin at his door, especially considering how mean he had treated him and the way he exited the car. He moved slightly to the right as an indicator for Jimin to come in, but Jimin did not move. He stayed glued to the spot looking very serious. Jimin and Jungkook's eyes met for a brief second before the younger pushed his gaze down to the floor. Jimin placed an open palm under Jungkook's chin and delicately lifted his head so that their eyes could meet again.

"Look, I'm sorry for what I said in the car," Jimin said sincerely. "It was childish and…I upset you and that was never my int…"

"It's fine," Jungkook interrupted, "forgotten," continued Jungkook. He didn't want to talk about this. Why did Jimin have to even bring it up again? Why couldn't he just let it go?

"I appreciate you coming up here for this, but let's just forget about it ok?" Jungkook said semi-pleading.

"You make me crazy sometimes, Jeon Jungkook," Jimin's voice was light, but there was no smile accompanying it.

Jungkook was growing increasingly more uncomfortable with each word Jimin spoke. Finally, his tension erupted into him nervously patting his blistered foot up and down on the floor. Jimin knew all too well the signs of Kookie becoming anxious. He decided it was time to leave.

"Oh hey, you left your Beats in the car." Jimin lifted his right arm. He had Jungkook's headphones tightly gripped in his right hand.

"Thanks, hyung" Jungkook replied as he mirrored his lifted arm with Jimin's. As Jungkook grabbed for the headphones, his hand met Jimin's hand. Jimin was slow to let go. With no conscious effort, Jungkook's eyes floated back up to Jimin's face, their hands still locked in a soft battle that no one wanted to win. Once again, Jungkook lost himself in Jimin's face. He drank in the sight of Jimin's sweaty wet hair clinging to his forehead. He marveled at his puffy pink lips and the underlying smile that lay dormant waiting to attack. He glanced into the pool like fluidity of Jimin's eyes. There was danger in gazing there too long. Jimin's eyes were like a lure. Jungkook knew if he stayed there for too long, he may not ever escape.

Jimin un-expectantly let go. Jungkook was surprised and had to double grip the headphones with both hands to keep from dropping them.

"Don't drop those Kookie, they aren't exactly cheap." Jimin grinned as he turned and disappeared down the hallway.

Jungkook stepped back into his room, closed the door and headed back towards the running shower. He threw his head phones on the desk. The vision of Jimin's visit was playing over in his head. What was happening to him? He just couldn't understand. There was a growing vat of shame and confusion that lie like a solid block of lard within his chest. This was an impossibly bad situation. Jungkook knew that he couldn't let anyone else find out about this. He could be kicked out of the group for crushing on one of the brothers. He had to control this situation, even if it meant spending less time with Jimin or avoiding him. He also had to convince Jimin that he didn't like him. Maybe if Jimin knew that he didn't want him, he would leave him alone and all of Jungkook's confusing feelings could go away.

As he stepped into the shower, Jungkook realized that he had another problem that he didn't need. For reasons he couldn't explain, his encounter with Jimin at his front door had made him hard again. He wanted to ignore it. But he couldn't stop thinking about Jimin and that dazzling smile. Jiminie had the most beautiful neck Jungkook had ever seen. He imagined rubbing his hands down the entirety of Jimin's neck and kissing it at the adam's apple. Unconsciously, Jungkook began stroking his cock. The blazing hot water from the shower was pouring all over his sore and tired muscles. This only increased the sensation and made his dick even harder. He reached up with his right hand to lubricate it with liquid soap and then continued to glide his hand up and down his dick slowly. The feeling was so good. He leaned his forehead against the wall of the shower as his stroke increased in pace ever so slightly. He closed his eyes tightly. Visions of sweet Jimin were flashing through his thoughts. He knew this wasn't right, but he didn't care. He wanted to jack off to the fantasy of Jimin. He began to fantasize that it was Jimin who was stroking him. He pretended. ��Jiminie," he moaned quietly. Jungkook could see Jimin's pale face within the dark room created by his closed eyes. He could see the tight muscles of his abdomen. He could see every vein in Jimin's neck. He could see his dick sliding into Jimin's mouth. The last thought was too much. He feverishly began stroking his swollen cock faster and faster. His mouth gaped open wide. He began to tremble as he felt the swell grow and move through his body. "I'm coming baby," he whispered imaginatively to Jimin who wasn't there. The thought of Jimin's pink lips wrapped around his hard-pulsating cock drove his orgasm even deeper. A streak of semen erupted from violently from his dick and splatted against the shower wall. Jungkook slowed his stroke and squeezed the last bits of cum from his shrinking dick. He let out a sigh while laughing at himself. How would Jiminie-hyung feel if he knew that Jungkook was using fantasies about him to jerk off? Jungkook's smile was quickly dampened by the reality of his situation. His mind was under assault from the barrage of questions that he just couldn't answer. Jungkook talked to himself and we walked towards his bed.

"Why can't I control this?"

"Why is this happening?"

"Is this Jimin's fault?"

"Why am I attracted to a man?"

"Am I over reacting?"

"What does all of this mean, am I just over reacting?"

Jungkook thought about this last question. Maybe he was over reacting. The guys had had no access to women since their debut. Maybe this was just a consequence of what happens when you force a bunch of sexually frustrated men together with no relief. They were close to their sexual prime, yet they weren't really having sex. Jungkook concluded that his awkward feelings for Jimin were nothing more than sexual frustration. "Yeah, that's it, that's all it is." He said aloud. "It will pass. I just need to be with a girl. Simple."

Jungkook's foolish immature mind also concluded that he needed a plan. He needed a plan that would push Jimin away once and for all. A plan that would let Jimin know that Jungkook didn't want him and that he wasn't "that way". Once Jimin knew that Jungkook had no feelings for him, this would all be over and they could work on being friends and brothers. Jungkook thought that Jimin could be happier too, if he were to move on.

Jungkook finished his shower, got dressed and crawled into bed. He was the only member to have an apartment to himself. At times like this, he was really grateful that no one was around to see him talking to himself. His mind was anxious and it seemed impossible to turn it off. Jungkook laid in bed. He reflected on the days practice as a distraction from thinking about Jimin. Practice had been brutal and all of the members were worried about nailing the choreography. Hoseok had really driven them mercilessly during rehearsal. It seemed like everyone was struggling. Everyone except…Jimin. Jiminie-hyung's a majestic dancer. So strong. So graceful. Jimin is beautiful… was the last thought that traveled through Jungkook's mind before falling asleep.**

Jungkook's mindless staring was starting to become more frequent. The Maknae was awkward to say the least. After all of these years, Jeon Jungkook was finally starting to notice Jimin in a romantic way. Jimin could tell Jungkook was falling for him. The trouble now was that Jungkook was too stubborn and to immature to accept it.

'Shit', thought Jimin, 'he's so immature. This is probably a lot for him to process." Even Jimin had trouble processing it to be honest. He couldn't understand how he fell so head over heels for this brat, Jungkook. It was truly love at first sight. The Maknae wasn't the easiest member to get along with. He was arrogant, rude, at times disrespectful, selfish and stubborn.

