JIMIN'S POV
I looked at my reflection in my mirror. It was almost like I couldn't recognize myself. I was now dressed in black leather pants that hugged my lower body and accentuated my slightly curvy self. On the top, I had on a white skin tight cropped t-shirt. It seemed more like I borrowed a baby's shirt, but no, it's mine. I just don't wear it that much. I put on a gold necklace around my neck, adding that little shine and spark to my outfit. I also added really small hoop earrings to further complete my look. I looked different, a good different. I looked slutty, but... a classy type of slutty.
"JIMIN... COME AND TAKE THIS." Mom shouted all the way across from her room. I quickly took my robe and wore it, covering the outfit I had on. I don't want her to look at me and think I'm a little hoe.
I walked to her room and made my way in. She was already inside the covers, and her wheelchair was right next to her bed. She looked at me confused as I entered.
"Why did you hide your outfit? I wanna see it. I've got these boots, and I wanna see if they'll match." Mom said.
"Eomma, I can't wear female boots." I disagreed with her.
"Ah, who cares? You look girly either way. Open up your robe, I wanna see what you're wearing. Open up and let me see." Mom said. I pouted and looked at myself.
"Are you sure?" I asked. She just gave me a look, and with that look, I knew that if I kept stalling, then she'll throw a slipped at me. I sighed and untied my robe, allowing my outfit to be revealed to her.
Mom gasped as she saw me, aish... I should have refused to show her how I look. I looked down, feeling embarrassed of myself. My Queen must be disappointed in me. She doesn't look all too happy about what I'm wearing. I fiddled with my fingers and covered myself again.
"I wasn't done looking, turn around." She said to me, again I removed my robe and turned around, letting her see my whole body and the whole outfit. I could hear her gasping for air in shock.
"Hmm... here are the boots. They'll match your outfit pretty well." She said, with a bored facial expression. Well, ouch.
"Uhm... won't you comment on what I'm wearing?" I asked, fiddling with my fingers.
"You look ugly as always, no fashion sense at all."
"Eomma, that's mean." I said with a little pout.
"And I mean it. You'll have to spend the night at Taehyung's house because I won't wake up to open the door for your drunk ass in the wee hours of the morning. Take care of yourself there, don't dance with strangers, ask Tae to come with you wherever you're going. If anyone touches you, be a big boy and stand up for yourself. Do not let anyone treat you like a little sex toy, okay? You're worth more than that."
"Mom... it's just clubbing. It's not that deep." I said while rolling my eyes. Mom glared at me, and I looked down and quickly nodded.
"I won't let anyone do anything to me. I promise." I said to her.
"Good, now you can go. Be safe, okay?" She said to me. I walked towards her and gave her a warm and cuddly hug. Mom returned it and caressed my back softly.
"Mom loves you, okay?" She said. I could feel the sincerity and emotions in her voice.
"I love you too, mom." I told her. She then let go of me and smiled while looking at me.
"You're so grown. It seems like yesterday when you used to pee on your bed."
"Aaaaand that's my cue to go. Goodnight, Mommy." I said as I was already out the door, not forgetting to take the boots she gave me. I went to my room and grabbed a little trendy clutch bag with sparkles and carried it on my shoulder. Well, don't I just look like a Barbie doll? I'm definitely finding my Ken tonight. Haha... jokes.
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His Sanctuary [Jikook]
FanficPark Jimin, a beautiful, smart, and ambitious young adult who is still in university, becomes entangled in a romance with a dangerous man. Will their love survive the chaos, or will they be consumed by the darkness that surrounds them?