Jimin was arranged well by his friends as soon as he got off the plane. He thought he was just being picked up at the airport, but he didn't expect to be taken directly to the bar.

Jimin protested several times but to no avail. Someone was already responsible for delivering his belongings back to Jimin's house. They also asked for permission from Jimin's parents and promised to bring Jimin home safely later.

Jimin was helpless, but according to Yeonjun, it was a punishment for Jimin's leaving without saying goodbye three years ago and abandoning his family and children for three years. Abandoning the family refers to Jimin's family, and abandoning the children refers to his friend. Because Yeonjun lost the game of truth or dare that night and chose the game of dare, which asked Yeonjun to choose to call someone present Dad, Jimin had the honor of being Yeonjun's Dad.

Jimin did not lose that night three years ago. But when the party was over, he took a taxi to Namjoon's apartment. Namjoon saw him sitting on the sofa and swaying, and was angry and amused that he couldn't drink but insisted on drinking.

Jimin said he lost the game and chose dare. Namjoon was squatting on the ground taking off his shoes and socks, not seeming to care too much about what a drunk person was saying.

Namjoon and Jimin met at an art gallery, and they hit it off right away and became good friends. Maybe because Namjoon is three years older, when he is with Jimin, he is more like a older brother and always takes the responsibility of taking care of Jimin. Every time Jimin drinks too much, he won't go home, afraid that his parents will nag him. Then he came to live in Namjoon's apartment, Namjoon never disliked him, and every time he gave up most of his bed.

Namjoon held Jimin's waist with one hand, took Jimin's hand with the other and hung it on his shoulder, leading him to the bed in the room.

Jimin looked at Namjoon's side face, maybe it was a little difficult to support a drunk boy, Namjoon's brows were slightly wrinkled, his mouth was also exerting force.

Jimin continued, "Do you know what my dare is?"

"Oh, what?" Namjoon's mouth curled up, and his tone was like coaxing a child.

"It's to confess to the person I like."

Namjoon's high mouth corners fell instantly, but he didn't dare to look at Jimin.

Jimin didn't say anything, but wrapped his arms around Namjoon's neck, blocked his mouth tightly. He fell backwards, Namjoon lost his balance, and they fell into the soft bed together.

Jimin didn't dare to stop, as long as Namjoon didn't push him away, he would continue. This was the courage he had accumulated over two years, he was still young, but he felt that he didn't have two more years to waste, he was even more afraid that in another two years, Namjoon would belong to someone else, this time he was making a desperate decision.

His mind was in a mess, he only knew to kiss Namjoon and take off their clothes until he felt Namjoon's hardness against his thighs, and he finally sober. But he soon realized that he couldn't be sober, and he quickly closed his eyes, he was afraid to see Namjoon's eyes.

Perhaps it was the desire that was at work, Jimin was carried into the bathtub by Namjoon, and the warm water slowly flowed over his feet, then to his waist, and then to most of his back. This process was not long, Jimin remembered being pressed against the edge of the bathtub and kissed, his back was hurting, but his chest was rubbed red, his body was scalded by the hot water and he wanted to vent and shout.

Namjoon took the shower gel to help him stretch. Jimin didn't know whether it was because it was his first time, so it was particularly painful, or because Namjoon had no experience, or because Namjoon was too big. When Namjoon entered, he felt like his whole body was torn in half.

First it hurt, then it was sore, and then the pleasure from Namjoon's caressing of the front end connected to the back. Jimin cried and ejaculated in the water, and Namjoon also pulled out. The water in the bathtub became turbid, just like Jimin's brain.

Jimin squinted his eyes and let Namjoon fiddle him, then cleaned him up and wrapped him in a blanket to sleep. Jimin woke up once in the middle of the night. Namjoon didn't sleep next to him like he used to. He took a long time to calm down. He vaguely remembered that when Namjoon carried him back to bed, he kept saying sorry.

In the second half of the night, Jimin fell asleep with tears all over his face. The next day, he heard Namjoon open the door to go to work and then he secretly got up and left.

