SACRED - JIKOOK

APPERANCES

Jungkook waited excitedly in the waiting room for Jimin, while he waited he stole glances from the girl Jimin was inspired by. The color of her hair, he sat there, imagining it on Jimin's beautiful face and it made him all giddy inside. Finally, the moment of truth came and Jimin walked out of the room with a bright smile on his face. His hair a gorgeous pale blond.

"So.. what do you think..?" He asked, smiling sweetly. Jungkook's jaw dropped ten stories down. It was gorgeous.. it looked even better with Jimin's happiness and confidence along with it, mixing perfectly. Jin chuckled at Jungkook and smiled at Jimin. "It looks great!!" He said kindly. "Jungkookie..? What do you think?" He asked nervously to Jungkook.

Jungkook had to pick his jaw up off the floor, he had become so engrossed in staring at how beautiful Jimin looked that he wasn't even thinking. He gulped harshly. "You.. you look beautiful Jimin.. gorgeous actually.." he admitted, unable to keep the words to himself. Part of Jimin wanted to be mad, tell him that he's a man and men aren't beautiful and yet the compliment made him feel so happy, so free that he just smiled. "Thank you.."

"So, what are you going to do with your new pretty hair, Jimin?" Taehyung asked with a soft smile. "I.. would like to go clothes shopping.. my wardrobe doesn't really fit me.." he said with an awkward chuckle, looking down at his nerdy get up. Jin shot up from his seat excitedly, along with Taehyung. "Yes. We are going right now!!" Jin exclaimed, leading them back to the truck.

Jimin looked up to Namjoon who smiled and shrugged his shoulders before following. Jimin was taken to the mall, looking around at the clothes. He liked the nice and dressy clothes but many of them where a little too masculine for him, everytime he tried them on he felt uncomfortable, like he still wasn't in his own skin. Like it wasn't right. So he looked harder, finding some more androgynous choices. He was excited about his new clothes and told his friends to wait outside the bathroom's while he changed.

He wore one of his new outfits, a red and black striped T-shirt, tight black ripped skinny jeans, a black belt with a square silver buckle and some pointed black dress shoes with a very slight heel. On top of that he'd gotten himself some jewelry. A couple silver necklaces and rings for his fingers. He walked out of the bathroom excitedly, walking as if he was on a catwalk and pretending to be a model. Once again, Jungkook's jaw was on the floor. He looked so beautiful wearing confidence.

"So how does this look?" He asked, doing a small and slow spin. "Damn, Jimin if I didn't already have a boyfriend I'd want your attention." Namjoon said, half joking, receiving a harsh glare from Seokjin for his comment. Jimin chuckled at his joke and looked to Jungkook, happily running to him, "so? How do I look?" He asked, of course needing his approval as well.

"Once again.. you just.. you look beautiful..." Jungkook mumbled, words failing him at describing Jimin's appearance. He was just.. so.. beautiful. There was no word to accurately explain how amazing he looked. Jimin looked at Jungkook's ears and pouted, "I can't help but think it would look nicer if I had piercings like you." He said, surprising himself at his own comment.

Jungkook choked on the air. "Alright Min, let's take this slow. This is already a lot of changes for one day. How about in two weeks if you still want some piercings, we can go together just you and me. How does that sound?" He asked with a gentle smile. Jimin excitedly bounced on the balls on his feet, "I'd love that!" He said happily. The other three just stood there and smiled as they watched them, just happy. Cute.

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Jimin peaked into the door of his house, looking to see if his parents where there, he didn't see them in the livingroom so he crept forward, trying to be as quiet with his bags as he could, however, his parents both walked out of the kitchen right as he passed the doorway. He froze, staring at his parents and they stared at him. Their eyes where wide and he wasn't sure what to think. "J-Jimin!! What happened?!" His mother yelled in shocked. "W-what- what happened to your hair and what are you wearing?!" She asked, just so shocked she didn't know what to think.

"That's amazing!!" His father exclaimed, bursting into a loud chuckle, to which his wife smacked him on the arm. "Are you not going to tell your son how bad this is?" She asked. He shook his head. "Of course not, he's still young, honey. Let him explore. I was worried he didn't have any interests y'know. He looks great, let him be." He said. Jimin was rightfully shocked at his father's response, not expecting him to be so supportive of this kind of decision. "I.. I thought.. you where gonna tell me that priests can't die their hair.." he said.

His father smiled at him, "son, spreading the word of god has nothing to do with what you look like. If you wanna dye your hair, do it. If you wanna wear funky clothes, do it. If you wanna get piercings, do it. If you wanna get tattoos, do it. Whatever makes you happy and feel right.. you do it. Because god will always love you, no matter what you look like." He said kindly. Jimin instantly bursted into tears. His fears instantly melting away as he heard his father's loving words.

"Come on son no tears." He said, ruffling Jimin's hair with an other warm smile. "If looking this way makes you comfortable, wear your confidence with pride" he said. Jimin's mother sighed at first but softly smiled to her son as well. "Your father's right.. I do want you to be careful though.. think about these changes before you do it.. make sure it's what you really want okay, honey?" She said. "I will dad. I will mom. I love you."