The Facts. *(BTS x FTM Transgender)*

ChIlD

-(y/n's POV- ^ his tat^

"YOU GOT A WHAT?" Jin was pacing around the kitchen, cornering me next to the fridge. I was trapped, Yoongi couldn't save me this time, they were all out practicing."Chill hyung its small" Jin kept looking me up and down as if he had x-ray vision. Even if he did it wasn't down there, it was behind my ear, a semicolon. "Show me" I nodded then started to pull down my pants, I messing around okay? Jin jumped back in surprise. I burst out into laughter falling against him in front of me. Jin obviously looked own as he gasped and grabbed my ear. "OW HYUNG" Jin yanked me over to the counter. "Listen, your grounded" I looked at him in disbelief, "Im, not a child" Jin was red in the face "I don't care, you're my boyfriend and I want to take care of you. No kisses or hugs for a week. not even cuddling." I can't actively feel my heart wilting. WILTED. DEAD. GONE. I  sank to the floor, im dying to the world now. I don't think Jin realizes how long ya boi can hold grudges. No.more. Jin. cuddles. How can I live through? Jins kisses are the warmest. I can faintly hear the door opening, not that I care. THE WORLD DOESNT MATTER WITHOUT JINS LOVE. "Why is (y/n) pale and sitting on the flor" Yoongi was the first to ask, Jin explained to the group why and how long I was in exile. Namjoon, Tae, Hoseok And Jungkook all agreed to this. Great, now less love. I gt up and blankly walked up the stairs and into Jimin and Yoongi's room, thank god my two new favourite people share a room. I sat on Jimins bed, crosslegged hugging Chimmy. I sat like that until Jimin came up to his room because I didn't eat lunch or dinner. "Jagi, Let me see your tattoo." I nodded in the darkroom and felt Jimin crawl across his bed over to me. His hand moved around my waist causing me to jump. "Its just me" Jimin whispered into my neck sending shivers down my scarred spine. A light was put on and I saw that Jimins legs were around me and he was motioning for me to sit in his lap. I moved backwards and tilted my head to the left so that he could see my tattoo. Jimin ran his finger over the slightly swollen ink. His hand traced down my collar bones and down to my legs. I leaned back into him feel warm and comfortable, forgetting today's events. "Why do only you and Yoongi dis-agree to my tattoo?" I looked up at my smiling hyung as he thought. "Its because they are scared your growing up and they're going to lose you. Yoongi and I know better though. Your ours, for always and forever." I nodded and tilted my head up to kiss him. Our lips met just as Yoongi entered the room looking decently pissed. He saw us then smiled, "Found out the loophole huh Baby boy?" I nodded and smiled. Yoongi brought us all some food and we spent some time eating and watching K-dramas. I was sat in between Yoongi and Jimin, eating Kimchi and laughing at the comedy. Eventually, after we finished the food I remembered something. I got up nearly slapping Yongi and ran out of the room. On my desk, where I left it, Was classic pocky. 

- Jin's POV- reeeeeelllyyy short

I felt bad about Saying all that to him. But he needs to know how much he means to us. I sat there leaning on Namjoon listening to the sound of Jimin, Yoongi and (y/n)'s laughter echoing through the house.

-----I apoligize for the short cahpter but the next one is bck on instagram sooo yeah----