When he got home, he filled the large suitcase that had been in his room for two weeks and booked the fastest flight to Australia.

As early as a month ago, he had received an email from an Australian company offering him a high salary. No one knew about this, including Jimin's parents. Jimin didn't want to go at first, because there was Namjoon besides his parents. Later, when he heard that Namjoon's family arranged a blind date for him, he decided to confess his love to Namjoon as a bet.

If he won, he could get Namjoon, and if he lost, he would go to Australia.

Obviously, he lost the bet.

Jimin's parents sent him to the airport. His Mom couldn't stop crying. They probably didn't understand why Jimin made such a sudden decision. His Dad could still force a smile. His son had grown up, since he had made the decision, he would support him.

Jimin comforted his parents, turned around and entered the boarding gate, squatting in a corner where they couldn't see and crying. He knew he shouldn't be willful, but the pain and sadness caused by two years of secret crush made him unable to face it again.

Before boarding the plane, Jimin blocked all contact information about Namjoon, leaving only the photo of their first meeting. He looked at it over and over again, but was reluctant to delete it.

In the three years in Australia, Jimin never went back to Korea. Even when he met his parents, he bought plane tickets and asked them to come to Australia. He knew clearly why he didn't dare to go back to Korea. He was afraid of seeing Namjoon and afraid that he would go to find Namjoon again.

Hearing that Namjoon was getting married, he could let himself give up completely this time. So, he resigned and came back.

In the end, the friends didn't let Jimin drink too much. Jimin came back, and there would be plenty of opportunities to force him to drink in the future. Before the party ended, everyone was discussing about having a small party this weekend. Jimin watched them talking and laughed with satisfaction.

When he got up to go to the bathroom, he passed by the dance floor and was bumped by the people dancing. He stumbled and almost hit the booth next to him. When he looked up, Jimin seemed to see someone not far away looking at him and smiling.

It looks like Namjoon, but it's not Namjoon. Jimin knows that Namjoon doesn't like to drink and never likes to come to the bar. Jimin secretly laughed at himself for being crazy. Why was he still thinking about him at this time? But he knew clearly that when he mistook that person for Namjoon, his heart was no longer calm.

He missed Namjoon too much.

When he came out of the bathroom, he was really blocked by Namjoon in the corridor at the door of the bathroom.

"Long time no see."

Jimin tried to look natural and nodded with a smile. "Long time no see."

Namjoon kept looking at Jimin with a smile, which made him feel uneasy. He opened his mouth but couldn't find the words, so he pulled a handful of hair behind his ear awkwardly.

"You'll come to the bar too?" Jimin finally found a topic.

"Yeah. I came with my friends."

There was another silence. Jimin avoided Namjoon's eyes, but he couldn't avoid the burning gaze.

"I heard... you're getting married?" Jimin regretted it as soon as he said it. Bringing up this kind of topic, if Namjoon didn't intend to invite him, this would make Namjoon very embarrassed. If Namjoon invites him, he will be even more embarrassed.

"Heard?" Namjoon looked at Jimin with interest.

Jimin was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that he didn't hear anything. He saw the news on Namjoon's IG using his secondary account.

"Haha, congratulations first. My friend is still waiting for me, so I'll go over first." Jimin randomly found an excuse to get through and left quickly.

It was almost 12 o'clock when Jimin returned home. Mom and Dad were still awake and had already cooked Jimin's favorite kimchi jjigae for him as a midnight snack. Jimin was hungry and sat at the dining table and started eating.

Mom and Dad sat beside him and watched him eat happily, their eyes full of doting. Mom nagged him not to drink too much when he went out, but Dad said that it was good to go out and make more friends. Jimin looked up and saw his parents exchanged glances, he didn't understand. But it felt good to go home and hear his parents nagging.

Mom and Dad were very happy that Jimin returned to Korea. They had already cleaned the room and changed the bedding. Mom intentionally or unintentionally tested Jimin, asking if he would leave this time. Jimin smiled but didn't answer. In fact, he didn't have an answer in his heart. He thought about the scene of seeing Namjoon again tonight. He couldn't let go of someone after five years, and he might not be able to let go even if he ran away again.

