>>3RD PERSON POV<<
It was Friday, 11PM when Yoongis mum came up to his room and beat him up.
For what? Yoongi knew exactly why.
Yoongi just laid there in the bed silently shaking out of fear.
>>JIMINS POV<<
It's Friday.
Like everyday I've had a pretty shitty day.
Like every Friday night I go to prostitutes houses,I pay they're boss and unleash my anger and sadness.
This Friday I was going to a different prostitute, this time it's a boy, but I couldn't care less.
The boss is a woman which is very unusual.
I knocked on the beat-up door and a woman in her 40s opened the door.
'You must be Jimin...' The woman said with a cigarette in between her chapped lips.
'Yes...' I said
'Come in, he's upstairs the first door on the left he's probably sleeping.' The woman said, puffing out a smoke into Jimin face.
I just handed her the money and went upstairs to the room.
I didn't bother knocking.
As I went in I saw the back of the small boy with blonde hair, with flowers in his hand.
It took me awhile to recognize who the blonde boy was.
'Yoongi?'
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Flowers-Yoonmin
FanfictionI became your flower, but then you crumpled me...once again. -angst -bullying -self harm -yoonmin Completed ☑️