stutter [yoonmin]

twelve

jimin sat on his bed, crying softly.

taehyung couldn't help but roll his eyes. "jimin, you hardly even knew him. plus, you guys didn't even technically kiss. stop bitching, please."

jungkook glared at his boyfriend, smacking his arm.

"ow!" the hazel haired boy yelled, rubbing his arm. "that frickin' hurt!"

the young brunette rolled his eyes, turning his attention to the sensitive older boy.

"jimin, sweetie, why are you so upset? he's.. older-"

"he's a man jimin! a fucking man! hell, he probably even has chest hair." taehyung yelled, shaking his head.

"stop being such an asshat! geez." jungkook scolded, sitting next to jimin.

"he m-made me f-feel.. lo-loved. and ha-happy! i e-enjoyed feeling l-like th-that." the older boy sighed, wiping his tears.

"a-and he do-doesn't have ch-chest hair, s-stupid!"

taehyung started to feel bad. he didn't realize that even though this whole situation was completely crazy and somewhat illegal, jimin was super sensitive, and he was hurting.

"h-he's the o-only one b-b-besides you t-two and m-my family th-that a-actually wants t-to talk t-to m-me."

jungkook frowned, knowing that jimin felt as if he was an outsider. and unfortunately, he knew jimin was probably right. yoongi is most likely the only guy that'll ever put up with his stuttering.

"i-i just w-want him t-to m-mark me u-up... it w-was n-nice..." jimin sighed, resting his head in jungkook's lap.

"and i just want jungkook to suck my dick but instead we're stuck here." taehyung mumbled, earning another glare from jungkook.

so like.... i have a new yoonmin story idea. and i'm SUPER excited to share it. i probably won't publish it until i'm done with this one though.

spoiler: jimin is a....... little.

IM SO FUCKING SOFT FOR LITTLE JIMIN SO LIKE, I JUST HAVE TO WRITE THIS STORY. IT'S GONNA BE SO GOOD I PROMISE!