Jimin came back this time to give himself a long vacation. He slept at home until noon, and lay on the sofa in the living room for a while after lunch. He was really bored, so he went downstairs for a walk.

When he came back and walked in, he saw Namjoon sitting on the sofa and smiling at him. Jimin stayed at the entrance, but Mom smiled and said that Namjoon had been waiting for him for a long time, complaining why he didn't answer the phone.

Namjoon had come to their house several times before, and his parents liked him very much. Jimin couldn't say anything in front of Mom, so they sat opposite each other in silence.

Mom was just about to go downstairs to buy some fruit and went out, so Jimin finally found a chance to ask, "What's up?"

Namjoon raised his eyebrows, "I can't come see you if I have nothing to do?"

"There's nothing to see.."

Namjoon didn't explain, but he smiled in a way that was a little bit tickling. Jimin was annoyed by being stared at, and just when he was about to lose his temper, Namjoon rushed over from the opposite sofa and pressed him tightly under him.

"What are you doing..."

Before Jimin could vent his surprise and anger, his mouth was held tightly. But it was just a light kiss, so light that before Jimin could react, Namjoon's soft lips had already left.

"I missed you." Namjoon changed his sitting position and hugged Jimin.

Jimin's mind was like fireworks, crackling. He wanted to ask Namjoon what it meant to miss you, what that meant, do you understand? No, you don't understand.

"Let me go, my Mom will be back at any time." Jimin said calmly.

"No." Namjoon didn't hold him very tightly, if Jimin struggled, he could get away with a little effort.

"I don't want my Mom to misunderstand."

"Misunderstand what? Misunderstand that we are related, or misunderstand that you are gay?"

Namjoon's sneering smile angered Jimin, who pushed Namjoon away. Namjoon hit the armrest of the sofa and fell to the ground.

"I'm gay! So you, a normal man who is about to get married, please stay away from me!"

Namjoon stared blankly at Jimin, who looked angry, and immediately smiled. He got up and rubbed the lower back where he had just been hit, straightened his clothes and left.

Mom came back after a long time. When she saw Namjoon leaving, she complained to Jimin why he didn't ask Namjoon to stay for dinner. She also praised Namjoon for his good looks, good behavior and hard work.

Jimin felt very sad when he heard Mom praising Namjoon all the time. He remembered that Namjoon had come to his house for dinner not long after they met, Mom and Dad kept praising Namjoon at that time. Jimin was secretly happy at that time, of course, the person I fall in love with can't be bad.

Jimin is sad now because that excellent person will no longer have anything to do with him in the future, and they can't even be friends.

Mom saw his sad face and asked him if he was jealous. She only praised others but not him.

"Of course my own son is more excellent!"

Jimin felt even sadder because his parents didn't know he liked boys. If they knew, they would be disappointed in him.

Jimin was called by his friends to drink again in the evening, and they played truth or dare again. This time Jimin lost, and he chose truth.

A friend asked, "Tell me the name that you can't forget."

Jimin didn't hesitate.

"Namjoon, his name is Namjoon."

These friends were not from Namjoon's circle, and no one knew Namjoon. So everyone just thought Namjoon was Jimin's ex-boyfriend from the years he was in Australia. The game entered the next round with laughter, and Jimin also laughed, lowered his head and shook the alcohol in his hand, and finally drank it all.

Don't know if it's because the alcohol was mixed with tears, it tasted particularly bitter and was particularly easy to get drunk.

Jimin later fell drunk on the sofa. In a daze, he felt himself being moved to another sofa, then stuck to a very warm piece of clothing, and then fell into another bed.

Just lying on that sofa was like riding in a car, swaying. The warm clothes seemed to be wrapped under a board, which was hard and uncomfortable. That bed, like the one that had appeared countless times in Jimin's dreams, had a faint smell of horsetail.

That was the smell of Namjoon's bed.

