Ch 42 | Convenient

                                    

                                          
Author's POV: 
Jimin has never been very good at lying, especially not to the people he loves. That's why he's such a private person; because if it were left up to him, he'd spill all his secrets the second someone asked. It's kind of a miracle he's been able to keep this secret for so long. 
But that's about to end. Jimin is on his way to Namjoon's music lab to meet Namjoon and Yoongi, under the guise that he needs help with his solo. 
He doesn't actually need help with that, at least not right now he doesn't. What he's actually calling them for is to finally tell them what's going on, but he had to call for them in a way so that none of the other members suspect anything. He's not ready for everyone to know, he just needs some advice. 
Normally he'd include Seokjin as well, but he's too close to you. He may not be able to keep quiet. 
"Hey Jimin," Namjoon smiles as he walks through the door. He's already here with Yoongi, the two of them dressed very casually just like they usually do on recording days. 
"Hey," Jimin nods, closing the door behind him. He quietly takes a seat on the couch next to Yoongi, and both of them stare at him in confusion. Jimin is normally pretty excited to work on projects like this. 
"You good?" Yoongi asks, grabbing Jimin's shoulder. His stomach is full of knots and he's definitely not good... nowhere near it. Just having to say this out loud to them is going to break his heart; it was hard enough for him to tell you while you were sleeping. 
"I need to talk to you guys," Jimin says quietly, keeping his eyes down and nervously running his clammy palms over his thighs. "It's about what happened. About why I didn't pursue [Y/N]." 
They instantly tense a little bit, and Namjoon rolls his chair over to sit directly across from Jimin, even their knees are touching a little. Yoongi scoots closer to him and wraps his arm around his shoulder, noticing the tears already brimming in his eyes. 
"It's okay, Jimin," Yoongi says, flooding Jimin's chest with both warmth and ache. "We're here for you. You know you can tell us anything." 
"You have to swear you won't say anything yet," Jimin whispers, still staring down at his lap. "Not the other members. Not Mr. Song. And definitely not [Y/N]." 
"You have our word," Namjoon nods, placing a hand on Jimin's bouncing knee. "You said you're here for advice, so whatever we talk about in here will stay in here." 
Jimin bites into his lip, trying to muster up his courage. It's taking everything he has not to just break down in tears, because he's terrified of hurting others. Honestly, he'd prefer to take this information to his grave. 
But he knows you won't ever truly trust him again if he keeps quiet. He knows you deserve the truth. 
"Taehyung was in love with [Y/N] too," Jimin blurts out, making their jaws slack. And that's when the flood gates suddenly burst open. 
Jimin word-vomits everything all at once, not sparing a single detail. He tells them about how your time apart made him realize it'll always be you. He tells them about the bar and what happened in the bathroom. He reminds them how Taehyung ended up drunk in his room. And then he finally tells them what he said that night. 
"I made the mistake of going to Mr. Lim first," he chokes out, tears streaming down his face as Namjoon squeezes his leg again. "He told me it would be selfish of me to pursue [Y/N] while knowing my best friend was in love with her too. He said I couldn't just throw years of our hard work down the drain for some woman. And I listened to him. I chose the group over her and lost four years with Jia."