skin tight [y.m]

13

jimin kept walking along, ignoring the voice. someone grabbed at his wrist and he spun around, locking eyes with jungkook.

"f-fuck, u-uh.. it doesn't matter. it's fine," jimin snapped and ripped his arm out of his grasp. he wiped tears from his eyes.

jungkook hitched a breath before picking up his pace. he wanted the older boy to be alright, he did, but he was scared.

scared of losing his image.

"jimin, i love you. i-i care about you. are you oka-okay? please be okay?" jungkook called, running after him.

"you don't care! you just w-want me to be pretty! so y-you can show m-me off, or whatever! i'm s-sorry, but i'm not p-perfect!"

jungkook stopped in his tracks and bit his lip. "jimin, i didn't mean to-"

"i'll talk to you later, kooks."