Hey guys! Welcome to our Yoonmin fan fiction collection,
A series of short, sweet, and sometimes spicy moments featuring Yoongi and Jimin. Each story is a new adventure, full of feels, fluff, and surprises. Enjoy!"
The next morning, Jimin woke up with a heavy heart, the sting of last night's events weighing him down. He tried to compose himself, hoping the day might offer some semblance of normalcy. As he approached the dining table, his footsteps felt heavier with each step, but he forced a weak smile and quietly pulled out a chair to sit for breakfast.
The moment he touched the chair, Mina's shrill scream pierced the air, as if he had done something unforgivable. "Don't let him sit here! If he's going to sit, I won't eat! I can't eat at the same table as that... disgusting *thing*!" Her words were venomous, her eyes filled with fake terror and revulsion.
Jimin froze, his heart clenching painfully. Before he could respond, his mother rushed to Mina's side, soothing her like she was a fragile child. "It's okay, dear. Don't worry," she cooed, stroking Mina's hair. Then she turned to Jimin with a look of absolute disgust. "Get out of here, you filthy disgrace! You make me sick!"
The room was suffocating. Jimin's stomach churned with hunger and pain, but he couldn't force himself to stay in a place where he was so unwanted. Without another word, he turned and left the house, leaving the echo of his mother's harsh words behind.
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When Jimin arrived at school, he noticed the unusual stares and the whispers that followed him through the hallways. The air around him felt thick with judgment, and although he couldn't quite make sense of it yet, something was terribly wrong.
As he approached his locker, he caught sight of a few students glancing in his direction, their voices hushed but full of malice. He tried to ignore it, but as soon as he opened the locker, a cascade of small condom packets spilled out onto the floor, landing with a soft thud at his feet.
Jimin's face went pale, and his heart raced. He stood frozen in shock, staring at the condoms scattered around him, disbelief clouding his mind.
"What was happening?"
Before he could process the situation, a hand touched his shoulder. He flinched but turned to see Taehyung and Jungkook, both of them looking grim. Without saying a word, they gently guided him to a quiet corner of the school where the commotion couldn't reach.
Jimin felt a knot tighten in his stomach as they showed him their phones. The video—the same one from last night, of him and Yoongi—had been posted on the school's viral website, spreading like wildfire. The intimate moment he shared with Yoongi was now on full display for everyone to see, twisted into something filthy and scandalous.
Jimin's breath hitched, and he felt like the walls were closing in on him.
**How did this happen? How did things get so out of control?**
He didn't hear anything Taehyung or Jungkook were saying anymore. The only thing he could think of was Yoongi. He needed him—his warmth, his embrace, his calm voice telling him everything would be okay. But when he tried to call, Yoongi's phone was switched off. Fear gnawed at Jimin's insides, wondering if Yoongi had seen the video too, and worse—was he angry? Was Yoongi disgusted with him like everyone else?
Despair overwhelmed him as he drifted away from his friends, walking like a zombie through the halls until he found himself on the rooftop, the one place where he could be alone. The cool breeze hit his face, but it did nothing to ease the turmoil in his heart. The weight of everything was too much—the cruelty of his family, the humiliation at school, and the gnawing fear of losing Yoongi.
Minutes passed, and Jimin didn't move. He stared out at the city skyline, feeling utterly hollow inside, wondering how his life had spiraled into such chaos. He was so lost in thought that when the rooftop door opened, he flinched.
But before he could react, strong arms wrapped around him, pulling him into a tight embrace.
"Jimin," Yoongi's voice was hoarse but filled with emotion.
"I'm here."
Jimin blinked, realizing it was Yoongi who had found him. The warmth of Yoongi's embrace, the familiar scent of him—it was enough to break the dam that had been holding back all of Jimin's emotions. He collapsed into Yoongi's arms, sobbing loudly, all of his pain and sadness pouring out of him like a flood.
Yoongi held him close, whispering softly,
"It's okay, baby. It's okay. I'm here. Everything will be alright. We'll figure this out. I promise, we'll get through this together."
Jimin's cries grew louder, and he clung to Yoongi as if he was the only thing anchoring him to reality. Every word Yoongi spoke was like a lifeline, pulling him back from the edge. For the first time that day, Jimin felt a flicker of hope, a small light in the darkness.
After what felt like an eternity, Jimin finally calmed down, his sobs turning into quiet sniffles. He pulled back slightly, his hands trembling as he cupped Yoongi's face. That's when he noticed the faint, but unmistakable, mark of a handprint on Yoongi's cheek.
Jimin's eyes widened, his heart sinking.
"You too..." he whispered, his voice barely audible.
Yoongi nodded, his eyes filled with understanding.
"Yeah," he said softly.
"My family saw the video. They... they didn't take it well."
Jimin's heart shattered all over again. The same pain he had felt from his own family, Yoongi had endured as well. They were both hurting, both suffering under the weight of their families' cruelty and the judgment of the world around them.
Yoongi sighed, brushing a stray tear from Jimin's cheek.
"But I don't care what they think. I'm not leaving you, Jimin. We'll get through this together, no matter what."
Jimin nodded, leaning into Yoongi's touch. He didn't know what the future held, but in that moment, with Yoongi by his side, he felt a small glimmer of hope. They would fight this battle together, and somehow, they would survive.
The rooftop was quiet again, but this time, the silence wasn't suffocating. It was peaceful, comforting—a moment of calm in the storm they would have to face together.
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