"you don't understand! i don't want help!" jimin practically screamed. "i want to be pretty. attractive. i want jungkook to fucking love me, yoongi," he whimpered, covering his face and leaving the bathroom.
jimin grabbed his shit and ran out of the restaurant, tears staining his cheeks. "fuck, fuck, fuck," yoongi muttered and chased after him.
"JIMIN! WAIT! p-please, i'm sorry!" yoongi yelled out after him, but the boy had already disappeared from sight.
jimin wiped his tears furiously and walked down the street, his heart racing. he regretted leaving yoongi. he would have helped him.
but did he really want help?
he turned around as a familiar voice called his name,
"jimin? why.. why are you crying?"
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skin tight [y.m]
Fanfiction"you're so gorgeous, jiminie. but don't you think you'd be even more gorgeous if you lost a little weight?" *this book is old pls don't judge me* anorexia, self harm, vulgar language, possibly mature scenes. stay safe guys. lowercase intended. #2 in...
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