"Yeah, you really know to pick em'," Jimin said aloud to himself. "Wait a minute," he murmured as he argued with himself, "He has some great qualities too. He's caring, loving, talented, emotional, romantic and GORGEOUS."

Even though Jimin felt excited at the prospect of building something with Jungkook, he had to admit that today was just weird. He didn't want awkwardness to exist between them. To make matters worse, Jimin admittedly didn't handle the situation very well. "I should have known not to tease him" Jimin thought apologetically. Jimin was so turned on by seeing Jungkook's erection in the car that he just couldn't ignore it. "Why did you have to say anything Jimin?" Jimin already knew the answer to his own question. It was just an impulse. He was used to being shameless and bold and speaking his mind. Today was no exception, but this time it may have backfired. Kookie was really angry and really embarrassed. Jimin hoped that he hadn't made things worse. The anger in Jungkook's eyes was kind of scary. Jimin apologized, but, he wasn't sure if Jungkook really forgave him.

The years that Jimin spent pining after Jungkook hadn't exactly been easy. Jungkook had been a jerk toward Jimin for quite a few years. Sure they got along well as friends, but Jungkook always kept him at arm's length. Jimin was accepting of them being only friends but he always wished they could be more. Sometimes, Jungkook was just mean spirited towards Jimin. Might even be fair to say that Jungkook was a bully towards Jimin at times. He never held it against Jungkook however, because he knew he was young, immature and stupid. Jimin was able to laugh off most of the abuse, especially when the camera's were rolling. When the camera's stopped however, he had a harder time hiding his hurt feelings. The constant teasing of his height, weight and looks were particularly hurtful. Jimin recalled one occasion where Jungkook had ranked him as the ugliest member of OT7 while on a local radio show. Jimin couldn't understand how Jungkook could be so cruel towards someone who treated him so well. He cried for two days after that incident.

Jimin appeared outwardly confident, but internally he struggled with self-image and self-acceptance. He was so critical of himself. The teasing from Jungkook, someone he held in high regard, didn't help. Deep down, Jimin knew that Jungkook never meant to hurt him. In fact, most of Jungkook's treatment of Jimin was a defense mechanism for coping with the feelings that were developing. Even before debut, JImin could sense that Jungkook liked him much more than he let on.

Nowadays, Jungkook was a bit more mature. Insults hurled and Jimin were few and far in between. In fact, Jungkook had become protective of Jimin, not allowing anyone to tease him or say an unkind work. Jimin welcomed this change. Although Jungkook wouldn't acknowledge any feelings for Jimin, his behavior spoke volumes about his evolution.

Just as Jungkook had matured, so had Jimin. The older and more mature Jimin had a certain "swag". He was definitely more confident. It was no secret that Jimin looked completely different from the pre-debut days. He had undergone a metamorphosis of sorts and everyone, including Jungkook, took notice. Gone were the days of the pudgy faced kid with thick glasses. The dancing and long practice hours had chiseled his muscles giving him a tight, buff physique. He had lost about 15 pounds of fat and replaced it all with lean mass. Age had matured his facial features. His sweet swollen cheeks were replaced with a tight jaw line that looked at if it had been sculpted by an artist. High cheek bones and flawless skin coupled with his famous brilliant smile became the new image for Park Jimin. He also grew a couple of inches which didn't hurt either. The group stylist decided that Jimin would sport fiery red hair for this new era. The red contrasting against his pale skin accentuated his features even further.

Jimin arrived at his apartment and dragged through the front door. He plopped down on the bed with a smug grin on his face as he recalled the incident in the car. Jungkook getting an erection in front of him was so fucking sexy. The thought of Jungkook being attracted to him was euphoric. The days of Jimin being ranked last in the good looks category were definitely gone. Jimin let out a laugh. He thought about the visit he had just made to Jungkook's apartment. Jungkook was wearing a robe, and he was naked underneath. For a moment when Jimin handed him his headphones, their hands touched. Jimin wasn't sure, but he thought he saw a slight tent rise under Jungkook's white robe. It had only been about ten minutes since he returned from Jungkook's apartment, but he already missed him.

Jimin lifted himself up from his bed. He was still wearing his sweaty practice clothes. He walked into the bathroom,

"Tae-Tae" he called out.

Taehyung was taking a shower, "Ya," Tae called back.

"You almost done? I'm exhausted and I want to shower and go to bed," Jimin yelled.

"Almost done Hyung," Tae said understandingly, "oh hey, you got a phone call." Tae continued.

"What?" said Jimin, "Why would someone call me here in the apartment and not call my cell phone?"

"I can answer that actually," said Tae, "he said that he got a new phone and did not have your cell number. The only number he had for you was written in an old address book and it was this number to the apartment."

"Ok," said Jimin, "well who was it?"

"I can answer that too," said Tae, "he said his name was Taemin. Great name by the way. Seems like I remember him." Tae concluded. "It's all yours hyung". Tae grabbed a towel hanging from a nearby towel rack and covered himself before opening the shower door. He stepped out of the shower and disappeared into his bedroom.

Jimin's mouth dropped open slightly. He leaned over the porcelain bathroom sink absent mindedly staring into the bottom. "Taemin?" he thought to himself. "Calling me after all these years. What in the world could he possibly want?" Jimin's mind swam through the distant memories.

Taemin and Jimin had been friends since they were very young. It was right before Jimin joined HB agency that their friendship blossomed into something more. Taemin was Jimin's first love. He was Jimin's first crush. He was Jimin's "first time". Sometime long ago, he was Jimin's everything. The two had not exactly parted ways on the best of terms. In fact, the last words that Jimin uttered to Taemin were some of the most hurtful he had ever spoken. But, now he was calling. "What could he possibly want?" Jimin asked himself again.

Taemin and Jimin were so young when they were dating. They were immature, ill tempered, aggressive and inexperienced. Neither of them knew how to handle the emotions they were experiencing at the time. Jimin regretted the way he and Taemin left things but for whatever reason, he never had the courage to call and clear the air. Now two years later, Taemin was calling him. Taemin was calling. Why was Taemin calling?

In 2012 Taemin and Jimin had both been accepted into competing entertainment agencies at the same time. Taemin started with a boy band, but after the band dismantled years later, he became a very successful solo artist. Jimin was accepted into HB and one of the last members to join the group, OT7. Taemin and Jimin had been dating two years prior to them being signed as artists. The two met in school and they did everything together. They were two young teens discovering life as partners. They even discovered their sexuality. They had the courage to define who they were and what they wanted despite being discouraged from doing so.

