this is a yoonmin story i swear.
jimin stood outside the meeting room, rocking on his heels. he was still nervous to see the counsellor, even though he knew there was nothing to be nervous about.
he was excited for this session though. he was going to write a song with the counsellor about anything he wanted. he was thinking about what the song would be about; hae and his mother, his love for music, yoongi and his misophonia. he thought for a while before he came to his decision.
"hiya, jimin. do you want to come in?" he lifted his head and nodded slightly. the counsellor gave him a small smile which he returned as he walked into the room. "are you excited for today?" the counsellor asked as she sat next to jimin. they'd gotten close enough for them to sit next to each other. the counsellor has talked to jimin the day after his first session to just clear up that he had nothing to be afraid of. it seemed to of worked.
"yes." jimin nodded rapidly, blushing slightly. "i love music."
"before we start has anything happened this week that you didn't tell me last week. i know i had to start changing your sessions to fridays after this week, because of some personal things, so i apologise for that." the counsellor sighed as she got paper and a pen out of her bag and sat back, waiting for jimin to reply.
"oh no, don't apologise. fridays are perfect. gives me something to look forward to." jimin chuckled. "uhh... oh yeah. i had a cat. her name is hae and she's the cutest." the counsellor cooed at the excitable boy and gave his hair a ruffle.
"that's cute. i'm glad your mother allowed it. is she helping in anyway? the cat?" jimin was confused at first because his mother always helped him, until he realised that the counsellor was on about hae.
"yeah. she's so cuddly and she loves curling up by me when i'm watching TV or sleeping." jimin smiled at the thought of hae. he loved her so much even though she'd only be living with him for a couple of days.
"awww. anyway we're going to write a song, right?" the counsellor put a book and a pen in front of jimin. he smiled as he picked up the pen and opened the book, nodding to the question. "what are you going to write about?"
"i want to write about yoongi." jimin sighed. he knew it was probably incredibly weird to write about someone he should dislike but he couldn't help but be fascinated by him.
"i didn't think you knew his name?" the counsellor asked as jimin shook his head. he knew all right. they were in most of the same classes besides music. of course he knew yoongi. and he was pretty damn sure yoongi knew him. "why do you want to write about him."
"because even though i should hate him. i don't. i can't. i couldn't hate anyone. i know he hasn't apologised and i'm pretty sure he won't. i can't get enough of him. he seems nice if you get to know him... and he's cute." jimin chuckled as he felt his eyes water with fear and embarrassment.
"that's fine, jimin. you know maybe one day he will apologise. maybe he's right for you. or maybe he's not. you'll find out one day." the counsellor gave his shoulder a quick pat and jimin smiled. it was nice to know that someone could listen to him and not judge him. if he told his mother this than she'd hit the roof. and hae... well jimin had told hae but she couldn't really say anything back.
jimin and the counsellor worked on his song for most of the session. he had about five minutes left when he finished. the counsellor was so pleased to see jimin in his element. to see him so focused on something. to see him happy even if the song he was writing wasn't that happy. she was pleased that what she was doing was making him feel some sort of comfort and that he had opened up to her. jimin decided to sing the counsellor his song before he left.
so it may get a tiny bit confusing by here so imma quickly explain. basically jimin wrote 'the truth untold' in this book. so as he's singing it, i'm bringing in some other parts of the story that i don't really want to make a chapter on. it's basically when a TV show has music playing in the background of certain scenes and you hear some lines more than others. but it's written down lmao. sorry if this causes you confusion but i think you'll get it :)) it may also be a cute little thing to do idk
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"... don't smile on me, light on me..."
jungkook walked into yoongi's apartment, seeing him on the sofa on his phone. jungkook jumped beside him startling him.
"could you not do that?" yoongi sighed, standing up making jungkook chuckle. he noticed however that something was off with his best friend. of course detective jungkook was on a mission to find out what that was.
"what's up?" yoongi looked jungkook in the eyes and sighed running a hand through his hair. jungkook gulped as his best friend looked at him, feeling intimidated.
"... you know that i can't show you me, give you me.."
"i'm going to apologise to jimin, jungkook." yoongi sighed. it was dark in the kitchen, the only lighting being the moonlight and a scented candle.
"what, why?" jungkook asked. he looked at yoongi with a puzzled look. he didn't quite get why yoongi wanted to do this.
"because it's the best thing to do." yoongi filled up a glass with some water, leaning against the kitchen counter, whilst jungkook was sat at the kitchen island. "listen. i don't want you to be mad at me, kook."
"there has to be another reason why you're apologising. this can't be the only reason, yoongi."
"... but i still want you..."
"because I don't want to lose you!" yoongi slammed his drink down. jungkook flinched at his sudden outburst. he was surprised that yoongi didn't break the glass with the amount of force he had put into it.
"lose me?" jungkook scoffed. what a stupid excuse he thought. yoongi would never lose him because he didn't want to lose him either.
"yeah." yoongi chuckled. his voice deep. jungkook shivered at this change in mood. but with what? fear? confusion? "jin's being a little bitch about it. he said he'd make sure you were done with me too."
"... but i know..."
"you know that'd never happen right?" jungkook felt tears in his eyes.
"i don't know, kook. i'm a bad influence for you, maybe it's best if you don't bother with me." yoongi gave jungkook a sad smile to which he bitterly laughed.
"i don't want anyone else." jungkook stood up choking on a sob. he walked to yoongi slowly. yoongi looking away. not wanting to see jungkook so hurt.
"... i'm so afraid..."
"kook..." yoongi sighed, his voice shaking a little. "i'm afraid i'll lose you. if i don't do this i'll definitely lose you." yoongi felt a small pain in his chest as he felt jungkook lightly pushing him.
