{REWRITTEN}
Yoongi cradled himself in the bathroom just next to the cafeteria, feeling the itch in his head, the urge to pull his hair, to scratch himself with a .5 pencil, it all came back like it did 3 years ago.
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Yoongi carefully entered the abandoned park, backpack straps tight in his grip. It was heavy on his little body, but he carried it all this way.
Today would be the day he'd tell Yieun and Yugyeom after all of this time. Jimin was so encouraging, but was told to stay far back. Yoongi had to be ready himself.
He heard the footsteps coming, so he got out his little present and took a deep breath. 15 year old Yoongi was just as, if not more, independent and bought the present all by himself.
"Yoongi!" The two boys came out holding hands.
Yoongi was aware they were daring, but he wanted to tell them he loved both of them. He did. So, he stood up with his goofy smile and gave them hugs.
"I... um..." he looked down at his ripped ol' converse.
"What did you need?" Yugyeom lifted Yoongi's chin, making the older's heart flutter.
"W-well... I just wanted to... I r-really, really like you both and I just... I don't know," Yoongi held his hands on his puffy cheeks, feeling how hot they were.
"Well, 3 people can't be together, there's not enough love to go around."
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That one stung pretty bad, but this just felt worse. It felt like he was just never going to win. He was okay with breaking up situations, but rejection was a different story. He hated it. Jimin was the only one who'd never rejected him or pushed him away in his entire life.
And yet Jimin was always the victim. When Yoongi was mad, Jimin had to calm him. Yoongi couldn't calm Jimin easily. He wasn't made to be so sweet, only in certain situations. He just felt bad for how Jimin was always in the middle. Always the one Yoongi took his anger out on out of habit.
The click of Jimin's shoes made him bawl even more, planning to see a raging Jimin with a disgusted and disappointed face.
"Y-Yoon??" The younger called quietly. His voice was soft and weeping, but it was as if he was hiding it. "Are you o-okay? I-I brought y-you your-,"
"Stop being so nice, Jimin! You're such a pushover. Push me, yell at me, just be fucking mad! I deserve it!" Yoongi snapped, Jimin stopping in his tracks.
"Y-Yoongi I just... don't want you to be sad," Jimin whimpered.
"Then slap me! Tell me to stop, break this fucking habit of hurting you! It's not your fucking fault I'm angry! I shouldn't have pushed you, I always do this and you just push it aside like it doesn't hurt you! I can tell, Jimin, I can! I'm not blind!" Yoongi screamed, head buried in his knees.
Jimin was quiet, just shaking in his spot, then feeling two hands on his shoulders.
"Yooni, you know I can't hurt you. I can't bring myself to do it. You know that," Jimin sniffled, wiping the tears that dripped down his puffy cheeks.
Yoongi got up and left, walking out of the school with none of his stuff. He just left, leaving Jimin to bawl and make grabby hands for him. The younger was crying out to him with his shaky and strained voice, being held back by Hoseok and Taehyung.
"Jimin, he's already gone. Let's go," Taehyung said softly.
"N-no, I need to make a-sure he's okay! What if he-,"
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Read Between The Lines (JiKook) REWRITTEN
Fanfiction{REWRITTEN} Jimin is an omega living in a school of too many alphas. He sucks at reading and can't comprehend it properly. When he gets a "sadist alpha" as his reading teacher, he really just wants to die. Who knew that tutoring would lead him here...