Every time Jimin dreamed of that bed, he would have a wet dream. In the dream, he and Namjoon were entangled, without any sound, but both of them had happy faces. Jimin knew it was a dream, but he still enjoyed it. Only in this kind of dream could he really hug Namjoon and see the love in Namjoon's eyes.

But dreams will eventually end, and this time is no exception.

Jimin felt sore all over his body, and at first he thought it was a hangover. But slowly he realized that there was a hand on his abdomen, and someone was pressing his chin on his back, and the heat from his gentle breathing slapped on his skin.

Jimin was shocked. He was indeed lying on Namjoon's bed, and there was another person lying on the bed. It was Namjoon.

Last night was not a wet dream, but he and Namjoon really did it once. Or maybe more than once.

"Why am I here?"

"Your friends said you were drunk and staring blankly on your phone. My name was on it, so they called me for you. Then, they sent you to my car."

Yes, Namjoon's phone number was released from Jimin's blacklist not long ago, just before Namjoon announced that he was going to get married.

Jimin got up in panic and looked for clothes to wear. Namjoon sat on the bed and looked at him with a smile, a smile of success. Jimin scolded Namjoon for taking advantage of him while he was looking for clothes. Namjoon was not angry, but pointed at the closet and told Jimin to take his clothes to wear.

Jimin just wanted to leave now, so he opened the closet and pulled out a random piece of clothing to put on.

Namjoon said he wanted to talk to Jimin about their future relationship, Jimin got even more angry.

"What is the relationship between me and you? A fuck buddy? You are about to get married, aren't you afraid that your future wife will know about this? Aren't you ashamed? I feel disgusted and ashamed!"

Three years ago, it could only be said that he misunderstood and he sent himself to bed, which was shameful. This time, three years later, it happened without his knowledge. But Jimin felt like a mistress, he felt like he had done something unspeakable, it was shameful.

Jimin didn't want to hear another word from Namjoon, so he rushed out. But as soon as he walked out of the room, he was dragged by Namjoon, pressed against the wall and kissed forcefully. Jimin struggled desperately and bit Namjoon's lips until they bled.

Jimin struggled until he had no strength left, and begged Namjoon in a low voice.

"Let me go. You should live your life well. We have nothing to do with each other anymore."

The words "nothing to do with each other" angered Namjoon. He wrapped Jimin's lips into his mouth again, and the bloody taste flowed into Jimin's mouth along his tongue. Jimin did not struggle anymore and let Namjoon kiss him everywhere. He just let his tears flow silently.

"I won't let go."

Jimin didn't know what Namjoon was talking about, so he could only advise: "You have your new life, and I have to find mine too. Don't make any more mistakes, don't do anything to let her down."

"Her?" Namjoon wiped the blood off his lip with the back of his hand, the bright red was dazzling.

"Yes, let's stop here, don't make her sad. Since you're going to marry her, be a qualified husband." Jimin leaned against the wall, looking away.

"What about you?"

"Me what?" Jimin glanced at Namjoon and turned his head away again.

"Will you be sad if I marry someone else?" Namjoon took a step forward.

"No. I've let it go a long time ago."

"Don't you love me anymore?"

"No."

"You're lying!" Namjoon raised his voice, holding Jimin's face and forcing him to look at him.

Jimin's eyes widened and gritted his teeth. He did still love him, but he still had reason. Namjoon was not married yet, so he could still be wishful thinking. If Namjoon got married, he would be a mistress who destroyed other people's families.

"No. I don't love you anymore." Jimin smiled with a relaxed look. "It's been so many years, how can you think I still love you."

Namjoon also laughed, unhurriedly: "On June 16, 2021, winter officially began in Australia. Moni, do you want to come and see the snow?"

Jimin was stunned. Moni was the unique title he gave to Namjoon

"September 12, 2022, Moni, happy birthday."

"October 13, 2023, Moni, today is a good day, congratulations on your marriage. Did you forget that today is my birthday?"

Jimin tried to open his mouth several times, but couldn't say a word. All these contents were posted by Jimin on his second IG account. That account didn't have any friends, it was just a space for him to vent. But, he didn't expect that Namjoon actually knew that it was his IG and was quietly following it.