Both knew at an early age that they wanted to entertain because they had a mutual love for dancing and performing. They always had the dream of working together as entertainers, but when they were both accepted into different agencies, that dream faded. Both boys moved to Seoul to become trainees with their respective agencies which meant that the two had little if any time together after they began their careers. Both endured excessively long practice days. When they did have moments together, the moments were usually rushed and very brief. Despite the challenges, both of them made strong efforts to continue their relationship. Given the odds against them, it should have come as no surprise that there was difficulty keeping their relationship together. Jimin accepted most of the blame for things not working out, but ironically enough, it was Jungkook who was at the center of the demise of their union.

The beginning of the end for Jimin and Taemin started the day that Jungkook was introduced as the newest member of OT7. Months had gone by without Taemin and Jimin seeing each other. Taemin's agency have given him a rare day off. He decided to spend it at HB studios with Jimin during OT7 practice. It wasn't ideal, but both men were happy to have the precious time. Jimin had a ten hour practice scheduled for that day. Taemin received special approval from HB Management to sit in on the practice and watch.

Taemin arrived at the studio about 2 hours after practice had already begun. He walked in full of anticipation because he couldn't wait to lay eyes on his Jimin. When Taemin did finally spot his boyfriend, he was surprised to see the new image that HB had developed for him. Jimin looked very different from the days when he had first started as a trainee. Jimin's group began as a hip hop rap group. They had a rougher more urban image. Jimin's persona had been manufactured to give him a harder hip-hop, bad boy edge. Jimin was sporting jet black hair, baggy jeans, timberlands and a backwards baseball cap on his head. His sleeves on his shirt were cut off to reveal his long veiny, toned arms. The muscles of his biceps and forearms were prominent. This was quite a departure from the chubby Busan born Chemistry and math nerd that Taemin had fallen in love with. Taemin wasn't overly fond about the new image, but it wasn't an opinion he would share with Jimin.

Jimin smiled when he saw his boyfriend enter the room. The group was on a break so he walked over to greet him. Typically, Jimin had to stand on his tip toes to be taller than Taemin but the Timberlands he was wearing added at least three inches to his height.

"Hi handsome," Jimin said as he greeted Taemin with a lose hug. Taemin was a bit disappointed in the greeting that Jimin provided. He couldn't understand why Jimin was so conservative with his affection. They hadn't seen each other in months. The Jimin that Taemin knew had always been unapologetically bold with his public displays of affection.

"Is that any way to treat your boyfriend who came all this way to see you, what's with the half hug?" Asked Taemin.

"I'm at work," Jimin said seriously, "I can't exactly jump your bones in front of everyone."

"When has that ever mattered?" Taemin countered as he reached forward to give Jimin a kiss on the lips. Jimin quickly fell back away from Taemin avoiding his kiss.

"I said I'm at work, we can't do this here, " Jimin had a hint of irritation in his voice.

"OK, sorry," Taemen apologized. Jimin's band mates all knew about his relationship with Taemin. Still, Jimin thought it disrespectful and unprofessional to flaunt it in front of everyone in a work setting.

"Now, let's go meet the rest of the group shall we?" Jimin pushed Taemin forward. "Everyone, this is my friend Taemin". They all politely bowed as they went around in a circle introducing themselves. Taemin didn't really catch any of their names. He was too busy glaring at Jimin trying to figure out why he was introduced as his "friend" and not boyfriend.

The group reconvened to continue practice. Taemin made note that he would discuss that matter with Jimin later.

"We also have a new young trainee coming today," said Jimin inclusively.

Namjoon chimed in, "He is an amazing talent and he will be a great addition to the group. And he's only 16 years old."

"He's the one," said Yoongi, "he's the one that will put us over the top." Yoongi added.

Taemin took a seat on a chair that was stashed in the corner. His eyes toggled between his phone and the practice. He sat patiently and lovingly through the excruciatingly long practice. Jimin's breaks were short and infrequent. Every break however, Jimin would shuffle over to Taemin to give him a smile and have quick conversation.

Taemin loved watching Jimin glide effortlessly across the practice floor. He was truly one of the most gifted dancers in the Country. Jimin gave it his all whenever he danced. He had trained in modern dance for years before becoming a trainee. He also was a skilled black belt and swordsman. For years Jimin had put his body through unparalled rigor to perfect his craft. The years of hard work were paying off, however the pressure he put on his body was starting to take a toll. Jimin was paying the price much too early in his career.

The long grueling work day was affecting Jimin more than the others. Only Taemin knew what Jimin was experiencing. The two had been together for a long time and he knew when Jimin was suffering. He could see it behind his eyes. Jimin was in pain. Of course, Jimin would never tell anyone of his suffering. Nor would he allow any signs of pain to show. He smiled, danced, laughed just as hard as he would normally.

Taemin's heart bled for his sweet brave lover. He admired his inner strength and his courage so much. Taemin had already made plans for them to spend a special evening together at his apartment. He knew Jimin would be exhausted so he kept things simple; a nice hot bath, a bottle of Jimin's favorite wine, and a massage for his aching muscles.

Mercifully, practice ended an hour early in expectation of the arrival of the new member. Namjoon left the practice room to head to the front office to pick up the new kid. Jimin was leaning heavily on Hoseok as they stood waiting for Namjoon to return. Despite his pain and exhaustion, Jimin steadied himself and leaned forward with great excitement as he watched Namjoon re-enter the room with the Maknae. Namjoon walked authoritatively as he approached the area where the members were standing. The new trainee was walking slowly behind him. His full face was hidden completely from view by Namjoons blossoming Mohawk. Jimin pushed up to his tippy toes and leaned harder on Hoseok to try to see. They all shifted lightly to the right to try to see around Namjoon. Even Taemin was anxious to see the kid.

The golden child had arrived. The one who had been accepted into five different agencies. The one who was a triple threat as a singer, dancer and rapper. The one who everyone wanted. Taemin locked eyes with Jimin and they both laughed at the absurdity of the situation. The pomp and circumstance surrounding this kid was a bit over the top. Namjoon's tall frame coupled with his fluffy Mohawk effectively concealed the Maknae throughout his entire entrance into the practice room. By the time Namjoon finally did move, the newbie had entered into a deep bow revealing only the top of his head.

"Hyungs." he said as he mumbled towards the floor. The rest of the members also bowed deeply in a single coordinated movement. Taemin had shuffled forward quickly to get in place behind Namjoon. He and Jimin were now facing each other. Taemin watched Jimin's face as the trainee finally terminated his bow and stood back up.

What happens next can only be described as a major toll gate in modern history. A turning point. A disruptor. The Universe shifting upon itself. The apocalypse for some, the big bang for others. The trainee raised himself slowly from his deep bow finally revealing his face. Taemin continued to watch Jimin's face as Jeon Jungkook was formally introduced. Taemin attempted to catch Jimin's attention, fully expecting for them to share another silly grin. But Jimin suddenly seemed a world away. He did not return Taemin's glance at all. Instead he was gazing at the new guy and there was something in Jimin's gaze that Taemin didn't like. He was uncomfortable with the way Jimin was staring at "Jungkook". It was a look that Taemin knew all too well. What Taemin saw in his boyfriend's eyes, was desire. Jimin seemed to lose himself, forgetting everything around him. Taemin really, really didn't like this. He slid himself forward even further to get a better look at the boy who seemed to be mesmerizing HIS boyfriend.

