(PARK JIMIN'S POV)
Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.
Why did I kiss Jungkook? Oh God, I lost Taehyung for real this time. Why couldn't I control my fucking feelings? Why I have to like Jungkook so much? It drives me insane.
Why? Why? Why?
Jungkook promised he wouldn't say anything, but Taehyung deserves to know. I can't be with him after kissing his fucking best friend. One of my best friends, too. I need to solve this. I can't be with the person I love, but I can't also be with the person I like.
Why do I like Jungkook?
Why? Why? Why?
I throw a pillow in my bed and leave the room. I knock on Taehyung's door harshly, wiping off my tears. He deserves to hate me and throw me in the bin. I'm a fucking cheater.
"Jiminie?" He frowns and his eyes widen. "What happened to you?"
"We need to talk."
I let myself in, ruffling my hair aggressively.
"What is it, Chimmy?"
"I'm so sorry. I- You don't deserve me. You should hit me or slap me. Whatever you like most. I- I-" I can't take proper breaths.
My lungs don't get all the air they need, but Taehyung grabs my hand. He caresses it and my body relaxes, but not completely. He leads me to his bead and I lean against the headboard.
He caresses my hair. "Don't worry Jimine, we already talked about this. I love you and I've forgave you, remember?"
I shake my head and new tears stream down my face. I cover my faces with my hands. "I broke the promise, Tae. I'm a fucking cheater. I promised you wouldn't get hurt."
"Cheater? What are you talking about?"
I sniff a few times, holding Taehyung hands. "I can't do this anymore, Tae. I swear my own life I love you. I love you Kim Taehyung like I've never loved someone before, but this is killing me. You deserve someone better."
Taehyung's eyes shine, getting wet. "I don't understand, Jiminie. Do you want to break up with me?"
"No, of course not. I don't want to break up with you, but I keep hurting you and it kills me."
"But you didn't do anything Jimin, I'm fine—"
"We kissed. Jungkook and I kissed a few hours ago."
"What?"
I laugh bitterly to myself. "I like him, Tae. I can't stop my feelings for him. That doesn't mean I'm not in love with you, but you can't do this. You can't share me and I understand it. We both love, but we love differently."
He bites his lower lip. "Do you like Kookie?"
"Yes."
He sniffs, nodding. He lowers his head, but he doesn't let go of my hand.
"I've never meant to hurt you Tae, but I can't control this anymore. You don't deserve it, Taehyung. You deserve someone who can love you the way you want. I won't break up with you, I can't break up with you. So please, break up with me. I need you to be the one who ends this relationship."
He wipes his tears and raises his head. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, of course you can." I squeeze his hand a bit, but he still doesn't let go.
"How. . . How do you know you like Jungkookie?"
"Well. . . I want to spend more time with him and I want to know him better. I want to take care of him and I want to protect him. I want to laugh and cry with him. He makes my heart beat faster every time—" I clear my throat, shaking my head. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't say this in front of you."
"If we break up, will you date Kookie?"
"To be honest, I- I'm not sure. I want to date him, but I don't want to hurt you. I can't handle this situation, Tae. I don't know what's wrong and right anymore. I just don't know what to do. I'm so lost and I don't want to choose between you two." I close my eyes, taking a deep breath. I let go of Taehyung hands. "Please, break up with me and hate me." I don't dare to open my eyes.
Taehyung holds my hands again and I open my eyes. He shakes his head. "Jimin, can I- can I join you?"
I get closer, intertwining our fingers. "What? Baby, what do you mean?"
"Can I be with you two, as well?" He whispers, his blood rushing through his head.
This can't be real.
"Baby, do you want to be with us? Do you still want to be with me? Do you want to include Jungkook in our relationship?"
"Y-yes. I want to try it. Jungkookie is special to me. I wanted to break the face of that man today. Nobody messes with my Kookie."
"Baby bear. . ." I caress his cheek and he leans closer to the touch.