"Why...why..."

"You suddenly blocked all my contact, and I can't find you. I don't know where to find you, I don't know any of your friends, and I don't dare to let your parents know about us." At this point, Namjoon's eyes began to redden.

"I registered a new account, but your IG is no longer updated. I just thought of a way recently, I went through my visit records and found this account. I remember every update of yours clearly. I have been waiting for you to come back. "

Jimin didn't dare to let himself have any hope, and sneered: "What will happen if I come back."

"Don't you understand? My marriage is fake, because I know you will check my IG, so I deliberately posted it for you to see."

"Fake? Why?"

"If I don't post like this, how can I force you to come back."

"What.. what do you mean?" Jimin slowly realized that things were not what he thought.

"Marriage is fake, but liking you is real! I've been waiting for you to come back! Do you understand?"

"Like me?" Jimin still couldn't believe it.

"Yes. You left without saying goodbye. I thought you were drunk that night and that's why you said that to me. I really wanted to find you to ask you clearly, but I couldn't find you."

"I..."

"Do you know how I survived these three years? If I had known that you had feelings for me, I would have turned the whole of Australia upside down to find you."

"I thought you didn't like me. That night I heard you say sorry, and you didn't want to sleep in the same bed with me..."

"You just left me behind because of this stupid misunderstanding? You let me suffer? I said sorry because I hurt you, and I didn't sleep with you because I was working on a report in the living room, because I was in a hurry to hand in the report the next day and come back to have a good talk with you. But you ran away! You left me behind!" After saying this, Namjoon couldn't stop crying.

Jimin suddenly realized that it was all a misunderstanding. He was not the only one who suffered during the past three years, but also Namjoon. If Namjoon couldn't stand it and didn't wait any longer, he would regret it to death.

Jimin hugged Namjoon's neck and slowly kissed away the tears on Namjoon's face. It was so bitter and astringent, just like the secret love for the past five years. Slowly, some sweetness surrounded his throat, just like the sweetness in his heart now.

"For the sake of five years of silent love for you, forgive me." Jimin pressed his forehead against Namjoon's.

"I don't really like you that much."

Jimin was shocked, and a stone hit his heart.

"I just love you, for five years." Namjoon's kiss gently fell on the corner of Jimin's lips, and their eyes were red again.

Jimin wanted to whip himself. The person I love has always loved me? I just wasted five years like this.

It turns out it's not secret love, it's two-way love.

Namjoon didn't go to find him because he didn't know that Jimin still loved him. But Jimin came back because he still loved him, so he was so sensitive about his marriage.

Jimin remembered something and pulled Namjoon out. Namjoon didn't ask why, he would never let go this time.

"I'm coming out to my parents. If my Dad hits me later, remember to block it for me."

Namjoon's lips curled up into a smile. Jimin couldn't wait to let Mom and Dad know about their affairs. He knew Jimin would not let go this time.

Mom and Dad were sitting opposite Jimin and Namjoon, and were frightened by the seriousness of the two children, and asked if something happened.

Jimin took a deep breath and took Namjoon's hand.

"Mom, Dad, I want to tell you that I am gay, and I want to be with Namjoon."

Jimin lowered his head and looked at his toes to encourage himself. He thought Mom would be angry and scold him, and Dad would beat him or even kick him out, but nothing happened.

"We've known for a long time that you like Namjoon." Mom and Dad looked at each other and smiled. Yes, parents know their children best. Every time Jimin sees Namjoon's eyes full of love, how could his parents not see it?

"I like Namjoon, you don't object?"

"No objection. We will support your decision, just like when you chose to go to Australia, we would support you." Dad said with a smile.

"You won't leave again this time, right?" Namjoon changed the direction of his hand, and the two of them intertwined their fingers.

Jimin shook his head. "I'm not leaving. Wherever you are, there I am."

Mom whispered to Dad, "I told you my son still likes Namjoon. You lost the bet, give me the money!"

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