A Mutual Respect

                                    

                                          
A/N: BARK BARK WOOF WOOF BARK BARK BARK BARK
        Taehyung can't see it, but he knows something changed on that plane. 
He can sense the aroma of terror dripping off his friends; more particularly, Yoongi and Hoseok. They departed a few minutes ago, Taehyung sandwiched between the two friends while Y/n, Jimin, and Ariel are apparently scouting ahead. The trio is walking together, no words being exchanged. 
"Anyone want to tell me what's going on?" Taehyung asks as he goes. He wishes he had one of those staffs. Those staffs that help guide the way. He can't rely on people forever, he needs to be independent again. Hm, independent. A word he never considered ever since he met-
        Jungkook.
        A wash of envy strikes him. He isn't sure where it came from, or better yet, why envy is the feeling his body chooses. Regardless, he brushes it aside. The more he dwells, the more likely he never moves on. Which, to be fair, isn't going to happen anyway. But Taehyung can dream.
        "Nothing," Hoseok replies.
        "Just because I'm blind doesn't mean I can't smell the God damn sweat. Don't lie to me because you think you can take advantage of my disabili-"
        "I told him," Yoongi says, cutting off Tae.
        Taehyung freezes up, his breath leaving in huffs out of his body. "You did... what?"
        "Listen, I had to, okay? I couldn't just keep it in. If I did, I would've exploded and that's the last thing anyone needs right now. I'm sorry Tae, but if I didn't tell him, then-"
        "No no, shut up it's not that. Who knows?" Tae asks, hoping he masks the fear in his tone.
        "Uh... you, Y/n, Hoseok."
        "So you're telling me... you've told everyone except the little girl and the one that's actually involved in your stupid fucking secret?!"
        "I can't tell him, okay? I don't have the heart to."
        "Yoongi. Whether you like it or not, Jimin's going to find out on his own, and when he does, it'll be even worse than if you were to tell him now," Tae says, patting the air until he finds Yoongi's shoulder. "I know it's scary, but you don't have much choice. Just get it off your chest and it'll get better."
        "This isn't something that gets better. Besides, he probably won't believe me. It's not like I have proof."
        "He'll believe you. That isn't something you lie about."
        "Obviously, but he's an emotional man, he might not. I don't know. I'm making excuses for myself, okay? Is that what you want to hear?"
        Taehyung sighs, giving him a squeeze as they continue their stroll. He isn't sure where the others are, but surely they must be close. They need to stick together if they are to survive. 
"Yoongi, I just want to know if this is what you think is right. Do you think it's fine to hide this from him?" Tae asks.
        "I don't know. I don't want to tell him at all. My entire life I've fucked up everything, Jimin's the last one I haven't fucked up with. I mean really, Y/n and I were rivals for years, Hoseok and I hated each other, I almost killed Namjoon and Jin, I hated Jungkook and now he's..." Yoongi lets out a small breath. "And I barely talked to you, Tae. You were the person I used when I needed you, then cast you aside and didn't care afterwards. Jimin and I started off on the wrong foot, but for once, it wasn't because of anything I directly did to him. He just hated me because the woman he loved did. Him and I are... friends. We're friends. I'm sorry if I want to preserve that."