Kill for you - Yoonmin

Jimin

Jimin is still inside his classroom, daydreaming about Yoongi. Lately, he's been helping him notice a few things about Jin's case. The vibration on the background makes him believe something was put against a window so no one could see what was going on in that room. Tonight, he'll go back to Yoongi's place so they can keep thinking about it. He's been visiting often and feels comfortable in that home knowing Tae is also there keeping them company every now and then.

He saves all his things inside his bag now that all the students are gone and Yoongi should come get him soon. In a small hand mirror he checks his own makeup and puts on some lipstick without realizing who's watching him near the door.

- You damn pervert.

Jimin can recognize that woman's voice immediately and after a small sigh he turns around. Jungkook's mother is standing there with her fur coat that probably costs a fortune. With a frown on her face and a superiority complex easy to spot, she walks up to him. In a violent move, her hands show him the reason of her visit. Her son's homework.

- You make my Jungkookie write this perverted things? Are you insane?!

Jimin knew ever since he read the boy's essay that this was gonna be a problem. After all, he said they could write about anything at all and Jungkook wrote over 7 pages of an homoerotic monologue with a bunch of details. It was hard for him to believe the boy made it up. It seemed like he really did write about a night of passion with an artistic boy with a boxy smile.

- What? You don't like him reaching a perfect score? Should I fail him?

- Don't play dumb. Look at what he wrote! You're washing his brain with your homosexual shit!

- All I did was give them the freedom of writing anything without being judged. Your son decided the subject and all I care about are his writing skills.

- You're gonna call my son and ask him to write it again! You can't make him think this is okay!

- I'm sorry but I can't pretend he didn't do a great job. If you want to mess with his education you can do that at home

- You insolent piece of shit. You know I can destroy you if I want to?

- I'm aware

- I'll call the media and tell them a homosexual perverted teacher is trying to take advantage of my poor son! I'm not even surprised someone like you does that

Of all the things he could get accused of, that one makes Jimin want to throw up. He stands in front of her, suppressing his murderous impulse and unable to hold his words in.

- Jeon really has a magnet for liars. You will seriously create such rumor just because your son wrote a fictional essay about a gay awakening?

- He would've never written this if it weren't for you!

- Wrong. Writing is just a way of letting out what's been hidden deep inside us. And he can express it in whatever way he wants

Sick of hearing him, the woman slaps him with such strength that his skin burns. He has to clench his fists not to return her the favor.

- I'll destroy you and you'll never work again in your life, Park. Sick people like you shouldn't work with kids.

Jimin feels a drop of blood roll down his cheek. That bitch didn't take her rings off. He wants to say something, to keep arguing. As always he wants the fight to keep going until one of them ends up dead. But there's an interruption. A deep raspy voice makes him turn his attention towards the door.

- I think I filmed enough.

Min walks up to them with his cellphone in hand. The woman takes a step back seeing him.