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J I M I N

I looked around the table, at all the laughing faces. Was it really that funny? I know I shouldn't be this weak but I've been hiding from confronting my friends about how their endless jokes about my physical appearance affects me. I'll just sit along and smile like I'm okay with it, but I'm not. I don't want to seem like I'm sad over a few jokes. It's just that after awhile of people telling you what you are, you wanna break away and become something else. Just so the humiliation can stop.

"I was Jimin's height in middle school." Jungkook cackled as the rest of the table drowned in fits of amusement as they pointed at me while holding their stomachs. I averted my gaze from the table to my fingers as I fought back the emotions overcoming my face. I couldn't let this get to me. It was a harmless joke, right?

"I'll be in the washroom." I muttered as I got up from my chair, before pushing it in, rather roughly to interrupt the humiliating atmosphere around me. Just as I had feared, absolutely no one cared. No one even glanced or stopped one second of their little game to check on me. With tears rushing down my cheeks, I ran, and tripped, over the stairs.

I shut myself in the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I put my back to the door as I put my hands up to my face, letting the tears soak them. Is this what it feels like? To feel like crap. Do I have to be tall to be accepted? Do I have to live up to their standards. I'm tired of having to be perfect for them. If they were my friends, I wouldn't be feeling this way. Friends don't hurt each other. Family don't make each other feel unwanted.

My chest ached as I hiccuped, more tears flowing freely from my eyes. All this pain I endured for so long. I've endured it until it broke me into small pieces. I try to pick these pieces up and put them together but I'm unable to. This wall I built keeps crashing down, revealing my delicate soul. Why can't I be fearless? I gripped the ebony strands on top of my head and pulled at them roughly. I groaned as the pain sizzled into my scalp.

I didn't plan getting up from this spot for a long time. I just needed time to calm myself and build myself back up again. Building back this strong facade of mine.

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Y O O N G I

I knew it hurt. I was the only one it seemed that wasn't being fooled. Every night I could hear sniffles coming from the bed across from mine. Not your regular sniffles. The ones that made you want to engulf that person in your arms and shush them back to happiness. I was sick and tired of trying to act like I didn't notice the forced smiles on Jimin's face. The way his eyes glistened when they all began to laugh a bit too loud and a bit too long at the height joke that was told.

I never knew if Jimin noticed this. I was never one to make the jokes, or even laugh at them. I was always had my resting bitch face. I found no amusement in tormenting others because they weren't the average male height. And who was I to talk? I'm only one inch taller than Jimin. The boys don't say anything about me because they all know that I'll beat their ass from the moon and back. They only mess with Jimin because they know that he's nice and then he won't say anything.

He's too kind for this. He wants everyone to be happy and puts everyone before himself. It's like he believes in everyone but himself. He's worth so much more than what people are giving him. It's sad really. How much he puts himself into people and they treat him like this. He's too... precious. Like a gem that's been thrown onto jagged rocks over and over and now they finally cracked. But they're still beautiful. That's Park Jimin.

After the maknae, Jungkook made another joke that was both hurtful and disrespectful, and the boys began laughing and pointing at the subject of the joke, who I happened to be sitting across from, I just stared at him. It seemed like time stopped when I looked at him. Like I could sense his pain as he stared at his fingers with yet another forced smile on his squishy face.

Not long after, he slammed his chair into the table and left the scene. I caught a glimpse of his lips moving and the sadness in his eyes but failed to recognize what he said over the loud giggles from the other males. I knew he wasn't okay after spending over 15 minutes in the washroom. It wasn't like him to act this way. I guess it finally got to him and broke his jewel heart.

You know how you have a stabbing feeling in your chest? That's how I'm feeling at this moment. It's like I know when Jimin is hurt or isn't being himself. It made me even more upset when no one else seated here noticed Jimin leave so abruptly. My feelings got the better of me and before I knew I had begun yelling at the 5 clueless males.

"You guys just know how to fuck up someone don't you?"

Everyone looked up from their small talk and looked at me, surprised with my words.  Yet, no one decided to voice out their dissatisfaction with my language. So I continued on with my rant.

"All you guys do is make fun of Jimin. What did he ever do? He's just being himself, nice and outgoing. At first he tried laughing along but after it's happened so many times like a daily ritual, he can't seem to hold up anymore! You guys, people he considers family, is hurting him the most! And you fail to realize it. To realize that he looks up to all of you, and all you do is make him feel worthless and alienated. It's sad how you do this, just to make yourself laugh. What a bunch of bitches you all are. You fuckers make me so damn sick. Fuck you!"

I ended my screaming with a hand slam onto the wooden table and a strut upstairs to the washroom. I didn't wait for any of the boys to respond to my yells at them and darted around looking for a place to calm myself. I was trying to open the door, but it's locked. I knew Jimin was in there hiding.

"Jimin, please let me in." I knocked weakly at the door. I listened closely to the movement on the other side of the door. I could hear low groans, and muffled cries and my anger instantly broke into sadness. I began knocking at the door, harder than before, Jimin's cries got louder and my screams of 'let me in' and 'Jimin' got more frequent.

I almost fell when the door banged open to reveal a pale and sick looking Jimin. His hair stuck up in many different directions but the only thing I could care about about was the endless ocean of tears pouring from his small eyes. I engulfed in my weak arms and I started crying. My body shook with every sob.

Jimin's arms made their way around my back and his face was snuggled into my chest. I could feel his faint pants against my skin. And his fingers dug into the fabric of my shirt, gripping it tight. My heart fluttered with every single minute passing. I pushed Jimin into the bathroom and myself before locking the door behind us.

"I'm sorry." I whispered before gripping the small boy once again. My eyes flickered from his eyes to his lips. I brought my face closer to his, feeling his slow breaths on my lips. I lightly brushed our lips together before pressing my soft lips against his. They were a bit dry but sweet. The saltiness of our tears mixed together into the kiss we shared. Jimin's frail arms made their way around my neck. Pulling me closer.

I grabbed his cheeks, stroking the tears away with my thumbs as I pulled away. I searched his eyes for something. A feeling, reaction, anything. I know the kiss was so sudden but my feelings rushed over me in that moment. Something I've been wanting to do for the last 3 years finally happened.

"Why hyung?"

I looked into Jimin's eyes before swiftly leaving a soft peck on his cherry lips.

"Because I love you."

A/N: Request from parkchiminiey ;) I really hoped you liked it! It made me cry. I'm pretty stressed right now and have been writing poems a lot these days. They are actually helping me as I'm moving in a few days. I'm pretty anxious because I can't adjust to new things fast, and I suck at making friends. Plus this is my first year in high school. Pretty stressful and I don't want to mess it up. But writing always helps me to be happy. Also Seventeen's comeback was fire!! It's really good and so are the 5 new songs they added to Love&Letter. I actually used Space by Seventeen to get the feeling of this story steady. Anyways I love you guys a lot<3 bye!!!