It was true that the kid was exceptionally attractive. If there was anything that he knew Jimin liked, it was a pretty guy. Although Jungkook was about two years younger than Jimin and three and a half years younger than Taemin, he already towered over both of them. The boy had dark brown hair, nothing special, deep dimples, nothing special, wide bright eyes, nothing special, a prominent nose, nothing special and flawless teeth. "Above average looks", thought Taemin, but nothing special.

Namjoon began to speak, "OT7 meet our newest member Jeon Jungkook." He said with pride. "Please introduce yourselves," he continued.

"Kim Soekjin, hello"

"Min Yoongi, Hi kid"

"Jung Hoseok, I am your hope, J Hope, nice to meet you"

"Kim Taehyung, nice to meet you, welcome"

Jimin stepped forward to speak but offered nothing but silence and a blank expression. He furrowed his brown and lifted his eyes to the ceiling. He seemed to be searching the sky for an answer….

"Is this for real? Is he really having trouble remembering his own name?" Taemin thought angrily to himself.

"Park Jimin!" Taemin blurted out angrily, forgetting his place.

Jimin smiled wildly, "YES, Park Jimin," he repeated, "welcome, we're happy to have you here."

Jimin stepped closer to Jungkook and shook his hand. He was noticeably the only one of the members to do so. Taemin shifted forward and slid next to Jimin. He dropped his hand next to Jimin's hand so they could touch just slightly. Taemin's stomach continued to flip flop as he watched Jimin continue to drink in Jeong Jungkook like a greedy little songbird. Taemin slid even closer to Jimin in an attempt to grab his attention and break up whatever shit was unfolding in front of him.

Taehyung leaned over onto Yoongi's shoulder and whispered,

"Um, what's happening here?"

"I think a shit storm, but don't quote me on that," Yoongi explained.

"Hello, I'm Taemin, Jimin's boyfriend," he stated calmly.

"Ok," Jungkook replied disinterested.

Jimin shot Taemin a look that would have killed a lesser man. But Taemin stood strong, he was accustomed to Jimin's agitation and he knew how to handle it. For right now, this young Mr. Jungkook or whatever his name was needed to know that Jimin was taken.

The one bright spot to this mess was that Jungkook seemed completely impervious to Jimin's charms. Whatever Jimin was feeling towards Jungkook, it was NOT reciprocal. Jungkook had already moved on to asking about choreography. In a flash Jimin had stepped away from Taemin and was walking towards Jungkook offering to go through the choreography with him since practice was over. Jungkook looked past Jimin like he wasn't even there and directed his attention toward Hoseok.

"Well I heard that Hoseok-hyung was the best dancer, so Hoseok could you teach me?"

Practice was dismissed and the members all dispersed in different directions. Taemin grabbed Jimin's arm and pulled him lightly into the hallway.

"What was that?" Taemin demanded aggressively.

Jimin looked at Taemin cluelessly and said, "What was what? And I don't think I like your tone" said Jimin raising his voice slightly.

"You just threw yourself all over that kid like a cheap wh…" Taemin caught himself.

Jimin began to smile slightly, although he should have been furious at Taemin for the way he was behaving, he couldn���t help but laugh whenever Taemin called him a whore. For some reason, Jimin always thought that was cute. It was a sign that Taemin was jealous.

"Oh, oh, I see what's going on here, you're jealous," Jimin smirked.

"I am not jealous, I just don't understand why you behave that way. You'll flirt with anything that has a dick Jimin. It gets old. And you acting all 'mesmerized' by that kid was childish and downright disrespectful." Taemin was content with his level of admonishment towards Jimin. He decided to back off. Jimin was still smiling, which poured cold water all over Taemin's hot anger.

"I have never seen you this jealous before my love," Jimin replied.

"I am NOT jealous," Taemin couldn't resist Jimin's smile. "Look, I don't want to fight. I have a surprise for you. Let's get out of here and let me take you back to my place," Taemin excitedly shared his plans while reaching out to put his arm around Jimin's waist.

"Baby, I'm really tired. Raincheck?" Jimin replied.

"What? NO. I've been planning this for days now, you can't bail on me. We have to take advantage of this time we have together. Please say you'll come," Taemin pleaded.

Jimin's eyes shifted to something over Taemin's left shoulder.

"Hi Jungkook," Jimin said excitedly, "is everything ok, do you need something?" Jimin walked past Taemin over to Jungkook. Taemin sighed deeply. He was clearly concerned about where this little interruption might lead. Jungkook mumbled something that Taemin couldn't hear. Jimin doubled over in laughter and leaned into Jungkook so that his shoulder rubbed against Jungkook's arm. Jungkook took a slight step back so that Jimin was no longer touching him.

"I can walk you to the cafeteria …" Jimin began to say before Taemin interrupted him with,

"I think you've had enough for the day Jimin, you really need to get your rest." Taemin was being sincere. Jimin was still wincing from pain. He had begun to favor his left leg which meant the origin of his discomfort was probably coming from his back and spreading into his lower right leg. Taemin walked over and stood between the two Jimin and Jungkook.

"Hello, I'm Jeon Jungkook," Jungkook said as he lowered into a bow aimed in Taemin's direction.

"Yeah, we kinda met already, remember?" Taemin said as he hastily bowed back. "This kid is seriously weird Taemin thought to himself".

"Hyung, where did you say the cafeteria was?" Jungkook asked.

Taemin took the liberty of answering on Jimin's behalf, "It is straight through those double doors on your left. Hoseok is standing right there, I'm sure he'll help you. I have to get Jimin home and get him on some ice."

"Thanks." Jungkook turned and headed towards the cafeteria.

"Bye Jungkookie!" Jimin shouted behind him.

"My name is Jeon Jungkook," he replied over his shoulder.

"Weird ass kid," this time Taemin said it out loud. Jimin heard him and punched him hard in the arm.

Taemin ran his middle finger down the side of Jimin's hand attempting to lock fingers. Simultaneously Jimin lifted his hand and scratched his nose, thus cleverly avoiding his boyfriend's attempts at handholding.**

More months passed without Taemin and Jimin having time to spend together. Taemin couldn't help but think he was watching helplessly as he and Jimin's relationship slipped away. He and Jimin seemed to grow more and more distant with each passing day. They still spoke occasionally when they could but the couple had completely different schedules. Jimin and OT7 were less than 6 months from debut so things were going to get even more hectic. Taemin was feeling very unsure of his relationship.

There were rumblings from various sources that Jimin and Jungkook had grown very close, too close. Of course, Jimin was quick to squash all of those rumors whenever he and Taemin spoke.

"Kookie and I are just friends," Jimin would always say.

Taemin couldn't help but notice that he was now referring to Jungkook as "Kookie" and with great affection.

