𝐊𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘

🥡𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄🥡

Jimin just couldn't believe it. Four days ago he'd think he'd see the boy for the last time, but once again he was wrong.

His eyes gazed at him, watching him sit down on the stand with two other judges. A thingy (he didn't know what it was) around his chest and a crown on the brown mop of hair. His pretty, glossy lips were pouted and his legs elegantly crossed over each other.

He chuckled.

The glitter on his eyes and the lip gloss shining as he wrote down things on the paper, dainty figure standing up to clap every so often when he'd be impressed though it was only a few times.

"He's beautiful isn't he?" Layla asked and he nodded looking at her.

"He's the Korean Beauty?" He asked, she nodded again.

"From what I know, he is one of the most beautiful people that I have met. He's humble and kind as well. He doesn't usually take pictures for some reason, but he did with Liam only if I promised that I wouldn't post it on social media. He was in that show, May's Love or something, he was a sassy ten-year-old who liked to eat a lot, but was unbelievably skinny." She whispers. And she moves closer to him.

"I think that he has a sickness." She whispers and he looks at her confused.

"What?"

"Yeah, I hugged him and he was so light. Almost as if his bones had been breaking two weeks ago. His skin was pale and there was a little bag under his eyes that the stylist failed to hide. I think it's anorexia or something, but then again he wouldn't be able to compete if that was it." She says, Jimin nods and keeps his eyes on the little beauty from behind.

"He seems healthy to me and happy." He whispers.

"He wasn't two weeks ago, I heard one of the other moms gossiping that they found him smoking in the back, and then a kid found him crying in the bathroom." She says almost pouting when she looks at Jungkook.

"It's a pity, he's only nineteen and he's got all of that weight on his shoulder. I would die if I had all that weight on me. And he's so pretty, look at him women would kill to have his body. Look at his body and the other half of the women here, they look like whales. Last week a woman got escorted out of here when she was screaming at for "flirting" with her sixty-four-year old husband when all he was doing was asking if he was okay. He's mistreated by everyone because of his beauty. It's a shame." She whispers, Jimin keeps looking at the younger and then focuses his eyes on Liam who walks to the stage with the soccer ball in his arms. He watches him sigh and put a thumbs up for the music to play.

Somewhere in the middle of the choreograph his eyes dart down to Jungkook who is standing while clapping his hands, a smile on his face as he encourages the boy to continue.

A scoff makes him look to his side and he looks at a woman. She is not tall from head to foot. But she has the spherical shape of a globe from hip to hip. He notices that she scoffs at Jungkook who is clapping.

"He's a sad boy, a faggot who likes to sway his hips so that men can pay attention to him because he's dead father can't." Jimin chuckles Max

"He looks happy too, might be a faggot but he's got a pretty ass, plumps cheeks, wide hips, tiny waist, and pretty features. I'd pay attention to him. Maybe a little more than what needed, as for you-" he stops and he looks at her making sure to stare at her judgment, "All it would take for me to forget you is the seconds that it takes for me to turn around." He whispers before turning around and seeing that Liam has already finished his choreography.

It's eight when the winners are announced most of the show he just stared at the younger. His eyes still on him as he grabbed the crowns and placed them on the boys' heads. Layla screaming from beside him as Liam got his first-place crown.

"Jimin?" He turned around when he heard his name once he was outside and he made eye contact with the little beauty. He wore some glitter under his eyes and an excruciating amount of lip gloss on his lips and yet he still looked amazing.

"Hey." He said watching how the younger smiled at him.

"What are you doing here?" He asked softly, arms crossed over his chest as he bit his lip.

"Liam, the first place winner, his parents are friends of mine and I helped him with his choreography so I thought I'd come to see him do it after putting so much dedication into it." He says with a smile, Jungkook nods.

"That was a very impressive performance, you did a great job. I loved his performance." He says with a smile and he looks around the room to find many of the women looking at him, shyly he looks down.

"Um...do you have any plans for later?" Jungkook asks softly, he looks at Jimin who shakes his head.

"I don't work today, Yoongi is visiting his husband's parents. Means I'm free all day. Why?" He knows what the younger wants, he just decides to tease him first.

"I'm going to be leaving soon, I just need to change. Today I can go walk around Compton my mother is in San Francisco. Do you maybe want to walk around with me so that I can know more about the city? That's only if you're free though, I don't mind-"

"I'll wait for you here. Don't worry." He says with an almost smug grin on his face.

Jungkook smiles as well before waving and walking away towards the backroom