Twisted Fates (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 12: Progress

ROCKIN' ROLIN' SW--

Jimin slapped the snooze button on his alarm he sat up mumbling to himself 'I need to change that fucking alarm' making a mental note to himself to make his new tune Bangtan boys' newest song I Need You as he walked to the restroom.

Taking off his shirt to look at the bruises, for the most part they had all healed and faded away only a few that was the more severe ones still vaguely lingered now a fading brown, all the cuts and bruises on his face was now healed up and had disappeared completely, Jimin smiled as he walked to the closet to get his clothes for the upcoming day.

Tao and his crew hadn't attacked Jimin since Taehyung and Jin had kicked their ass, they gave Jimin glares as they passed one another in the halls of during class, but never made a move to attack the boy, which was most likely due the new friends Jimin had made.

Since Jimin had gotten injured at least one of the boys always stayed around Jimin so he was never alone. Taehyung had even followed him into the restroom, but after getting told by Jungkook not to follow him in there and Jin lecturing Taehyung about personal space he just waited outside the door after that.

Jimin was happy to have the company, but he couldn't help but feel like a burden to the other boys especially after Jungkook had missed lunch one day because the older had to stay in the library to finish a project, Jimin never missed lunch after that.

Jungkook didn't seem to mind staying with Jimin, he even seemed to enjoy it and always volunteered, but Jimin still thought he was being a problem to the boys and causing extra trouble.

But Jimin let it go and never said any thing since he knew the boys would get sick of being around him soon, everyone did, they would get sick of the burden of taking care of him, sick of Jimin having a wall up, sick of Jimin being Jimin.

But he would stick around until then because being with them made Jimin happier, he had even stopped cutting now. Jimin hadn't cut in three weeks and he wasn't sure if it was because he was happier or if it was because he was weak.

Before every time Jimin finished his job he would always come home and grab his box of razor blades from his nightstand, he didn't bother to hide them since his father would care anyway, he would take them and go into the bathroom sitting in a hot tub of scalding bath water he would make cuts and count them 'One, Two, Three....' Until all the filth washed away, going away with the crimson that dropped from his hand to the water below.

He waited to see if death would take him this time, or if it would allow him to keep living in this cruel would, he would ask for death to take him, but at the same time he was too much of a chicken, too afraid to make that one cut that could end it all.

Jimin now had those razor blades place in a box taped up, he figured if he ever needed them again he would have to un-tape the box ---which would take time since he but a shitload of tape on it---and it would give him time to think about if he really wants to cut again and ruin all the progress he was trying to make.

Jimin picked out a black HBA sweater, black shorts and some vans in preparation to go to Starbucks to meet his client, the same one he had given a blowjob the previous day. The man, Zayn, had left a Jimin a email...

From:Client #1

Hey, I'm not sure if you remember me since it's been a while, It's Zayn.
Meet me at Starbucks around 10 A.M. Need to talk.
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Jimin wasn't exactly sure why the man was requesting to meet at a cafe and not a hotel but decided to go along with it anyway, it was against his personal rules to meet a client anywhere other than a hotel, but Jimin had to admit the guy was pretty hot, wasn't rough, and never complained about anything like others Jimin had dealt with in the past, so hey why not?

Jimin entered the cafe to see a man with black earrings sitting at a table in the center of the building, he was almost unrecognizable, wearing a casual plain white shirt paired with skinny jeans and some black and white Adidas. He was hot, really hot, Jimin would never mistake those undeniably good looks so he went over and sat in the seat directly in front of the man.

"Jimin," Zayn smiled lightly "I got you a Caramel Macchiato, I hope don't mind."

"Not at all," Jimin said smiling down at the cup " It's my favorite."

"Um, I know this may be sudden," the man looked away nervously before looking Jimin directly in the eye, "but would you go on a date with me, try out dating?"

Jimin was shocked.... Why? He didn't even really know the boy, they had texted a few times before but nothing major, why would Jimin want to date him? But then again why not, not like he really has anyone in his life and it would be nice to have someone to talk to, besides he is pretty hot and it's only a try dating, that's all it took before Jimin gave a nod of his head.

"Sure, but the first date is only a test, no commitments unless it goes well." Jimin said and Zayn's face lit up grinning.

"Deal."