BTS Oneshots|BoyxBoy

Smol Boy

VMIN

Taehyung pov
I sighed, boredom taking over my body as I clicked through the channels on the TV. There is never anything good to watch. I turned the TV off and tossed the remote away from me, worthless device. "Tae Tae." I heard a quiet voice mumbled from behind me, my boredom instantly vanished at the sound of my boyfriends sweet soft voice. Every time he spoke it was like sweet chocolate on my tongue, if that makes sense. I turned around towards the voice and was shocked to see Jimin standing in the hallway wearing nothing except a oversized pastel pink sweater that barely reached the tops of his knees. His small chubby hands hidden underneath the sleeves of the pastel pink sweater. "What is it baby?" I asked after I finished gawking at my adorable and sexy boyfriend. Jimin looked uncomfortable as he slowly shuffled towards me, going around the couch so he could sit next to me. "What's up baby?" I asked, slightly concerned, Jimin looked down at the couch and began to rub his wrists together. Something he does when he's nervous or scared. I reached over and gently grabbed Jimins wrists, stopping his nervous habit and making him look up and face me. "Baby please tell me what's bothering you." I begged, I hate seeing Jimin like this, I love him so much and I don't like to see him upset. Tears began to gather at the corners of Jimins cute chocolate eyes, "don't cry." I whispered and gently wiped away the tears with my thumb.

We sat in silence for a few more minutes, I was waiting patiently for Jimin to talk. "I-I'm being bullied again." Jimin suddenly whimpered making his tears finally fall down his adorable chubby cheeks. My hands instantly clenched into fists after hearing those words escape Jimins plump lips. "What did they do?" I asked through clenched teeth, more tears ran down Jimins cheeks as he slowly lifted up his sweater, revealing his stomach which was covered in purple-black bruises. I felt like punching a wall, but I had to stay calm for Jimin. Jimin lowered his sweater again and instantly threw himself into my arms, crying and sobbing incoherent words. "Shh baby." I cooed and placed kisses on his neck, even though I was mad, I was more worried about Jimins health. "Do they hurt?" I asked worriedly, Jimin shook his head, still crying against my shoulder. I tightened my grip around Jimins slim waist and began to rub comforting circles on his clothed back. "My poor baby." I mumbled.

Jimin is younger then me. He's still in his senior year, while I'm already in college. Ever since I graduated all the bullies at the school targeted Jimin. I wasn't there to protect him so he became a easy target. My poor baby boy. "I'm sorry baby." I muttered choking back my own sobs. Jimin lifted up his head and stared me with his chocolate eyes, the whites of his eyes red from crying and his cheeks were stained. "I don't want to go to school anymore." Jimin sniffed, wiping his tears with the sleeve of his sweater, "I know babe, just a few more months." I said reassuringly, or at least tried to. My heart broke at the pained expression on my boyfriends cute face, I don't like seeing him like this. I smiled and ruffled Jimins hair playfully, "you look adorable in your sweater." I said and placed a kiss on Jimin's chubby salty cheek. Jimin blushed and smiled shyly, "thank you." He squeaked, I smiled widely in response to how cute Jimin was acting. He's such an amazing person. I rested my hands on the small of Jimins back and pulled him closer so our foreheads were pressed together. Jimin was blushing like crazy as I gazed into his chocolate orbs, "I love you ok, who cares what those jerks say at school, just a few more months baby, then it's just you and me." I whispered before pressing my lips against Jimins soft plump ones. Jimin smiled into the kiss which of course made me smile as well. I slowly parted our lips, playfully capturing Jimins bottom lip inbetween my teeth and softly tugging on it. Jimin giggled and clenched my shirt in his small fists, "I love you too." He whispered shyly, ugh so cute. My smile was now permanent on my face as I pushed Jimin onto his back and began to attack his neck with kisses. Jimin laughed breathlessly, a mixture of moans and giggles as he ran his fingers through my hair. "Why aren't you wearing any boxers?" I asked and gently palmed Jimins hardening member over the sweater. Jimin blushed dark crimson and covered his face with his sweater covered hands, "I don't know." He mumbled underneath the fabric. I laughed as I started to slowly lifted up Jimins sweater, my hands gently brushing against Jimins stomach. "Agh." Jimin suddenly yelped, my muscles tightened "did I hurt you?" I asked as my eyes frantically examined his small body. "My stomach is still sore." Jimin groaned, my worrying simmered down but it was still there, "sorry baby." I cooed and placed a quick apology kiss on his addictive lips. "It's fine." Jimin smiled, slowly sitting up, his face visibly twisting in pain. "We'll continue this some other time." I teased, Jimin blushed and playfully smacked my arm, "you perv." He giggled. My smile was still plastered on my face as Jimin snuggled up against me and grabbed the remote, turning on the TV. Jimin picked a movie but I wasn't paying attention at all. I was to busy admiring my beautiful boyfriend.

(Ugh so I'm sorry for not updating in awhile. But school starts Thursday so the updates are going to be very sparse. I just really wanted to update so I put together this fluffy chapter. Anyway thanks for reading, bye bye!)