Warnings: Bullying episodes description, some flashbacks about bullying, homophobia, and more.
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Chapter 9: The different world you live in...
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Jimin had woken up after one hour, he found himself at Kim's Mansion. He had been asleep inside the guests room he knew perfectly well from the previous day.He turned to look around and he found, on top of the bed, his clothes he had been going to wear before the incident.
These clothes however, were new and the same as he had before. The denim jeans, t-shirt and white hoodie were the exact same as his clothes that had been damaged.
"Do you like them, my angel?" Taehyung asked from a chair next to the bed.
Jimin smiled softly at him. "I do, but you didn't have to do it. Tae, In the world I came from, when this kind of things happens, and hate and violence takes away something from me, there is no way to get them back. What I try to say is that I'm used to losing stuff, people, friends, and letting go of them. I'm used to being treated like that, to face hate and more. So you don't need to do it, I really appreciate it though, but I don't want to be that kind of person who uses you, and is a burden for you." Jimin said sadly.
Taehyung was quiet, he was thinking carefully about what his new friend had told him, after all he knew nothing of that cruel and cold world Jimin had spoken about and he also had experienced and saw with his own eyes just one hour ago. He knew Jimin had been suffering from this kind of hate all his life and he felt sad about it.
"I understand Jimin, still I try to think about it, but I don't see how this represents a real burden for me, for I have the money, time, and purpose to help my friend and make you feel better about it. Still I understand what you are telling me. Please don't worry about this, you are not using me, it's the other way around. Being a young rich master, having rich parents, and growing in opulence, I had never had that many friends, and I always wondered how was the real life outside this mansion and the protection my family's name and money offered me. I always desired a friend. And that you are. I now have you as my best friend, and I can experience that world I never get to see." Taehyung explained gently, slowly and softly.
Jimin listened everything feeling as if soft velvet was been rubbed against his ears, his heart, and as if dark sweet chocolate was being poured in his mouth going down his throat, his eyes felt as if he had been contemplating the universe, the stars, or jewels, bright emeralds shining. He felt eclipsed by the man in front of him. His nostrils were invaded by his rich friend's extravagant and exotic yet elegant scent.
Jimin had to shake himself out of it, he closed his eyes and winked many times, before returning to reality. "Thank you, even though you keep insisting you want me to be your friend, I can't understand why? There are better people out there, more pretty, less slutty, higher social class, with more money, education, achievements, better family and background, and even class and elegance, I can't understand you. But I feel honored." Jimin said, turning his gaze down to his own small and round child-like hands.
Taehyung took his hands gently, with one delicate hand he turned Jimin's head to face him, grabbing his small chin.
"You are perfect to be my friend, I don't need any of the things you mentioned, I have enough for both, but I want a friend who is gentle, sweet, yet strong, and even though he has suffered a lot, a friend who still wants to improve and be better and keeps fighting. You are strong, and you are valuable, you know true suffering, and that's why you wouldn't hurt anyone. See? You are the perfect friend for me." Taehyung said, kissing Jimin's hands softly. "I'm not gonna lie. For my intentions were also concerning your beauty, it is a secret I can't hide, even though I want your friendship, and I'm working on getting to know you. I can't stop desiring your beauty. You are so beautiful, my personal angel. So small and delicate like a small innocent cherub, and yet, your beauty can make the gods from the Greek tombs, rise and become sinners for you. You are an exotic rose, pretty and delicate, but you also have your thorns, and yet, I'm dying to be the gardener who waters you, and wakes up everyday to see your beauty and smell your sweet hypnotic perfume. And graze my fingers against the softness of your petals." Taehyung said blushing.
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