"We have some things in common, we're both from Busan. But that's all, Taemin. You don't need to be concerned. Besides, Kookie doesn't really like me very much compared to the other members." Jimin explained.

Taemin wasn't buying any of it. He knew there was some kind of spark between Jimin and Jungkook. He had seen the spark ignite in front of his very own eyes. Still Taemin was able to overlook all of that because whatever trivial attraction was going on between those two, it was nothing compared to the rich beautiful history that Taemin and Jimin shared. They had something real. They were in love. So he thought.

Christmas was coming. Both Taemin and Jimin would have ten full days of vacation to celebrate the holidays. Jimin was going to spend the first 7 days with his family and then he and Taemin were going to meet in a secluded cabin in the mountains for the last 3 days. Taemin knew that this was the time they needed to get their relationship back on track. He was really looking forward to spending private time with his Jimin.

Jungkook made Jimin laugh. All the time, they were laughing. It was no secret that Jimin had an unexplainable obsession with the Maknae. Even Jimin didn't understand why he was so drawn to the new trainee. The closest thing he could equate it with was that time Jacob imprinted on Renesmay in that movie Twilight. It was just an instant attraction and an instant desire to be with him.

Jungkook had come to Seoul alone at only 16 years old. He left his family and moved to the big city to pursue his dream. Jimin respected that so much. Jimin also felt a sense of responsibility for taking care of Jungkook. He was all alone and Jimin wanted to be there for him. He and Jimin were just friends although Jimin made no secret that he wanted more. Jungkook kept Jimin at arm's length and Jimin accepted the limitations of their relationship because Jungkook was one of the best friends he had ever had. He didn't want to lose that.

Romantically speaking, Jimin was no longer in love with Taemin. It was a sad fact. Breaking things off with Taemin however, was not going to be simple. In fact, it might be the most difficult thing Jimin ever had to do. Jimin's bond with Taemin wasn't the same as it once had been. The distance between them and the lack of time together also added to the difficulty. Jimin felt the need to be free of his teenage love. He also wanted Taemin to be free to find someone else. Jimin knew that this break was going to hurt Taemin very much. But the inevitable had been postponed long enough.

Jimin's new found desire for freedom had nothing to do with Jungkook. In fact, it was quite the opposite. There was a horrible truth that Jimin was hiding. Jimin knew a secret about Taemin. A secret so powerful that it shook Jimin to his very foundation when he learned of it. To complicate matters further, Taemin had no idea that Jimin carried this knowledge with him all this time. Jimin's only desire was to keep this information buried. The last thing Jimin wanted to do at this stage in their relationship was to hurt Taemin or embarrass him. He just wanted a clean break so that he could look foward to his future and focus on OT7 and his own happiness. Jimin and Taemin had plans to spend time alone in a rented cabin in the mountains after Christmas. The timing sucked but this was the only opportunity Jimin had to break things off before their tour schedule began. It had to be done.**

Jimin was sitting in the cafeteria of the HB studio. Jungkook walked in.

"Jiminie-hyung, are these cupcakes for me?" Jungkook's eyes widened as he discovered the treat sitting on the counter.

"Yes, Kookie. I saw them at the bakery and I knew they were your favorite so I picked them up for you." Jimin smiled beautifully. He loved seeing Jungkook happy. Before Jimin was even done speaking, Jungkook had already picked up two cupcakes. One of them he had eaten whole in one bite. The other was in his hand and about to go into his mouth as he mumbled,

"Thank you hyung," with a mouth full of cake. He patted Jimin on the head leaving a blob of icing in Jimin's hair.

"Kookie?" Said Jimin.

"Yea," Replied Jungkook.

"What day are you leaving to head back to Busan? I was wondering if you want to take the train together," Jimin asked hopefully.

"I…I am not going back to Busan for Christmas this year Hyung." Jungkook said as he ate another cupcake.

"What are you talking about? You have to go home," Jimin was confused about Jungkook's proclamation.

"My parents will be out of the Country. My dad is traveling for work and he is taking the family with them. I wanted to go but because of our work and practice schedule, I can't make it," Jungkook saddened as he finished his sentence.

"That's ridiculous, there has to be a way to work something out." Jimin was now staring at Jungkook sympathetically.

"We tried. We tried every idea that we could think of. There just wasn't a way to make it work with our schedules. With debut only a few months away, there is too much work for me to miss time." Jungkook looked down nervously and began fiddling with his hands.

Jimin could see a single tear beginning to form in Jungkook's big bright eyes.

"Well what are you going to do? I mean where will you go?" Jimin used his finger to lightly wipe away Jungkook's tear.

"Manager PD said I could stay with him and his dog. He says they usually order pizza for Christmas. It should be a…good time." Jungkook manufactured a smile.

"Oh Jungkookie. I am sure that Christmas with Manager PD would be lovely. But you need to be with family. I know how much you miss them." Another slow tear rolled down Jungkook's face. Jimin felt himself begin to tear up as well. "Jungkookie! I have an idea! Why don't you come home with me? My mother loves you. You'll get some home cooked meals, you will get to hang out with me and you'll be in Busan. What do you say? I won't take no for an answer," Jimin said excitedly.

"What? I can't impose on your family that way. Are you sure about this?" Jungkook's expression brightened.

"I'm positive," Jimin patted his pockets looking for his cell phone.

"Will your mom be ok with this?" Jungkook asked cautiously.

Jimin pulled out his cell phone in a flash. Within seconds he had his mom on speaker phone.

"Hi Mommy" Jimin said with a bright smile in his voice.

"Hi Chim! This is a nice surprise." Jimin's mom sounded as if she were comprised completely of honey. Her voice was soft and low with a sweet fluidity that made her irresistible.

"Mommy, Jungkookie is coming home with me for Christmas, is that ok?" Jimin said as more of a statement than a question.

"Ohhh that's wonderful. I like that boy. I like him very much," Jimin's mom agreed.

"Thanks mommy, we will probably take the first train out tomorrow and be home by noon," said Jimin.

"Sounds great. Hey Chim?" She asked.

"Yes Mommy," Jimin answered obediently.

"I am making truffles, can you please ask Jungkookie if he prefers chocolate or straw…" She was interrupted before the word strawberry had been delivered from her mouth.

"CHOCOLATE!" Jungkook shouted into the cell phone before Jimin's mom could even complete her sentence. All three of them laughed.

"Ok, Jungkookie, see you tomorrow and chocolate it is!" She disconnected the phone.

"See, I told you" Jimin grinned. Now go pack, we have an early train to catch.

Jungkook jumped up just as Yoongi entered the room. He was rolling two large suitcases behind him. He looked like he had just awaken from a long peaceful nap.

"Hi Yoon," Jungkook greeted him with a punch to the arm. Yoongi gave a half-hearted wave and walked directly over to Jimin. He squinted as he stared into Jimin's hair. He took his index finger and rubbed it through Jimin's front bangs and then stuck the finger in his mouth.

