His Baby

💛Fears💛

*JIMIN POV*

I woke up and glanced at the clock in Yoongi's room. 5:30

I mentally groaned knowing I would have trouble going back to sleep for a while.

I looked at Yoongi beside me. His hair was messed up. Strands of it going in random directions. His mouth was slightly opened and I could hear soft snores come from him. Then, I saw him clutching a Kumamon plushie. I stared at him in awe.

I heard my stomach rumble softly and I realized I was hungry. I quietly got out of the room. I went downstairs to the kitchen. I found Areum by herself with a jar of Nutella in front of her, a spoon in her hand and chocolate spread all over her face.

I giggled at the sight. "Areum, should you be eating a whole jar of Nutella?" I asked. Her eyes grew big and she quickly shook her head. I sighed. "Then why are you?" I questioned.
"I'm hungry." She replied.

"Where's your mom?" I asked. "She is sleeping. I didn't want to wake her up just to get me something to eat." She answered honestly. She looked down with tears brimming in her eyes.

"Sweetheart don't cry." I said softly while walking over to her. I picked her up and she immediately wrapped her arms around my neck. I cringed at the thought of having Nutella on my shirt, but I quickly shook it off.

I took her to the bathroom and cleaned her face. "If you want something to eat, wake up Yoongi." I suggested. "No!" She exclaimed. She started sobbing. "What if he gets angry at me a-a-and starts hitting me like dad hit him?" She asked me with fear in her voice. I was shocked she thought Yoongi would do that.

"Areum, I'm pretty sure your brother would never hurt you. He loves you a lot. You, Jay and your mother mean the world to him. He wants to be different from his father. He doesn't want you or Jay to go through what he did." I said. She looked me in the eye. "But still, what if he does?" She asked, calmer than before. "If he ever does that, tell me. I will make sure I protect you. I highly doubt he would ever do that. But if he does, don't be scared to tell me, okay princess?" I said.

"...... Okay Chimin." She responded. I chuckled at her pronunciation. "It's Jimin sweetheart." I corrected her. "I like Chimin better though" She pouted. I smiled and nodded. I took her back to the kitchen with the intention of getting her something to eat.

When we reached the kitchen, I saw Yoongi sitting with an unreadable expression. "Hi baby." I said going to give him a peck on the cheek. Before I could, he turned away.

I stared at him in shock. "Y-yoongi, what's wrong." I asked. "You should go home Jimin." He said. "Why? What's wrong?" I asked again. "Nothing Jimin, just leave." He demanded. "Tell me what's wrong babe. Please." I pleaded. "NOTHING JIMIN. GOD FUCKING DAMN IT. GET THE FUCK OUT!" He shouted. I was scared and so was Areum. She ran behind me, clutched onto my leg and cried.

I needed down to her level and pulled her into my embrace. "It's okay princess, don't be scared. Do me a favor. Go upstairs and lay down with your mom." I said. She nodded frantically and went upstairs.

I stood up and glared at Yoongi. "What the fuck is your problem?" I asked, very annoyed. "My problem right now is you. So, Get. The. Fuck. Out." He answered while gritting his teeth.

"No." I replied. "You can't speak to me the way you just did and expect me to listen to you. Yes Yoongi, I'm a soft person, but still, I don't like people telling me what to do. I especially don't like when people scream at me what to do. Now, explain to me why the fuck you thought you could speak to me like that."

I was shocked at the sudden bravery that shot through me. I never spoke to someone like that. After I let it out, I got slightly scared.

Yoongi looked at me with an unreadable expression. "Wow." He said. "Who knew kitty had claws."

I scoffed at his statement.

"Answer me you asshole." I demanded. He stared at me for a minute before saying, "I change my mind about wanting to be in a relationship with you. I don't need some bitch telling me what I can or can't do or telling me how to talk to people. I talk to people however the fuck I want to. Basically, the only reason I dated you was your looks. I want you out of my house because you are no longer my boyfriend."

I stared at him in shock with tears welling up in my eyes. He smirked and walked to me. He whispered into my ear, "The sex was amazing though." And then walked away.

I grabbed my stuff and ran to my house. I went to my room and slammed the door. I fell onto my bed and started sobbing.

The first boy I ever had legit feelings for doesn't like me. The guy that took my virginity wants nothing to do with me.

Wow, I asked my mom to move from our old place because I was bullied and felt worthless just to feel worthless in another place.

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A/N- I need to get better at updating more.