Make up (v)
War paint for birds-Urban Dictionary
J I M I N
I run up the stairs to find Jin standing in the bathroom rinsing his face with water.
"Hey, you okay?" I ask as I lean slightly on the door frame.
"I'm not as universally loved as I show." He says as he stares at the sink where the water is still draining out.
"What are you talking about? You are so much fun."
"Not everyone sees me that way."
"Alright, who sees you as anything other than the best person in the entire world?"
"A few years back, I had a huge crush on this guy. Absolutely drooled over him. And he beat the shit out of me every day after school. Why? Because I had confessed to him and he told me that it was wrong for me to like him and for us to be in a relationship. He wasn't the only one. See, the confession wasn't just a low down thing. I did it in front of the entire school when they were announcing that they were starting a dance group and that I was in it. So everyone knew and no one let me live for it. Except this really nice guy who had apparently been pining over me for the longest time. He told me that he watched me get beat up but every time it happened all he could do was sit and stare.
"If he couldn't help me then no one could. So instead of feeling flattered that someone actually liked me, I ignored the person that seemed to be my only friend. I felt betrayed by him."
"How?"
"Because I thought that if you loved someone, you were willing to do anything for them. Even step up to the school jocks for them. But he didn't. So that meant he didn't care in my mind.
"We spent the next month not talking to each other and I continued to come to school with bruises that no one saw because I covered them up with makeup. Everyone knew I had the bruises, but no one wanted to ask me why I covered them because everyone thought I was ashamed. And I was.
"Eventually, he came back around and wanted to apologize, but I wouldn't let him. So he took my arm and led me to a supply closet in the wing of the school that everyone went to when they were skipping class. He pushed me up against the wall and kissed the breath out of me and asked me out and I said yes.
"Not everyone likes me because I am gay. But when we came out as an official couple, it attracted the rest of our group. They were my best friends, and I felt loved. But only to a certain point.
"I have trouble letting go of my makeup because there was a time when it was the only thing that could comfort me. And Tae just doesn't get it. He thinks I wear it because I feel the need to show everyone my looks. But oh how wrong he is."
"I am so sorry, Jin. I had no idea." I say as I pull him into a hug, his tears soaking my shirt.
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