sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ | ᴍ.ʏɢ +ᴘ.ᴊᴍ

twenty.

Summary of last chapter for those who chose to avoid it: Yoongi forced Jimin and Jackson to have sex as an act of punishment for them, but also himself for how he treated Jimin. During that, Jackson was killed by Yoongi and the peach haired boy asked Yoongi to let him go.

"What about this one?" The ravenette shook his head, giggling as he flicked the snail out of his friends hands. 

"No silly! It has to be pretty!" Jimin pouted, his black hair flopping over his face. He got back on the ground, digging through the sand and under driftwood from the ocean current. Taehyung waddled over to him, sitting beside him and helping him dig through the wet sand. 

"Here! TaeTae look!" Jimin wrapped his finger's around a small snail, it's brown shell covered in dirt. Taehyung scrunched up his nose, picking it out of the boys hands and chucking it into the ocean. Jimin whined, watching as the small creature plummeted into the water. 

"It wasn't pretty." Taehyung watched as Jimin stood up, washing his hands in the cool water, swishing his hands around just to get them dirty again. 

"Then what is pretty?" Taehyung smiled, standing up and tackling Jimin into the water, both gasping for air as they came up. The water around them swirled with bubbles, the younger whining at his wet hair. 

"You...your pretty." Jimin blushed, staring at Taehyung before flicking the water, standing as small waves rocked them side to side. "Today is the last day of summer..."

"Yeah...entering forth grade tomorrow." Taehyung huffed out in annoyance, hating that his fun summer with the other was already over. Taehyung's hand lifted itself to Jimin's cheek, grazing away the ocean water. Jimin smiled, splashing him before running to the shore, the obnoxious sound of feet plunging into the water echoing on the empty beach. He was giggling as he crawled onto the beach, screaming out loud as he found a peachy pink colored snail, holding it up for Taehyung to see. "Pretty snail!"

Taehyung woke up gasping, his forehead sweating as his eyes darted around the room. He laid back down, his head pounding at the memory flooding his brain. A small tear ran down his face, dripping onto the silk pillow. 

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Yoongi couldn't do it. He couldn't let him go, despite his repetitive violent actions. He watched with guilty eyes as Jimin cuddled up on the bed with his teddy bear, lost in sleep. He sat down on the bed beside him, his thoughts of what Jackson said to him returning. He groaned, his hands making their way into his hair as he gripped at the roots. Jimin's eyes fluttered open from hearing the guttural sound, his eyes landing on Yoongi. 

"Y-Yoongi?"

"Jimin...I have to ask you s-something." The peach haired boy groaned, turning to sit up on the bed a little more, avoiding the headboard that he was chained to only hours ago. 

"Sure..." Yoongi refused to met his eyes, which was a bit weird since he had a thing for staring another person down. 

"J-Jackson said you love me, is it true?" Jimin's breath hitched, his eyes flicking down to the bed sheets. 

"Y-Yoongi, I don't l-love you." The blonde nodded, his fists clenching at the dark blankets. Jimin couldn't make eye contact with him, too afraid to see the expression on his face.

"W-why not?" Jimin smiled a bit, his eyes were clouded with tears that begged to fall as he looked up at Yoongi. Truth was, some part of him was in love with him, not the logical part obviously, but a very real part of him was. 

"Seriously? You h-hurt me, a lot a-and I can't l-love someone l-like that..." Yoongi nodded, his eyes following a small tear that fell down Jimin's cheek. He got up, wiping the tear away and turning to leave the younger alone. 

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"It happened again, didn't it?" Hoseok asked, playing on his phone as Taehyung curled up against him, watching the screen. 

"W-what do you mean?" The dark haired male sighed, turning his phone off before looking at Taehyung. 

"Memories of you and Jiminie." Taehyung looked away from him, not wanting to deal with anything like this, his blue hair flopping over his eyes. Hoseok smiled, his arm wrapping around Taehyung's shoulder as he pulled the boy closer. "We'll find him."

"I'm not sure if I want to..." Taehyung whispered, a small tear trickling down his cheek. 

"What's that mean?" 

"I- I'm worried that if we find him, he'll be dead or- or I'll be overprotective of him and he'll get annoyed and abandon me." Hoseok's jaw clenched, feeling bad for the boy, but jealous of Jimin for the way Taehyung felt. 

"It's gonna be alright."

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"What are you doing?" The blonde shot his head back, peering over at Jimin who walked down the stairs, a hoodie being the only thing on him. It was past midnight and Jimin couldn't sleep without Yoongi being there; it scared him. 

"Uh, nothing really. Just watching something...what's up?" Jimin hummed, walking over to the kitchen and grabbing a glass on milk before sauntering over to the couch, his hips swaying. He could feel Yoongi's eyes on him and smirked, sitting down next to him. 

"Nothin'. I couldn't sleep w-without you..." Yoongi nodded, pulling Jimin onto his lap as he let the movie play. The younger leaned against Yoongi's chest, pulling his knees up. The blonde smirked, his arms wrapping lowly around the boy's petite waist as he left little kitten kisses on Jimin's exposed neck. "W-wait...Yoongi-" Jimin was quickly shut up when Yoongi grabbed his jaw, pulling him into a kiss, tongues fighting for dominance, Yoongi easily overpowering Jimin. The younger moaned, his drink slowly slipping from his hands and spilling onto Yoongi's lap and the couch. 

"Ji-"

"I-I'm so s-sorry! I-" Yoongi's finger's slid over the younger's bottom lip, parting them as his thumb entered his mouth, swiping over his flat tongue. Jimin stared at him with doe eyes, wiggling a bit on Yoongi's lap. 

"Shh, don't be sorry...just clean it up, the right way baby." 

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