"Jiminie, why do you have frosting in your hair? Mmm, butter cream is my favorite." Yoongi said as he licked the frosting from his fingers.

"JEON JUNGKOOK!!!!!" Jimin yelled. Jungkook got to his feet quickly and took off in a dash. Jimin chased behind him.**

Jimin and Jungkook had been with Jimin's family for seven days. They had a wonderful time. It was amazing how well he and Jungkook got along and how much they had in common. Jungkook and Jimin's brother were the same age, so the three of them hung out and enjoyed their time together. Jimin felt closer to Jungkook than ever before.

On several occasions, the two of them had fallen asleep together sharing a bed. Jimin loved to feel Jungkook's warmth next to him. Jungkook seemed so relaxed. Maybe it was because they were away from the stress of work and back in their home town but Jungkook seemed vulnerable and more approachable. His personality was completely different from the way he acted back in Seoul. The time they spent together was definitely a step in the right direction.

Taemin called Jimin almost daily during the first seven days of vacation. Jimin avoided his call frequently. Jimin kept he and Taemin's conversations restricted to text. He really didn't want Taemin to know that Jungkook had come home with him for Christmas. Taemin had a severe jealous reaction to anything involving Jungkook. Jimin was scheduled to leave the following day to meet Taemin in their rented cabin. He felt badly about leaving Jungkook behind even thought it was just for a short time. Still, it was awkward to leave Kookie behind with his family.

Jungkook didn't seem bothered at all to know that he would be spending three days with Jimin's family without Jimin. Jimin's brother Alex had plans to hang out with Jungkook and keep him occupied. They had a full agenda full of activities including, fishing, shopping and watching some holiday fireworks.

"I'll be fine Jimine-hyung, Alex and I will have a great time. I am more worried about you," Jungkook explained, " I know this is going to be difficult. But if this is truly what you want, then I guess you have to do it right?" Jungkook's visage was peculiar as he continued on, "Are you going to be ok?"

Jimin smiled affectionately at Jungkook, "I'll be fine Kookie."

Breaking up was not an easy thing to do. Jimin had done it a couple of times before, but never with someone he loved as much as Taemin. The trip was supposed to last three days, but Jimin knew as soon as he gave Taemin the news, the romantic getaway would abruptly end.

Jimin took the train up to the cabin which was huddled in the mouth of a mountain range. The scenery was beautiful. Jimin stared out of the window soaking in the scene below. The mountains were capped with snow. Small towns at the basin of the lake were still decorated with Christmas lights. The lake was frozen solid as it glistened brightly under the moonlight.

Jimin pulled his eyes away from the majestic scene and tried to focus on the words he wanted to say to Taemin. He wanted his final goodbye to be gentle and loving out of respect for the beautiful relationship they had shared. Jimin searched his brain for a script but he just couldn't figure out the right things to say. His thoughts wandered. He unconsciously broke into a smile as he recounted Jungkook being so 'extra' the previous evening when they were playing Uno. Jungkook would do anything to make Jimin laugh. It was the sweetest thing.

"Damn Jimin, FOCUS!" He scolded himself aloud. He pushed the vision of Jungkook out of his mind and went back to searching for words to give to Taemin. "How do you gently break someone's heart?" he thought to himself? Jimin closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh. Jungkook appeared again at the front door of Jimin's room of thoughts. He remembered Christmas night. Jungkook had come into the room where Jimin was sleeping and laid next to him in his bed. He could see that Jimin was still awake.

"Thank you Hyung," he said as he scooted closer.

"For what Jungkookie?" Jimin said quietly.

"Everything. Inviting me here to be with you and your family, the wonderful gifts, the good food…all of it. You're so kind to me Hyung." Jungkook said sincerely.

Jimin and Jungkook were both laying on their backs with their heads turned toward each other. Their faces were only inches apart. Jimin could feel the warmth of Jungkook's sweet breath on his lips. Jimin whispered more quietly,

"Thank you for agreeing to come. I love...having you here Jungkook. I've never been happier." Jimin wanted to close the gap between them and touch Jungkook's lips with his own, but he resisted. Jimin knew that kissing Jungkook at that moment would have likely caused Jungkook to panic. Junkook had the tendency to suffer from anxiety whenever he had difficulty processing feelings that he thought were inappropriate. Jimin knew not to take advantage of this moment. Instead he reached up and lightly stroked Jungkook's cheek.

"You can sleep here next to me if you want," Jimin spoke to Jungkook. Jungkook was already snoring.

"JIMIN!" he scolded himself again. The train ride was almost over and he still hadn't come up with the words he needed to say to Taemin. It was too late. He decided he would just have to wing it by speaking from the heart. Jimin grabbed a taxi to the cabin. It was truly a beautiful location. It would have been so romantic to spend time here….with Jungkook.

Taemin walked into the cabin. He had to get prepared. Jimin would be arriving any moment. Taemin had a grocery bag full of essentials for the weekend. He took out a bouquet of flowers and put them in a vase he found under the sink. He had purchased a bag of Jimin's favorite cookies. He laid them out on the counter of the rental cabin's kitchen. He had also picked up dinner consisting of some of Jimin's favorites including spicy ramen noodles and Kimchi.

Taemin could hardly contain his excitement over being able to see Jimin. Sex was foremost in Taemin's mind. It had been a long time and he wanted to feel Jimin again. Despite the two being seemingly disconnected, Taemin knew the one place they would always reconnect was the bedroom. He continued to fiddle around the kitchen. He felt someone behind him. Taemin turned around, Jimin suddenly appeared in front of him with the appearance of an Angel that had just stepped out of heaven.

"This door was unlocked, so I let myself in," Jimin smiled.

Taemin looked over Jimin. He looked amazing. His hair had been died back to his natural brown color. He was a little bit thinner but he looked healthy and well rested. His cheeks were full of color and his eyes were bright. Jimin looked extremely…happy. Taemen felt a little tug in his pants. He wanted Jimin in the worst way. Jimin stepped forward and wrapped his arm around Taemin's waist. He pulled him in for a deep long hug concluded by a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh no," Taemin smiled, "you're not getting away with that again." He pulled Jimin in tightly and gave him a deep kiss. At first Jimin resisted. But moments later, Jimin pushed further into Taemin's mouth and moaned lightly and his mind hastened to visualize Jungkook; tasting Jungkook's tongue and the warmth of Jungkook's mouth…so he imagined.

"WOW, I missed you too baby," Tamin whispered.

Jimin opened his eyes and was almost surprised to see Taemin staring back at him. His vision of kissing Jungkook had seemed so real. Taemin pulled Jimin back in for another kiss while rubbing Jimin's cock. Jimin didn't respond.

"Slow down. We haven't even had a chance to talk. I want to hear everything. I want to know how you're doing." Jimin pulled Taemin to the couch. "Look, Jimin said excited, I brought some wine."

