"What's a pretty boy like you, doing all alone in the woods?"
"Mother said I can't talk to strange men."
Trigger warnings:
Smut (eventually)
Violence
Explicit language
Gore?
Attempted assault
Dubious consent
Death
Idk.
Will be updated whenever
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A/N: Jimin's mom is the goddess Demeter she's actually the god of growth(agriculture and vegetation) weather and Fertility
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HELLO! I'M BACK
So this is a rewrite and a bit different from my original but not too much I think.
I hope you guys can still enjoy it 🥺
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Jimin walked through the forest picking wildflowers he deemed pretty enough and throwing them into his basket. The sun was warm against his back, white gown flowing gently in the wind. His fingers grazed bushes and plants, making them burst into life. Birds sang above his head and a few bunnies bounced behind him.
Mother wouldn't want him going too far so with that thought in mind, Jimin turned back towards the usual hill they slept on. His feet brushed the little flowers that bloomed after every step he took. Jimin would be coming of age tomorrow and was excited. Maybe his mother would ease up on some of her strict rules.
Jimin wasn't allowed to do much under the watchful gaze of his mother. She made sure he stuck by her side day and night and in the unlikely event Jimin was able to be alone his mother would always tell him someone was watching him.
He was never truly alone but Jimin was still lonely.
The boy wasn't allowed to speak to strangers or anyone his age for that matter. Demeter was a loving mother but very careful as well. Jimin tried to not mind it and spent his time trying to distract himself. His mother spoiled him silly anyways. Jimin had no wants other than to have a friend or two. But maybe now that Jimin had officially reached adult age, his mother would allow him some leeway.
He sighed, reaching the river by the hill. He was leaning over to wash his face when a splash higher up the river caught his attention.
"Hello?" The boy questioned, eyes searching for anyone or anything coming his way.
Jimin was about to resume when hands suddenly wrapped around his wrists and pulled him into the river. He shrieked before falling in with a plop. As soon as he was able to resurface he caught sight of a head of blond hair.
"Taehyung!" Jimin gasped, eyes wide as he quickly scanned the surrounding area. He hoped his mother hadn't heard his cry.
The nymph's blue eyes sparkled with mischief and a grin spread across his face.
"What are you doing here?" Jimin hissed, swimming closer to the water nymph. Taehyung was Jimin's only friend. They'd met when they were both fifteen summers old. Jimin had spotted the nymph crying along the river bank and in an act of defiance, spoke to him. They kept their friendship a secret since then. Taehyung was able to sneak around here and there whenever Jimin bathed in the rivers.
