•Bermuda Triangle• Yoonminkook

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Jungkook's POV

It was a brief kiss and even though he didn't pull back when I moved to kiss him I didn't attempt to do it again. It was over in an instant but I cherished that moment. It was the first kiss I had exchanged with someone in months, that made me feel something. I liked Jimin. In all honesty had fallen for his looks, but that wasn't necessarily bad. With the few things that I knew about him I couldn't help but want to learn more.

I crossed my legs and peered at him with the corner off my eye. Jimin nervously licked his lips, the lips that had previously been touched by mine and seemed a bit troubled. I was satisfied with his reaction. I didn't want him to kiss me back passionately or yell at me calling me a faggot, I just wanted him to think about it. Afterwards I would take it a step further and kiss him seriously, if he liked it my act would extract some reaction from him.

"I'm not going to ask what that was. You will say, and you won't be wrong, that I was asking for it!" He said and nervously drank all the beer that was left inside his can. I didn't say anything. I could sense that he had more to say. "How did you find out?" He asked me and I looked at him a bit troubled. "That you were gay!" He explained.

"I had always been attracted to boys". I replied half heartedly.

"No, I mean... when were you sure that you were gay?" Jimin asked again.

I gritted my teeth and took a deep breath. My eyes weren't looking at him anymore.

"There was a boy I liked... and I was sure..." I inhaled again. "that I was gay when I first kissed him". I explained. Jimin didn't say anything for a few seconds.

"Was that Yoongi?" He asked.

"Yes it was Yoongi!" I answered sharply slamming my hands on the couch. "I'm sorry..." I muttered rubbing my eyes. How had the conversation ended up being about him again?

"Don't mention it. I'm sorry, I keep on being nosy". Jimin said and eyed my beer. I gave it to him, too fed up to drink any more.

"Actually..." I started saying, but I regretted it and stopped.

"Go on... it might ease the situation I'm in right now!" He said. What i was planning to say, could be helpful to him, but it was another memory that I wanted to delete.

"When Yoongi was going through a phase he started saying things like, this is wrong, this is illegal-"

"Well it was! you were fourteen!" He interrupted me and I blinked surprised.

"How do you know?!" I asked him and I saw the regret spreading all over his face. "How do you know?" I repeated my question pointing out my every word.

"You told me-"

"I didn't. I would remember your reaction if I had!" I cut him.

"Alright... Yoongi told me. I asked him!" He rushed to add and I rolled my eyes annoyed. I fell back on the couch and stared at the ceiling. "Are you mad?" He asked me.

"A bit. But I'm probably overreacting!" I said and sat up again. "What I wanted to say" I continued deciding that I shouldn't exaggerate the situation "is that, when he started saying all these stuff, about how wrong our relationship was and how we should break up I remember me telling him: love doesn't have boundaries. I'm a fourteen year old boy that's in love with you, an eighteen year old boy. And that's that! nothing more and nothing less."

»»Flashback««

"Jungkook this is wrong!" Yoongi murmured while hiding his face inside his hands. He let his back touch the back of the sofa again. "It's illegal being together with someone of your age!" After that night we had spent together he was drowning in guilt. No matter how hard I had tried telling him that I didn't regret it, he wouldn't listen to me. "We should break up..." he finally said. "I'm leaving for Seoul in a month, you should stay here and continue your life like nothing happened-"

"What?" I asked him and that waterfall of nonsense stopped. He remained silent and simply looked at me. "What?" I shouted. "You're telling me to stay here, after all the hard work I've done and not even try to achieve that scholarship?"

"No if you want to you can try, I didn't say that, but don't stress about it too much."

"Yoongi can you hear yourself?" I interrupted him. "I want to come to Seoul, with you. You're not breaking up with me!"

"Jungkook I-"

"Stop it! Just answer me this. Do you love me?" I asked him and I saw him nervously licking his lips. He got ready to say something but I didn't let him. "It's a simple question Yoongi, you reply with a yes or a no. Don't start with things like 'yes but'! Do you love me?" I asked again. He lowered his head avoiding my eyes and remained silent. "Damn it, look at me!" I shouted and I started fearing for his reply. "Do you love me?" I shouted!

"Yes I do!" He shouted back and got up. He stood in front of me peering at my eyes.

"That's enough". I whispered. "You love me. Love doesn't have boundaries. You're not Yoongi the pedophile faggot, you're Yoongi and you're in love with me. Jungkook, Kookie!" I said and leaned closer to him. He had tears ready to drop from his eyes and his mouth trembled as he tried to speak.

"You're right, I'm sorry-" my lips touched his and cut off his apology. "I love you Kookie." He whispered when we broke the kiss and that sent shivers down my spine.

»»Flashback««

"Thank you..." Jimin muttered. "That helped."

"Don't mention it!" I said a bit caught up in my memories. Just remembering all that had me shivering. "I should go..." I muttered. "Lets do that again!" I said and smiled. I got up and headed for the door. Jimin ran behind me and opened it for me.

"Of course. Just knock on my door whenever you feel like it!" He said. I nodded and stepped outside.

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I like kookie but I also don't like kookie
I like Jimin but I also don't like Jimin
I like Yoongi but I also don't like Yoongi