KPOP HORROR

Am I Perfect? (BTS)

Jimin sighed in relief as he had finished recording 'Serendipity' for their newest album 'Love Yourself.' The director congratulated him for his hard work and effort he put into the song that Namjoon had composed. As he scooted over to the table to retrieve his phone which was blowing up with notifications, his eyes began to fill with tears as he read the comments.

"Why is this pig in the group?"

"Wow, he's gotten fatter than debut."

"He doesn't deserve a solo song."

"He always sounds bad, I want real singing not a dying cow."

Jimin grabbed his stuff and left the studio, tears running down his face as he drove back to the dorms. Why do so many people hate him? Why did they want to hurt him so badly?

His train of thoughts were put to a halt as he arrived at his expensive apartment that he shared with the others. He wiped his tears and plastered a fake smile, not wanting to tell the others about him reading the comments on social media. As he opened the door, he was greeted with nothing but silence.

Carefully kicking off his sneakers, he headed to his room. He had thought that Yoongi would be waiting for him, guess he had to go to the studio at the last minute. He had suddenly heard moaning coming from Jungkook's room, thinking that he was masturbating. But what made him shocked was that he moaned out a certain name that made his blood run cold.

"Oh Y-Yoongi! Harder!"

Dashing towards the door, he flung it open revealing a sight that he never wished it come true. Yoongi was on top of Jungkook, thrusting into the younger which had caused Jimin to burst into tears.

"YOONGI HOW COULD YOU?" His cry was shrill. "AND WITH ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS?!"

"Jimin..." Yoongi felt awful, the younger boy had seduced him earlier which led them into their current situation.

"I thought I was perfect to you! I thought you loved me! I thought we were perfect together! But it's obvious that you only had eyes for Jungkook, are you satisfied that you got what you wanted Maknae?!" His last words were directed to the youngest.

"Minnie, I'm so sorr-" His sentence was cut off by the older boy running out the room, slamming the door.

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A few months later, people had started to noticed the changes in Jimin, which had made the fans and members worried about the petite dancer. First off he was incredibly rude to the maknae and Yoongi, he refused to sit beside any of them during interviews and other activites, when someone mentioned them he would make sarcastic comments about the two, which Namjoon heavily disapproved of. Taehyung would try to pull Jimin out of his room, but would get told off when the boy mentioned Jungkook.

"Hey Jimin, I want to talk to you." Namjoon looked down with a serious expression.

He felt their stares on him, burning into his skin. He sighed shaking as he walked out of the room with the leader. He knew what he was going to ask him, but didn't want to hear about it. They finally reached to Namjoon's studio, Jimin plopping down on the sofa while Namjoon took a seat on his leather chair.

"So I'm gonna ask you a couple of questions. And I don't want any bullshit. Understood?" The taller of the two looked straight at the younger.

"Sure." Jimin rolled his eyes.

"Why are you suddenly so cold? We all knew you sometimes have your days, but this a time that I won't be taking it too lightly since it's going too far." He spoke, worry laced in his voice.

He stayed silent. He didn't want to talk. But his heart was screaming for him to let out his feelings, but he blocked them out. After asking and trying multiple times to get the younger to speak, he had sighed in defeat and left the younger alone. He sighed in relief, which then turned into a maniacal laugh. His high pitched shrills would make almost anyone traumatized from it.

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As more months pass, Jimin began to drastically lose weight. His hipbones and collar are more prominent, so is his ribcage. He locks himself in his dark and depressing room, even Hoseok felt a bit scared of the younger. At the table, they had noticed Jungkook was missing. They had maybe thought that the maknae was resting after a hard day of practice, so they made sure to save some food for him. But Jimin still had not come out from his room yet, using the excuse that he had an injury.

"That's it! I'm going in there." J-Hope huffed and stormed over to Jimin's room. Yoongi had tried to stop the younger but it was too late.

In the room, Jimin had the younger in a chokehold with a gun to his temple. The elder had almost puked out his lunch while looking at Jimin. The dancer's mouth was cut into a smile, with messy stitches going vertically to cover up the damage. Blood seeped down his bony facial features, and his waist was incredibly skinny. Jungkook began to cry as he felt like his life was on the line.

"Jimin! What are you doing?!" Yoongi asked out of anger, gritted teeth to show that he was angry.

"I'm getting rid of this thing. Look at me now Yoongi, am I the ideal shape? The happy go lucky boy? And am I perfect enough?" He screamed those last words, his grip on Jungkook's neck becoming even more tight.

"Jimin let him go this instant!" Jin and the others  came rushing into the room, anger evident on their facial features.

"Never." He growls before turning back to Yoongi. "Now, no one would get between us once he's gone."

"Listen Jimin! Killing Jungkook is not going to mend your relationship with Yoongi back together!" Taehyung,  who has been quiet the whole time suddenly spoke up which had earned gasps of shock.

Those words hit Jimin hard. He dropped Jungkook, who immediately ran to Jin instead of Yoongi. Namjoon, Hoseok, Yoongi and Jin leave the room while Jimin dropped to his knees and let out a choked sob, covering his mouth to prevent further sounds. Tears flowed down his eyes, stinging the cuts he made on his face but he couldn't care less. Taehyung sighed and went to hug his best friend, wrapping his arms in a protective embrace around the smaller boy.

"I'm sorry Jimin. I just wanted to protect both of you. Kookie from losing his life at a young age and you from ruining your career and possibly getting a death sentence. I know you're hurt because you caught them together in bed, but you can't let that affect yourself so much. It was not only you who was affected, us too." Taehyung has tears running down his face at his friend's condition.

"I'm sorry...." Jimin sniffled as he slowly raised the gun to his own head. "At least I'll die knowing that I was once perfect..... for Yoongi."

"JIMIN NO!" Taehyung had tried to pry the gun out of Jimin's hand......

But it was too late. 

(A/N: Sorry for this angsty/ horror oneshot! I had this in my mind for a while so I decided to write it! Hope you have enjoyed!)