"What am I supposed to do, Jiminie?!"

A blonde boy was walking around his room in circles, pulling his hair so hard he was close to accidentally ripping it out. His lips were formed into a frustrated pout and his steps were uneven and aggressive.

"You have plenty of time trying to figure this out, Tae. But most importantly, you should tell him. Talk to him."

Abruptly, the younger boy turned around, looking even more frustrated now. Like he could throw a tantrum. Or have a meltdown.

"Yeah, sure. I'll just talk to him because that will totally make everything better! What am I supposed to say, 'Hey, Jungkookie! Guess what? My shitty father is shipping me off to America forever and I'll never get to see you again and destroy our relationship'? You know how expensive the plane tickets are! Just--" He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself.

"I'm sorry for getting so upset. It's just so unfair. I find the love of my life and we're in the most perfect relationship ever, aside from the circumstances, and now I have to throw it all away? Just because my inhumane monster of a father can't stand gay people? God hates me!," he cried, a red-haired boy sitting on his bed watched the whole scenario with raised eyebrows and pulled the whining Taehyung next to him.

"Hey, hey. Not all hope is lost. Maybe he can visit you sometime. America's not that far, right? Closer than Europe. Be glad your father's not sending you to France, then. Or Great Britain." He patted the younger's back, said younger looking at him with a sad face.

"No, Jimin," he said quietly. "Europe is closer from here, by two thousand kilometres."

Jimin formed an 'O' with his mouth but nevertheless, kept trying to calm his sad friend down.

"Oopsie, my bad. Well, he could still visit you. The distance doesn't matter, your love does. And you guys love each other and you're gonna... cling to that, I guess. You can have video chats. Don't worry, everything's gonna be fine." He ruffled Taehyung's hair, the blonde still pouting.

"I don't know if it's going to be fine. He's going to be heartbroken and so am I. Every night I don't have him to hold me in his arms, I feel like freaking out already because I miss him like hell."

"How am I supposed to live months, years without him by my side? Without, just... feeling him? His warmth? His kiss? His touch? His love? Just-- everything?," the blonde whined, leaning his head on Jimin's shoulder.

"You know, we had our usual cuddle date today. He just knew something was off, it was so hard to make up a believeable excuse and convince him that nothing was seriously wrong." He thought back, recalling the memory of him and the younger cuddling...

-

"Baby, is something wrong? You look so sad today, should I worry about something? Or someone? Do I need to beat someone up?" The raven-haired boy nudged his lover, who was straddling him and just like that, hugging him tightly by his shoulders.

"No... I'm fine." The blonde said quietly, nuzzling his head further into Jungkook's shoulder. When actually, he was anything but fine. Every time he saw his boyfriend smile, and recently, he smiled a lot, it hurt him. Because it was him who would have to wipe that beautiful smile off his face eventually.

He knew it was nobody's but his father's fault but couldn't help but feel extremely guilty.

"Don't lie, my little prince. What's happening?" Taehyung internally panicked when he felt the other boy grab his chin and force his head up in the softest way possible, feeling helpless.

"Oh, it's just..." He thought of the most believable excuse possible spontaneously, his lips forming into a pout.

"You know, junior year is coming to an end. And-- the finals. They're in two weeks, I'm so scared of them and I feel like I should study and revise every single second of the day."

That was only half true. He was scared of the finals indeed but he didn't spend every living second of the day studying and he didn't want to, either. He needed breaks or he would go insane, and in this case, his break was Jungkook.

However, it was a smart excuse that the ravenette believed.

"You're stressed because of the finals? Don't worry, you'll do amazing as always. You're my love, I believe in you. And I love you." He kissed the top of Taehyung's head, making the blonde melt internally because of the overwhelming sweetness.

"You may use me as a stress reliever." He grinned.

"I love you so much. So, so much." The older boy shifted and captured his lover's lips in a passionate kiss, intertwining their hands and quite literally sitting on top of him.

"I love you too, duh. Don't stress yourself because of the finals, you're gonna be fine. I'm gonna be fine. We're gonna be fine. You're my beautiful, little prince."

And on and on they kissed, never getting enough of each other.

-

"What if he falls out of love with me and breaks up with me? I think I wouldn't survive that, oh my god. What if he finds someone else? There are so many pretty girls and boys around here, what if he dumps me for some desperate hoe?" Jimin slapped the back of his head, shaking his head.

"Shut up, Taehyung."

The blonde finally came back to his senses, massaging his temples.

"God, I'm so dumb sometimes. He loves me and I trust him that with my life. He would never dump me for anyone else, he's too smart for that! But he'll still be heartbroken. Poor Jungkookie," he sulked.

"Thank god, you're finally making sense again." The redhead grinned.

"If he dumped you for some bitch, I would fucking destroy him. But he's crazy over you, I swear. I actually noticed that before you guys got together already, he kept staring at you literally all the time, it honestly scared the shit out of me. Y'all are such a perfect couple."

Taehyung smiled sheepishly, still feeling extremely giddy whenever someone mentioned their relationship despite the fact that it's been a long while since they've started dating.

"I know we are," he said dreamily.

"Oh, by the way. How's the... bullying going? Are kids still being mean to you? I can tell them off if you want me to." Jimin looked at him carefully and checked his reaction.

"They've layed off, that's for sure. Sometimes, I still get dirty glares or a few mean comments on my Social Media, but how could I not? However, it got a lot better. I think people forgot about it, got used to it or just don't care anymore. And I'm glad about that," the blonde spoke honestly, his face serious and in thought.

"Honestly, I think I don't care that much anymore. At first, I could barely walk through the hallways alone without being anxious and literally scared to death that anyone would attack me. When I went to the bathroom, I was worried someone would be lurking around and planning to do weird things to me. It was pure hell, I didn't feel safe anywhere when I was by myself."

"But now, I feel more secure. Especially because I've gained the ability of fighting back, something I was way too scared to do back then. But now, I feel stronger. More confident. Maybe it's all the shit I had to go through." He shrugged, placing his hand in front of him so he could inspect his nails.

"I'm so proud of you, Tae. I remember last year, when I found you crying in the bathroom and comforted you, I was so worried, and confused. And I swear, you reminded me of a little baby kitten. Well, you still do, actually. Just more mature." Taehyung groaned exasperatedly.

"Oh my god, don't remind me. Jackson, that little bitch, it was all because of him. Little did I know that he'd turn out to steal my diary and threaten to expose me to the whole school. I think I would've cried a lot more, then." Surprisingly enough, he snickered.

"I've been sad for long enough, now it's time to be positive. I'm just going to forget about that America stuff for now, there's a whole year left to stress over it. Anyways..." He turned towards his friend who was already smiling at him.

"We have a date tomorrow evening, in public. It's our first public date ever and I can't wait to see everyone give us disgusted glares while we make out." He giggled.

"I've got to make sure I look good, can you be my stylist?" The redhead grinned, patting his head.

"Hell yes. You guys rock, I'm so happy for you."

All of a sudden, Jimin hugged his best friend tightly, the blonde smiling while hugging back just as tightly.

"Be over at my place tomorrow, three PM sharp." Taehyung beamed.

"Will do!"