Chapter 12: The Heart’s True Confession

With the weight of jealousy heavy on his heart, Suga spent the following days plotting how to reclaim Jimin's attention and affection. The contrast between his intense focus on work and the carefree laughter that filled his home when Jackson was around gnawed at him. He couldn't let Jimin slip away, not when he had finally begun to understand the depth of his feelings.

One evening, after a particularly exhausting day, Suga made a decision. He would host a small gathering, a chance for him to showcase his commitment to the gang and, more importantly, to show Jimin that he cared. The thought of a personal gesture, one that brought them together, ignited a flicker of hope in his chest.

Suga enlisted the help of his comrades, enlisting their support to set up the gathering. He wanted it to be casual but meaningful—something that reminded Jimin of their bond. With the gang’s camaraderie buzzing around him, Suga felt the excitement build.

The night of the gathering arrived, and Suga had transformed the usual meeting space into a warm, inviting atmosphere. String lights hung above, casting a soft glow, and a spread of food and drinks was arranged on the table. He could almost imagine Jimin’s face lighting up as he walked through the door.

As guests arrived, Suga felt a rush of anticipation. Jimin came in last, dressed in a simple yet stylish outfit, his hair falling softly around his face. The moment he stepped inside, the atmosphere shifted. Jimin’s eyes sparkled with surprise as he took in the scene.

“Suga, this looks amazing!” Jimin exclaimed, a genuine smile breaking across his face.

Suga’s heart swelled at the sight of Jimin’s joy. “I wanted to do something special,” he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. “I thought it would be nice to unwind together, just us and the gang.”

Jimin moved closer, his gaze lingering on Suga, and the warmth between them sparked like electricity. “You really know how to surprise me, don’t you?”

As the night progressed, the gang filled the space with laughter and chatter, but Suga made it a point to keep Jimin by his side. They shared stories, exchanged playful jabs, and gradually, the tension that had lingered between them began to dissolve.

At one point, Jimin excused himself to help Jungkook in the kitchen, and Suga seized the opportunity. He followed them, leaning against the doorframe, watching Jimin’s animated expressions as he engaged with Jungkook. The way Jimin interacted with his friends reminded Suga of everything he cherished about him—the warmth, the laughter, and the way he made everyone feel special.

“Hey, Suga! Come help us!” Jungkook called, breaking Suga out of his thoughts.

Suga stepped into the kitchen, and for a moment, he felt lighter. He helped with the dishes, but his focus was entirely on Jimin. As they worked side by side, their hands brushed, sending electric sparks through Suga.

“Thanks for organizing all of this,” Jimin said, glancing over his shoulder. “It means a lot to me.”

Suga took a deep breath, feeling the moment swell with unspoken words. “I’m glad you’re enjoying it. I just… I realized I’ve missed spending time with you. And I want you to know that I care.”

Jimin paused, his gaze steady on Suga. “I care about you too. I’ve been feeling a bit neglected lately, you know?”

Suga’s heart raced, the weight of his own emotions crashing over him. “I’m sorry for that. I got caught up in my own world, but I want to change. You deserve my attention.”

Before Jimin could respond, Jackson entered the kitchen, a playful grin on his face. “What are you two plotting in here?” He nudged Jimin with his elbow, and Suga felt an old pang of jealousy twist in his gut.

“Just talking,” Jimin replied, but Suga could see the flicker of discomfort cross his features. He didn’t want Jackson’s presence to overshadow the moment they were sharing.

“Cool, cool. You know, Jimin, if you ever need someone to talk to about… relationships,” Jackson said, leaning closer with a teasing tone, “I’m all ears.”

Suga’s expression darkened, and he could feel his frustration bubbling to the surface. “Yeah, but maybe Jimin wants to talk to someone who actually understands him,” he shot back, his tone sharper than intended.

“Relax, man,” Jackson replied, hands raised in mock surrender. “Just trying to lighten the mood.”

Suga glanced at Jimin, whose expression was a mixture of amusement and exasperation. “Guys, come on! Let’s not ruin the night with this,” Jimin said, trying to mediate.

But Suga couldn’t shake the feeling of competition that ignited within him. He wanted Jimin to see him, to recognize that their connection was special. “I just want to make sure he knows who’s really here for him,” Suga said, his voice low, tension simmering in the air.

The three of them fell into an awkward silence, and Jimin finally broke it. “How about we get back to the party?” he suggested, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

As they returned to the main area, Suga felt a swell of determination. He wasn’t going to let Jackson’s playful demeanor pull him away from what truly mattered. The night had started on a hopeful note, and he intended to keep it that way.

Once everyone had gathered again, Suga decided it was time to take the plunge. He called for attention, gathering everyone’s focus. “I just want to say thank you all for being here. You guys are more than just comrades; you’re family. And I want to make sure we never lose sight of that.”

Cheers erupted from the group, and Jimin’s smile lit up the room. “Hear, hear!”

Suga turned to Jimin, his gaze steady. “And Jimin, I know I haven’t always been the best at showing it, but I really do care about you. I’m here for you, now and always.”

The room fell silent, the air thick with anticipation. Jimin’s cheeks flushed, and he looked down, a shy smile tugging at his lips.

“Thanks, Suga. That really means a lot,” Jimin said softly, his eyes shining.

With the warmth of the moment wrapping around them, Suga felt a rush of hope. The night continued with laughter and shared stories, and as the hours passed, he and Jimin found themselves stealing glances at each other, each look a silent acknowledgment of the bond they were building.

Later in the evening, as the party began to wind down, Suga felt a pull to take Jimin aside again. He wanted to be sure that Jimin understood his feelings.

“Can we talk for a minute?” Suga asked, his heart racing.

Jimin nodded, and they slipped out to the balcony, the cool night air washing over them. The city lights twinkled in the distance, and the stars seemed to mirror the spark in Suga’s heart.

“What’s on your mind?” Jimin asked, leaning against the railing, his profile illuminated by the soft glow of the moon.

Suga took a deep breath, his resolve solidifying. “I know things have been complicated between us, especially with everything happening. But I need you to know that I want to make this work. I want to be with you, Jimin.”

Jimin turned to face him, his expression softening. “You really mean that?”

“More than anything,” Suga confessed, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders. “I’ve realized how much I need you in my life, and I don’t want to lose that.”

A smile broke across Jimin’s face, and he took a step closer. “Then let’s figure it out together. I want that too.”

In that moment, surrounded by the twinkling lights of the city, Suga felt a surge of hope. They were on the brink of something beautiful, a connection that transcended the chaos of their lives. And he knew that no matter the challenges ahead, he was ready to face them with Jimin by his side.

As they stood together under the stars, their hearts intertwined, Suga realized that this was just the beginning of their journey—a journey filled with love, laughter, and the promise of a future they would build together.

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