You Started It

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ma brother, 숨겨도 감춰도 지워지지 않어, are you calling me a sinner? 무슨 말이 더 있겠어. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ma sister, 숨겨도 감춰도 지-"

Taehyung kept singing but no sound was heard. His microphone had cut out and right before his high note. There was nothing he could do. However, Jimin knew one thing that he could do. Rushing to Taehyung's side, he offered Taehyung to sing into his microphone headset.

"So cry~, please dry, my, eyes, whoa~"

Jimin was captivated, Taehyung's angelic voice piercing through him. The way Taehyung's voice rose and fell, the way he carried the note, the control in his voice, he uniqueness that made Taehyung's voice, his. Jimin would be a liar if he said it didn't turn him on, but unknowing to him, Taehyung felt the same way about Jimin.

[Time skip: last song of the concert; Mic Drop]

"잘 봐 넌 그 꼴 나" V once more, sang into Jimin's mic

"우린 탁 쏴 마치 콜라" Jimin followed up behind V

"너의 각막 깜짝 놀라" Jin followed up behind Jimin

Finally, Jungkook singing "꽤 꽤" with Jimin joining with him to finish out the their song "폼나지 포 포 폼나지" and Jimin finishing it off with his on little "yeah~" flowing smoothly with the rhythm and defiantly catching Taehyung's attention.

The boys come to the front of the stage with RM in the middle to say "We are Bangtan Sonyeondan!" as the boys bowed to their ARMY, each of them saying their own goodbye to the ARMY before going backstage to get changed and had back to the dorms.

[Time skip: scene; backstage]

Taehyung was the first to rush back to his changing room. He sat in front of the mirror wear his noona does his makeup. He looked at himself, wondering what had come over him, wondering why every time Jimin sings he feels this way, wondering why he doesn't have to guts to just tell Jimin he likes him. Wondering if- could he actually be gay?

Meanwhile, Jimin was in the bathroom, still in his stage clothes as he washed the makeup off his face. At the same time, washing his face, trying to clear his mind. 'Why does Taehyung's voice do this to me? Why is it only Taehyung's voice? Why can't I just tell him I like him? Am...am I actually gay?'

[Time skip: scene; BTS dorm]

After dinner, of course cooked by eomma Jin, the boys each went to their rooms. That is, all the boys, except for Jimin. Jimin followed Taehyung back to his room after noticing Taehyung acting a bit strange at dinner.

Taehyung, lied on his bed and closed his eyes, drifting off into sleep. Jimin, coming in not long after Taehyung, stood beside his dongsaeng. He watched as Taehyung's muscles relaxed. A small smile plastered on his face.

Little to Jimin's knowing, Taehyung was actually thinking about him. Thinking about his perfect features, his plump lips, his cute nose, his beautiful eyes and his soft skin. Jimin's body, as if it were sculpted by Gods. Most of all, Jimin's voice, the way he sang tonight, hitting every note perfectly, staying in rhythm.

A soft, small hand resting on Taehyung's arm finally bringing him back to reality. "Taehyung, I need to talk to you."

Taehyung nearly fell off his bed when he realized who it was. "Ah Jimin hyung! You startled me." Once again almost immediately Taehyung felt like he was under Jimin's spell once again, seeing his eye smile. "Uh you-you w-wanted to talk?"

Jimin's face turned serious again and that made Taehyung nervous. "Yeah um, well you've been acting different all day with me. What's been wrong TaeTae? Did I do something wrong?"

'TaeTae'

The pet name made Taehyung feel like his heart was going to beat out of his chest. Just seeing Jimin, hearing his voice, and especially the pet name all made Taehyung excited. A little too excited.

"Taehyung why are you acting like this?" Jimin kept asking, confused until finally, he noticed it. Taehyung could only blush and try to hide himself, mumbling a small "you started it-". Jimin, with a new found confidence, wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck. "Well, why don't I start this-"

Jimin pressed his chest to Taehyung's as for the very first time, they lock lips and its everything both of them had always fantasized of. They lips move perfectly in sync just as the band does during their dance routines. They kiss is just the right amount of passion and lust, creating a perfect mixture of bliss that neither of them want to let go. Only breaking their long awaited kiss to finally to a breath.

Both stare into each other's eyes unsure of what to say but there is no need, that kiss and the look in their eyes now says it all.

'I love you'