"you won't lose me!" jungkook was full on talking through sobs now, pushing yoongi with each syllable. "don't you get it! you'll never lose me! how could you do this to me?!"
"i'm sorry, kook." yoongi hugged him tightly. "i'm doing this for you and for jimin. i'm afraid for him too."
"... but i still want you..."
"do you like him?" jungkook let go of yoongi as he walked back to lean against the kitchen island. "have you been lying to me?"
"no, kook." yoongi tried to reach his hand out to comfort his best friend but jungkook swatted his hand away. yoongi was so confused but decided to let it be. "i'd never lie to you."
"really?" jungkook scoffed.
"really."
"... i still want you..."
"you can't like him." jungkook felt himself shake as tears poured out. he tried wiping them away but it didn't help. "you can't."
"first of all i don't." yoongi heard jungkook sigh in what sounded like relief. "second of all, why would you care?"
"because i like you." jungkook stared at his sock covered feet as he waited for a response. he suddenly felt very small under yoongi's gaze.
"i know. but, kook... namjoon, seokjin, taehyung and hoseok like me. you're okay with that."
"no you don't ge.."
"i mean i honestly wouldn't see the problem in me liking jimin and him liking me back."
"no, yoon.."
"i just honestly don't see the problem. this isn't a big deal. it's an apology."
"... and i still want you..."
jungkook sighed as yoongi rambled on. he was contemplating what to do until his body took over his mind.
"jungkook, i don't know what's gotten into you, but i think you should really change your attitu.." yoongi felt a body against his and a pair of lips on his own.
jungkook pulled back after he realised what he had done. yoongi pursed his lips, nodding slightly, a bit confused.
"i'm sorry. i'm so sorry." jungkook cried. he turned around going to leave the house. he thought yoongi would probably hate him for doing that. he felt a hand on his wrist pulling him back around, colliding with another body.
"... but i still want you..."
"no." yoongi said sternly as he let his lips collide with jungkook's. "don't be." he whispered against his lips, smiling slightly.
yoongi let his arms circle jungkook's waist as jungkook circled his arms around yoongi's neck. yoongi deepened the kiss as he lifted jungkook up, jungkook wrapped his legs around yoongi's waist. yoongi carried jungkook to the island, trying to lift him onto it but instead hitting jungkook's back with the corner of the piece. jungkook hissed at the pain as he pulled away from the kiss.
"sorry." yoongi apologised as he successfully lifted jungkook onto the kitchen island and standing between his legs. he let jungkook wrap them back around his waist as they looked at each other.
"don't be." jungkook chuckled as yoongi smirked. the chuckling turned into a gasp as yoongi attached his lips to jungkook's neck, nipping at the skin. "yoongi." jungkook hummed. yoongi smirked as he continued making sure to leave a mark.
jungkook pulled on yoongi's hair until he pulled away and came back to his lips. their kiss was a lot messier than the last ones. yoongi had his hands on jungkook's legs that were wrapped around his waist. jungkook was cupping his face. jungkook pulled away as he pulled yoongi's shirt over his head, eyes glistening as he looked back up to yoongi from where he was staring at his torso. connecting their lips as yoongi picked him up and went to the sofa, thinking it was comfier than the kitchen island. they were all wrapped up in their emotions that they both didn't acknowledge the words jungkook had whispered.
"i love you."
"... and i still want you..."
:))
i may have just ruined this story for you by putting this yoonkook side ship in here. but when i was planning some chapters for this story i thought that the side ship would help me with my plot.
if you don't like this i apologise. this is still a yoonmin story but i need a reason for jungkook to dislike jimin (without me giving away too much) and this is going to help me with that.
i'm not sure if you are comfortable with any smut so i didn't do that lmao.
hopefully this chapter is okay and you aren't too mad about the whole yoonkook thing. this is also my first intimate scene that i've wrote- or one that's actually important for the plot. it probably isn't that great.
i'm also kinda upset today. my dad did a piss poor excuse of a proposal to his girlfriend yesterday, he wouldn't do it properly because he wouldn't be able to get back up off the floor. that's what he told us lmao. and i do like his girlfriend, she's really nice and we're close. i also like my step-brother he's okay. we're also close considering it hasn't been that long. i am genuinely happy for them and looking forward to seeing how the future goes. but everyone is saying how she's going to be my new mum. you guys don't know this but i trust you enough to tell you and that's saying something because i have major trust issues. i lost my mum on my 11th birthday. i'm 17 now but it still doesn't make me feel any better about the jokes and of course birthdays are always hard and i don't celebrate them tbh. sure i'll make jokes sometimes but that's just a coping mechanism for me. everyone else making jokes about it though makes me uncomfortable. she's told me that she doesn't have the intention to take the place of my mother but it feels like that. i was young when my mum passed so i don't really remember what it's like growing up with a mother. my nan is the closest person to a mum that i have. you know my mum has missed great stages of my life; me becoming a better person, making friends, becoming a teenager, leaving secondary school, getting good grades. and i know that's not her fault, but it hurts. i never got to say goodbye to my mum or tell her i was sorry for the way i treated her growing up i never got to tell her i loved her one last time. and i don't want to say hello to a new one either. and i know i shouldn't burden people with my problem because that's selfish of me and you could be going through your own things, but i needed to get it off my chest. i'm sorry about this but i needed to get it all out.
this is why i love writing so much. it lets me get away from the world. it also helps me meet amazing people that never fail to give me some support that makes me laugh and smile. i think this person knows who they are when they read this and i'm grateful for the continuous support i get from them and how excited they seem to be when i update.
thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the support you show me. it makes me happy to know you like my book a lot. the support you give me helps me a lot. thank you. thank you so much. i really do appreciate it.
anyway i'll be back with another update tomorrow
thank you for reading
~ softpjs :))