The two stare at each other in disbelief, Jimin feeling as if his world were about to come crashing down right before him. His breathing became heavy as his vision became foggy, tears welling up. The person flashing the light lowers it, hiding in the dark.

"Woah. Jimin calm down."

Yoongi reaches for his hand yet he pulls away.

"I-I-"

Yoongi gets out of the car making Jimin's mind race and heart jump out of his chest. He watches as Yoongi makes his way to the dark figure expecting the worst to happen yet he turns and gestures for Jimin to come out. He hesitantly gets out of the passanger side slowly making his way towards the other person.

"Jihyun?"

His youngest brother turns to face him crossing his arms with a look of disappointment.

"Jimin, what if it was my dad who caught you instead?"

"I-"

"He'd have your ass over the fireplace."

"Jih-"

"You know what it'd be like to be in my place!? Finding out that your brother's a dirty homosexual? What if it spreads!?"

"It won't. You better not go around talking shit."

"You shut up! You're the same as him."

Yoongi grabbed him by the collar of his shirt as Jimin tries to interfere between the two yet he was too weak.

"What if I kissed you right here? Would that make you filthy?"

"You wouldn't."

Yoongi shoves him back and chuckles.

"I know I wouldn't. I mean who'd wanna kiss someone as ugly as yourself?"

"I'll have you know that I have a girlfriend!"

"I sure as hell feel bad for her."

"Stop!"

The two stop bickering as they turn to face Jimin.

"Just go home Yoongi."

Jimin's voice comes out with sadness in it. Yoongi reaches out to kiss him yet he avoids his touch and gaze. He just hands him the make-up bag and heads back into his car, pulling out of the driveway as he disappeared.

"Wait till I tell dad."

His brother huffed, shoving past Jimin. The two enter the house as their father was sitting down on the sofa while watching Tv. Jimin felt his body tense up literally feeling death creeping in.

"Dad you won't believe what I caught Jimin doing while I went to take out the trash."

His brother's voice drips with authority, their father turning to face the two.

"What'd he do?"

"J-Jihyun, please...."

Jimin was practically begging, tears about to spill. His brother sharply inhales gripping his jeans, feeling hesitant to tell his father.

"What is it boy? Cough it up."

The two stay dead silent waiting to see what would happen.

"He slipped on his butt when he stepped out of the car."

He faked a laugh as his father just chuckled and went back to watching his favorite sports channel. Jimin felt so thankful that words couldn't explain how he felt, ready to head upstairs his father turns to face him.

"Who gave you that scarf Jimin?"

"A-Alexis did."

He just nodded and turned towards the Tv as the two head upstairs.

"Thanks."

Jimin hugs his brother tightly causing the other to gasp for air. Finally letting go of him Jihyun scratches his head in embarrassment.

"I didn't wanna see you get hurt. I knew how dad would react, you owe me big time."

The two head their seperate ways as Jimin heads into his room, locking the door. He decides to take a shower grabbing a new comfy outfit and heads into the bathroom. He peels his clothes off and turns the water to his own liking.

Jimin's ass hurt causing him to feel ashamed of himself. He was caught in a lie all because he couldn't control his desires. Once he finishes up he dries his body off inspecting himself in the foggy mirror.

His fucking neck was polka dotted with hickeys assorting in all sorts of hickeys. Mentally face palming himself he dresses up to head to bed. Once in bed his phone vibrates on his nightstand clicking it on he sees four missed calls from Alexis and twenty messages from her and two from Yoongi.

He had too much on his mind so he didn't bother reaching back to them. Falling peacefully asleep morning arriving quickly he hears a knock on his door.

"Wake up Jimin! We have all of today to prepare for Christmas!"

His mother knocks on his door, sluggishly getting up. He grabs the make-up bag from under his bed and heads into his bathroom to get ready. Finally done with freshening up he takes almost half an hour to apply the make-up onto his neck.

He hides the bag once again under his bed and heads downstairs to help his mother cook since only on the holidays his father allowed the boys to help their mother.

"Is your girlfriend coming over Jihyun?"

His mother pinches his cheek the teen beaming with joy.

"Of course she is. What type of boyfriend would I be if I didn't invite her over?"

"What's her name again? Just to make sure that she isn't made up."

Jimin chuckles, entering the kitchen as he gives his mother a peck on the cheek.

"Hmph. Her name's Mary and she's real."

"We'll see."

They all begin to help their mother prepare the turkey so they could have it prepped for Christmas which was tomorrow.

"I'll call Mary and see if she'd like to come tomorrow."

Jihyun grabs the house phone and dials a number, the line picking up immediately.

"Hi Mary, my parents would like to know if you'd like to come over for Christmas dinner."

A moment of silence.

"Oh....I see. No! No! It's completely fine."

Another moment of silence.

"Okay bye, love you."

He hung up with a sigh causing Jimin to frown.

"Whats wrong?"

"I don't know....this passing month I haven't been able to talk or even see Mary all. She's been saying that she's really busy and what not."

"Psssh. Forget her, let's go outside and made an igloo."

The two agreed and happily went outside.

I don't eat turkey for Christmas. That's weird.