Forced to be his ♡✔️

11. How can I be forgiven

Jimin pov

The mansion was quiet, the only sound my own footsteps echoing on the polished floors. I could hear him, though. A muffled sniffle, a soft whimper - my snowflake, hiding in the shadows. A dangerous thrill shot through me, a hunter’s instinct to corner his prey. I rounded the corner, a playful smirk playing on my lips as I saw him huddled by the dining table.

Jimin : "Caught you, snowflake,"

I murmured, bending down to meet his eyes.

He jumped, letting out a startled cry.

Yoongi : “Aghhh...hhh!”

He pushed me away, scrambling towards a corner and collapsing onto the ground. He was trembling, tears streaming down his cheeks. I watched him, a pang of something unfamiliar tugging at my heart. This fragile, scared creature, he was so different from the fiery, defiant spirit he usually showed.

He choked out a muffled whisper,

Jimin : “Aish, he shouldn’t be scared of me… ”

I felt a surge of protective anger. He shouldn’t be scared of me. I knelt beside him, whispering softly,

Jimin : "You will be the mafia queen, snowflake. You shouldn’t be scared of these little things."

He didn't seem to hear me, his voice a barely audible whimper,

“Hiccup…

Yoongi : are… are… you… gonna… beat me? Y… you… c… can scold… me…”

Jimin : “What rubbish are you speaking?”

I asked, my voice softening.

Jimin : “Why would I beat you?”

He looked up at me, his eyes filled with a fear that twisted my gut.

Yoongi: “Bee… be… because I… I… cam… came… to… the… basement,”

he choked out.

My heart ached for him. He didn’t understand, he was just scared. I reached out, gently caressing his cheek with my bloodied hand. His eyes widened, his voice trembling,

Yoongi : “Ji… Jimin, blood…”

Jimin : “Hum, yes, blood,”

I confirmed, keeping my voice low and soothing. I felt a strange pull towards him, a need to comfort him, to reassure him. I pulled him into my lap, his small frame trembling against mine.

Jimin : “You made me angry by slapping me in front of everyone, but did I say anything? You came to the basement even though I warned you, but did I say anything? I just hate disobedience, it doesn’t mean I’m going to punish you physically. You will be punished, but not in a physical way. There are many ways to be punished, and to be forgiven.”

He looked up at me, his eyes wide with a desperate hope.

Yoongi : "How can I be forgiven?"

I met his tearful gaze, a strange mix of emotions swirling within me. I knew I had to be firm, but I also felt a strange surge of protectiveness towards this fragile creature.