My Aphrodite || Yoonmin (REWRITE) ON HOLD

Chapter 1

Jimin opens his eyes and stares blankly at his ceiling. It is currently 5:00 a.m and he has two hours to get dressed before he has to go downstairs for breakfast. Jimin absolutely hates mornings. He hated the fact that he always had to sit at that table every morning with two sets of eyes staring at him...judging him.

Jimin wasn't like your average stereotypical boy. He likes to dress up in crop tops, skirts, wear oversized hoodies with short shorts and so on. His parents absolutely hated this. Everyday they would call him homophobic slurs and other crude names.

He takes a deep breathe as he finally rises from his bed and heads towards his bathroom. Once he's in, he takes a warm shower, brushes his teeth, does his skincare, then goes to his closet.

After ten minutes of deciding what to wear, he settles on a pastel pink cropped hoodie with white ripped jeans, pastel pink converses, and a white head band.

He then starts cleaning his room. His parents are CEOs of separate companies so his room and house if fairly large. He makes his bed, cleans off the desk he uses for homework and studying. After he is done, he starts packing his backpack with the things he needs for school today. With himself and his room being cleaned he makes his way downstairs.

Before he walks to the table he sits his backpack by the door. As he makes his way to his spot at the table, he hears his mother let out a scoff. She walks towards him and drops his plate in front of him. The contents of the plate scatter around and some falls onto the table.

"You're gonna wear that shit to school?" spits his dad. "Yes." Jimin looks down at his plate and begins to eat. He tries but he can't ignore the judgmental stares he is getting from his parents.

"You look like a whore" says his mother. "Why can't you be like normal boys? Who do you act like such a sissy?" Jimim sighs, "I'm not normal mom and I'm not a sissy. Clothes don't have a gender. Anyone can wear whatever they want. The only thing that matters is whether or not that person is comfortable."

"Shut up!" his father yells. "You're just a fucking faggot! Get your shit and go to school.Now."

Jimin quickly gets his bag and starts on his way to school. He could have taken the bus but he preferred walking because it always helped him cleanse his mind of his parents cruel words.

As he is walking he feels as if someone was watching him. He looks behind him and sees a black BMW slowly driving behind him.

Jimin assumed whoever was in that car saw him look back because before he knew it, the car was beside him and a stranger was trying to get his attention. He stopped and looked into the car seeing a male with cat likes eyes, pale skin, jet black hair and veiny hands that kind of turned him on.

"Excuse me" the man said in a deep and silky voice. "I'm new in town and I needed a few things for my home. Could you maybe point me to the nearest convenience store?" Jimin gave the man a smile before replying, "Sure. Go down this road and take the second right then the first left and the convenience store should be right in front of you."

"Thank you" said the man. The stranger then eyed Jimin up and down hungrily before driving off. He was so hot, Jimin thought. He released a shaky breathe before continuing on his way to school.

Jimin finally makes it to his school building and heads towards his locker. As he gets closer he sees that it's surrounded by his friends Tae, Hobi, and Jin.

"Hi Jiminie" Hobi screams. He proceeds to pick him up and swing him around. "Hi Hobi. Hi Jin. Hi Tae." Jimin giggles. "Oh.My.God. Jimin!" Tae yells. "I was watching a Taemin performance and he was so fucking se-" Tae was cut off by the ringing of the bell.

"Welp, I'll see you guys at lunch. Bye!" Jimin says before running off to his class. "I'll tell you later Minnie!" Tae yells back.

Time was moving in slow motion but it was finally lunchtime. Jimin met up with his friends and they all sat at their usual table. All was going well until Jimin's usual bullies walked up to their table.

His bullies consisted of three people. Doseon, Haneul, and Wiheon. They relentlessly bullied Jimin almost everyday. Jimin had tried fighting back but he just got bruised up. He tried telling the principal but Haneul is his son so that didn't work either.

"Look, it's that little fag and its friends" Haneul spits rudely. "Have they ran through you yet? Huh? Stupid slut."

The three boys laugh and flip Jimin's tray before walking away. Tae and Hobi rise to their feet filled with anger. Before they can do anything Jimin hastily told them to sit down.
"What the fuck Min!" they both said angrily.

"Fighting them isn't going to solve anything. Haneul is the son of the principal so reporting them won't do anything either. Don't be stupid and get yourselves hurt. I will figure something out eventually."

With that being said the bell rings signaling lunch is over. Jimin leaves the lunchroom and heads to his next class. After three more classes and three more sessions of those pricks messing with him, school is finally out.
Jimin says bye to his friends before he begins making his way home.

Jimin soon made it to his house. As he is walking up the steps to unlock the front door,  he's catches that same car in his peripheral. It is parked suspiciously. It is not parked as if that person lives at the house it is near. Jimin feels fear rise in him as he hurriedly unlocks the door, goes in and immediately locks it behind him.

I'm not crazy, he thinks. That is the same car that guy was in. I know it. He's fucking watching me. That hot ass stranger is watching me. Jimin shakes his head and decides to ignore it, do his homework, then take a soothing bubbly bath. Once he's finished with his homework he starts running his bathwater.

He puts in some strawberry scented soap for the bubbles then lowered himself into the tub. As he is soaking his mind wanders to the stranger. He was so handsome to Jimin. He started thinking of the man's hands . He could only imagine what they would feel like caressing his body.

Jimin gets up and goes towards his sink. He opens a drawer and grabs the "toy" he hid inside. He then slides back into the tub and positions the toy at his entrance. He begins to slowly slide the toy into himself letting out a breathy whimper. He imagines the estranged
man's hands roaming all over his body.

He imagines the stranger ravishing his body. Instead of his hand he imagines the stranger thrusting his length inside of him, throwing him into pure ecstasy.

Jimin starts to let out quiet, high pitched whimpers so he wouldn't disturb his parents who were probably sleeping. "Mm~...ah-ah~"Jimin moans. His hand starts to pick up its pace and his mind starts to run wild. After a deep thrust of the toy Jimin let's out a pleased moan. White strings fly from his member, landing on his chest, face and a little in his hair.

Jimin starts to slowly steady his breathing as he cleans himself and his toy. He gets out, putting his toy back in its place and putting on his pajamas.

He lays in his bed and stares at his ceiling blushing. I can't believe I just got off to a random stranger. The guy could be fucking stalking me. He could even be a psychopath, he thinks. I need help. He chuckles before closing his eyes hoping tomorrow would be better that today.