"yes i fucking do. you're the one who made him leave," jungkook retorted, still clutching his stomach for support.
yoongi hitched a breath, "i didn't make him bulimic."
and with that, yoongi whipped his head around and followed the same path that jimin had left by. he knew he had almost no chance of finding the younger boy now, but it was worth a shot.
YOONGI
i went through a lot of effort to get your number jimin
lots of text messages to other people
please answer me
its yoongi
where are you
yoongi turned around the corner, scanning the crowd for a hint of the boy. "h-hoseok, please-"
he turned his head to the inside of an alleyway, slowly making out two figures. one male pushed up against the wall by another.
"shh, jimin."
@ gorga i see you reading those adopted by phan books bub
YOU ARE READING
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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