For almost three hours, Tae and Jimin sipped wine and exchanged stories about their lives as trainees. Jimin could tell by Taemin's grim expression that he, Jimin, had shared a few too many stories about Jungkook. Taemin was quickly reaching his limit on "Cute Bunny Jungkook" stories. Taemin decided they needed a change of subject. He reached in again to kiss Jimin. Jimin accepted his kiss but broke away prematurely.

"Guess what's on TV tonight? SURVIVOR." Jimin grabbed the remote and turned the TV up full volume as he flipped around the channels. Taemin snatched the remote out of his hand.

"You're stalling Park Jimin. Don't you know how badly I want you?" Taemin pushed Jimin down on the couch and crawled on top of him. Jimin shifted a bit and breathed, "Baby, can we talk for a minute?"

"Talk, I'm listening." Taemin lifted up slightly and kissed Jimin's neck. He began unbuttoning the first few buttons of Jimin's dress shirt.

"What was that?" Jimin said startled.

"What was what?, I didn't hear anything…" Taemin continued kissing Jimin's neck

"I heard a noise." Jimin sat up pushing Taemin off of him. A loud bang came from the kitchen near the front door. Both men jumped up immediately and looked toward the direction of the commotion. The sound of cabinets slamming was echoing through the large log cabin.

"Shit!" murmured Jimin, "Someone's in here!"

Jimin grabbed a poker from the fireplace and walked forward leading the way into the kitchen. Taemin felt safe with Jimin. It was a little known fact that Jimin was a bad ass. He had special skills when it came to fighting, especially with weapons. Although the poker was not a sword, Jimin's weapon of choice, he could still use it to affect a lot of damage. Taemin was no slouch either. He wasn't on Jimin's level, but he too was trained in martial arts. He knew how to defend himself.

The guys tip-toed forward trying to avoid stepping on the creeks in the floor boards. Jimin had gone super stealth and was gliding across the floor quickly barely making a sound. They reached the kitchen. The intruder was being concealed by the open refrigerator door. Taemin and Jimin made eye contact. Who the hell would break into a place to steal food from the refrigerator, Taemin thought? The refrigerator door closed revealing the intruder standing there with a piece of chicken in his mouth.

"WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK. ARE. YOU. DOING. HERE?" Taemin spouted furiously.

"Hello!" Jungkook bowed to Taemin, "I'm Jeon Jungkook, nice to see you."

"Why are you here? Why are you here? WHY.ARE.YOU.HERE?" Taemin repeated, growing angrier with each repetition.

Jimin stepped in front of Jungkook, "Oh Jungkookie, what are you doing here? How did you get in?"

"Well," Jungkook said as he finished off his piece of chicken while spooning into Jimin's Kimchi.

"Stop eating my food you prick!" Taemin was furious.

Jimin turned to Taemin and asked him to calm down. He turned back to Jungkook and said, "Continue, please Jungkookie."

Jungkook continued eating the food that Taemin had forbidden him to eat.

"Well, I knocked for like 10 minutes and you guys wouldn't open the door. I knew you were here because I saw the car out front. There was smoke coming from the fireplace. It was starting to get really cold outside, so I tried the door and it was open, and I came on in." Jungkook finished with a clueless grin that gave him the appearance of a foolish innocent child.

"Let me get this straight," Taemin began, "You barge into my cabin uninvited and start eating MY food?" Taemin exploded. Jimin silently raised a hand as another indicator for Taemin to calm down.

"Yes," Jungkook answered simply. "If you had opened the door, I wouldn't have had to let myself in. Sorry about the food. This place is in the middle of nowhere and it took forever to get here. I was hungry." Jungkook stated this fact as if it were total and complete justification for his inconsiderate intrusion. By this time, Jungkook had eaten almost half of the dinner that Taemin bought for Jimin. Jungkook leaned over and found a bag of cookies.

Taemin rushed towards Jungkook snatching the cookies from his hands, "Get out, get out, get out!"

Jimin stepped between the two giving Taemin a stern look. Taemin retreated under Jimin's gaze. Jimin understood that Taemin was losing his patience and he was in no mood to break up a fight between Taemin and Jungkook so he had to get this situation under control before Taemin lost his mind.

"Taemin, baby, can you give us a moment alone? I need to speak with Jungkook." Jimin dismissed Taemin from the room.

Taemin clinched both of his fists in exasperation and left the room. He punched the vase of flowers as he walked out. The vase exploded leaving water, glass and flowers all over the floor. Both Jimin and Jungkook seemed unphased by Taemin's tantrum. Jungkook giggled and mocked Taemin behind his back by throwing a flimsy, weak punch into thin air.

Jimin turned his full attention towards Jungkook.

"Kookie, why are you here? I thought you and Alex had a full day planned?" Jimin said as he looked into Jungkook's doe eyes.

"We did, it was great. We fished for most of the morning, then we went to look at cars. We went shopping. Your mom, fixed us a great lunch and then we played video games. After we did all of that, I got bored. Busan's not like Seoul. There isn't much to do after night fall." Jungkook explained.

"How did you even get here? How did you know where I was? You know what…forget it. I don't' even want to know. You shouldn't be here Jungkookie," Jimin said as sweetly as he could.

"Hyung" Jungkook said very seriously. "You were pretty sad when you left this morning. I was worried about you," Jungkook replied sweetly in return.

"I'm fine, there was no need to worry," Jimin tried to reassure him.

Jungkook spoke up quickly, "I couldn't let you do this alone."

This was the first time Jimin got a hint of Jungkook's true motivation for crashing his party. Jimin realized that Jungkook, in his own immature, desperate way, was trying to protect him.

"I'm fine. I don't need you to protect me," Jimin said firmly.

"You always protect me," Jungkook replied, sweetly again as he took a small step towards Jimin.

"That's different," Jimin looked up at the ceiling in disbelief.

"Why? Why can��t I be here for you?" Jungkook stood firm.

Jimin giggled, "It's not like that. I don't need protection from Taemin. I'm not afraid of him, I can kick his ass."

Jimin was at a loss for how to make Jungkook understand how inappropriate it was for him to be there. It seemed that Jungkook was resolute in his insistence that he was doing what was best for Jimin.

"I'm not here to protect you from physical harm. You can do that yourself." J ungkook took a long pause, "I'm here to protect you from sadness. I knew breaking up with him was going to be tough. I felt like I needed to be here for you." Just as the words came out of Jungkook's mouth, Taemin appeared from around the corner.

"Breaking up with me? You, you planned to break up with me?" The hurt in Taemin's eyes was like a knife to Jimin's heart. This was all going wrong thanks to Jungkook. This was not how Taemin was supposed to hear this.

"This jerk of a kid knew about this, but you didn't have the decency to tell me? I'm supposed to be your boyfriend. You didn't feel like you could talk to me first? Tears started to flow. "I thought you loved me." Taemin spoke calmly at first.

Jungkook's eyes danced between Taemin and Jimin. He took a seat on the stool at the kitchen counter and grabbed another piece of chicken out of the box. He took off his coat and leaned in further so he could hear clearly.