"Kiss me, Jimin."
I cup his face, while he caresses my nape. I rub my lips against his. "Are you sure about this, baby?"
He nods and sucks my lower lip. He bites it softly and I open my mouth. He dominates the kiss and I moan softly. When we both run out of breath, we pull our foreheads together.
"Taehyung, our love will never change. You'll always be my baby, lovely Taetae, Tae Bear and baby bear." I give him an eskimo kiss.
He giggles. "I love you, Chimmy. You'll have to explain me how this works, though."
I laugh, leaning against the headboard again. I tap my lap, and Taehyung crawls until he's on top. I hold his waist, caressing it softly.
"To be honest, I don't know it either—but first things first, we need to talk to Jungkook. We'll see how we make this work out, mm-hmm?" I peck his lips.
"Jimin. . . what if he doesn't like me anymore? What if he only wants to be with you?"
I chuckle softly, ruffling his hair. "Kookie adores you, he's in love with you."
His eyes widen and he opens his mouth without saying anything. "He- he's in love with me? With us?"
"Yeah—maybe not entirely, but he does like us a lot. You should see his eyes every time he's with us."
Taehyung shows his boxy smile. "I want to tell him now. Can we? Can we? Can we?"
I shake my head. "Tomorrow baby, he must be sleeping now."
"But Jimin—fine." He whines, rolling his eyes. "By the way, do you know if he tops, bottoms or switch like us?"
"I've never thought about it, he probably doesn't even know it himself. He's never dated before. He's only fifteen."
"He'll be sixteen this year, though." He smiles, but it disappears soon. "It will only be the three of us, right?"
"Yes, no one else is allowed to join."
"What if you like someone else? What if Jungkook likes someone else? Will you break up with me?"
I kiss him to erase the pout from his lips. "I don't think that will ever happen, but will talk about it. I won't break up with you, baby bear."
He kisses me again and takes off his shirt. "Sleep with me tonight."
When he removes all his clothes, he goes under the covers. I take off my shirt, leaving my pants on. He rests his head on my chest.
"Good night, Taetae, I love you."
He pecks one of my nipples, but doesn't make another move. I lower my head, his eyes are closed and his breathing becomes steady. I shift my body closer to him and he intertwines our legs.
I play with his hair, unable to fall sleep. What if all this is a dream?
Taehyung grins against my thigh, but when I lower my head, his body remains still. I should fall asleep, too. My mind needs to shut this world out for a few hours.
Soft whimpers wake me slightly up. I blink slowly, one of my hands move on its own, up and down. I lower my head, Taehyung's jerking himself off with my hand.
"Tae. . ." I whisper.
"Shh." He caresses my chest with his free hand and turns his head slightly. He pecks my left nipple a few times and finally sucks it. He plays with the right one with his free hand.
"Y- you know I- I'm more s- sensitive when I- I wake u—" I moan, arching my back.
He intensifies his movements. He gently bites my nipple, while he keeps playing with the other one and he pumps himself faster. He moans and cums in my hand. I don't have time to react and he sits on my lap. He grins on top of me, my dick already hard. His mouth finds my nipples again and I put my hands in his hair, pulling it from time to time.
"Ahh- ahh- I'm cumm' baby."
I let out a pitch soft moan, cumming in my boxers. Taehyung giggles, pecking my lips. I take a moment to recover my breath.
"Baby, now I've to change my boxers and wash my hands and I'm sleepy." I sigh.
He grins. "Sorry, I was needy." He grabs my hand and licks it, until there's no more cum on it.
I turn around and he lays next to me, cupping my face. "I can clean you and change your boxes, if you want.
"There's no need to baby. I'll do it tomorrow."
"Are you sure, Chimmy? I don't care."
I nod, smiling. I peck his head, leaning it towards my chest. "Let's sleep, baby." I don't fight my eyes when they close, again.
"Night, night."
I fall sleep caressing his hair, keeping him close to me.