DMBI - Fragments of a Summin

Chapter Sixteen

"Yah! Frag!"

Yoongi jumps, getting jolted out of his lust. He sits up, glaring angrily, eyes black and cold. He sees Jimin panting and dazed, tears running down his cheeks. Yoongi's jaw drops, he quickly let's go of Jimin's wrists and his eyes widen even more when he sees the younger wince when Yoongi moves to get off him. "Shit! Jimin... I-" When he finally gets off, Jimin immediately pulls his legs to his chest, shaking slightly. His jaw clenches and his eyes scrunch shut. Yoongi can tell he's trying not to let the elder see how shaken he is, but it's not working. 

"Fuck, Yoongi! Did you even realise you were using your powers on him?? Jesus Christ. You don't play around with humans! You're the one who fucking taught me that!" Tae yells at the elder, furious.

Yoongi gulps, nodding. "Jiminie... I'm really-... I'm so fucking sorry! I didn't-... I-..." Yoongi now has tears in his eyes. He reaches a hand out wanting to wipe the younger's tears away but Jimin flinches.

Yoongi's jaw drops. This was the second time he'd ever seen fear in Jimin's eyes that Yoongi had caused. The first was when he'd forced the younger to realise that he was gay and now he was forcing him to... Yoongi doesn't want to think about it. Even when he'd used the worst, most painful and dangerous power that he owns, Jimin hadn't been fazed. But this... Yoongi is disgusted at himself. 

"Hyung... I'm sorry..." Jimin looks at his hands, tears still falling.

"What the fuck are you apologising for?. You did fuck all wrong, Jimin." Yoongi glares at the wall, a single tear falling down his cheek. He hates himself. He wishes he were human. 

Tae huffs a sigh and pulls Jimin up.

"Ow!..." The younger snatches his hand away, shaking.

"Shit, sorry... I forgot that you're-... Come on, hyung, I'll lend you some of my clothes..." He smiles comfortingly but all Jimin wants is to pull Yoongi into a hug and comfort him. He's only ever seen Yoongi cry twice. The first time was after Jimin brought up that he'd never trusted any man enough to try being with before Yoongi, and the second is now... He hates being the reason that Yoongi is upset. He's making his hyung cry. 

Tae finally encourages him down a hallway and into a bedroom and rummages through some drawers. Jimin sits on the bed, his whole body feeling oversensitive. Even his clothes feel like they're scratching his skin like sandpaper. Tae looks over, sympathetically, and hands him a fluffy onesie and some silk underwear. Jimin gapes. It was almost as though Tae had read his mind. 

"I've... I've had experience..." The younger looks away, sadly.

"Not with Yoongi, though, right?." Jimin's gut tightens, immediately feeling bad for that sudden reaction. He feels over-possessive again and he hates it. 

Tae chuckles. "No, not with Yoongi. It was a demon... Come out when you've changed, I'll make some tea..."

Jimin smiles gratefully and turns back to the pile of clothes next to him. He winces as he slips out of his current outfit, the normally soft cotton feeling like needles pricking everywhere it touches. His underwear feels like razors. Jimin nibbles at his bottom lip and decides that showering would be a good plan. He slips into Taehyung's en suite and turns the shower on. He spends a good amount of time smelling all the different soaps and shampoos and conditioners. Washing himself takes far longer than usual, even his own touch is like acid. He winces with every movement but slowly the pain dies down. It isn't gone, but it isn't agony anymore... The summin steps out of the shower and discovers that dabbing himself dry is much less painful than rubbing himself dry. He approaches the shadow's bed once more and gently slides the silk underwear up his legs. It's sensitive but it's not sandpaper like the rest of his clothes were. He takes a deep breath and gently steps into the onesie. He expects it to feel soft but in his current state, it feels hard and itchy. Jimin bites his lip, looking in the large, floor-length mirror. He looks cute, though his eyes are still red and he has goosebumps everywhere. But worst of all, he can't stop fucking shaking. He sits on the bed, fresh tears starting to fall.