Jimin tried to say a few words.

"It's not like that. I was trying to tell you. I wanted to talk this through but I didn't get the chance…"

"You didn't get the chance because this asshole showed up." Taemin interrupted.

"Please don't take this out on Jungkook, he has nothing to do with this. Jimin explained. A little anger was starting to itch within his chest.

"He has everything to do with this. Are you kidding me? You're going to stand there and defend him? FUCK YOU. You've been after this little prick from the first moment you laid eyes on him.��� Taemin's voice became louder.

"Such language!" Jungkook whispered under his breath so no one could hear him. He found another piece of chicken.

"I've felt this way for some time Taemin. It just never seemed like I could find a right time…" Jimin was overshouted by Taemin.

"You're willing to throw away everything we have for this dumb piece of shit?" Taemin motioned toward Jungkook. "I knew this was going to happen. I felt you slipping away. I saw how you were distancing yourself from me. I heard the rumors. You never acted like this until HE came along." Taemin gestered at Jungkook again.

"Stop it! I said leave him out of this. This is about me and you." Jimin was starting to lose it.

Jimin's continued defense of Jungkook was too much for Taemin to stand. He stepped closer to Jimin,

"You think you're somebody now because you're a trainee. Well guess what? You're still that same chubby insecure nobody from Busan." Taemin unloaded his fury on Jimin. "You've always been an attention seeking WHORE Jimin. You never met a dick you didn't like. Any dick is a good dick for you. Have you fucked your precious little Maknae yet? Was his tight little baby ass good Jimin?"

Jungkook stood up. He wasn't going to allow Taemin to speak to Jimin this way. Jimin shot Jungkook a look of a thousand daggers. His eyes seemed to have turned a blood shot red as he spoke 100 sentences to Jungkook without muttering a word. Jungkook knew better than to test Jimin's resolve, so he sat back down on his stool and continued observing in silence.

Taemin was rattling off insults as he paced around the kitchen looking at both Jimin and Jungkook with complete disgust, "What's wrong Jungkook? You didn't know that your new boyfriend was a dick sucking slut? Oh but I'm sure you're one too since you seem to have no problem with trying to steal someone else's boyfriend."

This was a step too far. Jimin was contained as long as Taemin's vitriol was directed at him, but Taemin's insistence upon going after Jungkook was over the line. Jimin's blood was boiling. Taemin's remarks about fucking Jungkook sent Jimin into a spiral of anger. As he spoke, his voice was eerily calm. His tepid voice didn't match the rage displayed on his face at all.

"Ok, you want to talk truth you fucking asshole? I don't love you anymore. I haven't loved you for months and months. You and me being over had nothing to do with Jungkook." Jimin said as he walked around Taemin, circling him.

Jimin stepped forward toward Taemin. The veins in his neck were protruding so violently that Jungkook thought they may pop open. Jimin continued in soliloquy,

"I'm tired of kissing you, I'm tired of fucking you, I'm tired of you. My skin crawls when you touch me. I was a stupid immature kid when I started dating you. Everything in my life has changed, but you still remain that same old boring jerk-off you've always been. You bore the shit out of me." Jimin was merciless. He found every vulnerability that existed within Taemin and exploited it for the purpose of destroying him.

Jungkook had never seen Jimin like this. It was like watching a completely different person morph into the body that was once occupied by his sweet Hyung. He thought to himself how scary and uncomfortable it was to see Jimin in this condition.

Jimin continued with his tone growing more biting, "I tried to tell you how I felt, but your pathetic needy ass didn't want to hear it. How dare you accuse me of anything! I've been nothing but faithful to you. Oh and one more thing," Jimin took two steps closer to Taemin and tilted his head slightly to the right, "did you really think I wouldn't find out about you fucking Kai? Yeah, I know about that. News traveled fast about your drunken little one night stand." And with that slip of the tongue, the secret that Jimin had vowed he would never reveal, was out. Jimin's rage had driven him to the point of no filter. He had exposed his lover in the most brutal way. And he had done in front of Jungkook.

Taemin didn't know what to do. He placed his hand over his chest as if he was having a heart attack. He leaned hard onto the counter with his mouth gaped open as if in complete shock.

"Close your fucking mouth. Don't you say a word you lying hypocritical asshole. You broke MY heart and I suffered in silence. Now you want to come after me and Jungkook? Like we did something wrong? Jungkook didn't force you to jump on Kai's dick did he? You call me the whore?" Jimin was completely unhinged with no consideration for Taemin's feelings. The situation was completely out of control and no where near the peaceful goodbye that Jimin had planned.

Jungkook let out a low "Uh-oh, busted." He was shocked. Jimin knew? The secret that he thought he was keeping, wasn't a secret at all. He looked at Jimin in slight disbelief. Jimin knew all along that Taemin had cheated. But how, how did he know? Jungkook thought to himself.

Jimin wasn't letting up. He continued,

"I stayed with you out of pity because I knew no one else wanted you. Kai didn't even want you. He fucked you and then headed straight back to his boyfriend."

Taemin had no idea that Jimin knew about his affair. Tears began to flow down his face as he struggled for his next words. He dropped to his knees, now crying uncontrollably. Jimin's temper had been triggered. There was no putting the beast back in it's cage. He stood over Taemin and continued to recount the details of how Taemin had failed as a boyfriend. Jimin's voice was cold and heartless. Taemin couldn't stomach anymore. He jumped up and hurried out of the room. Jimin followed behind him refusing to let up. Taemin marched into the bedroom and grabbed his luggage. The vacation had lasted so briefly that he hadn't even had a chance to unpack. Jimin continued to spackle him with insults. Taemin refused to look at him. He grabbed his keys off the fireplace and bolted towards the front door.

"Oh you want to run now? Too afraid to face me like a real man? Too afraid to admit what you did?" It seemed impossible, but somehow Jimin was getting even angrier. Taemin still didn't respond. "Have a nice life asshole," Jimin yelled as Taemin bolted through the front door and got in the car and drove away. And just like that, years of love, friendship and passion were gone.

Jimin walked back through the kitchen and out the back door. He didn't say a word or even look at Jungkook. Jungkook waited until Jimin was safely outside. He took out his cell phone and began to text.

Jungkook to Alex: The eagle has left the building. Our plan worked like a charm

Alex to Jungkook: Really? Good. How's Jimin?

Jungkook to Alex: Not happy. But he'll be fine. I'll make sure of it

Alex to Jungkook: Take care of my big brother Kookie. If he finds out what we did, he'll kill us.

Jungkook to Alex: Thanks for everything Alex

Alex to Jungkook: NP

Jungkook looked out of the window. Jimin was sitting on the steps in the dark. Snow was beginning to fall. Big fluffy snowflakes were settling in his hair. He was crying into his hands. Jungkook grabbed Jimin's coat. He slipped on his own coat as he opened the door. He walked outside and placed Jimin's coat around his shoulders. He sat down next to Jimin in silence.

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