Social Anxiety// yoonmin ff

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Jimin's POV

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blasting away just inches from my face. I groaned, I didn't want to get to from the safety of my bed. My bed is my favorite place in the whole world- why would I want to leave it? Besides, my blankets treated me to cuddles more than my actual boyfriend did.

Sighing, I kicked the blankets off of me and dragged myself to my feet. The pain in my hand had gone down significantly, I noticed as I used that hand to shut off the alarm clock. But it still didn't help the fact that I was denied comfort and had to take care if it myself.

I sighed once again as I reached for my bottle of anti anxiety pills that I kept on the bedside table. I quickly took the recommended amount in my palm before popping them in my mouth and swallowing them. I hated taking pills to make me feel better, but I had no choice. I'd become a huge mess if I didn't take them.

After taking my pills and washing them down with a small glass of water, I made my way over to the closet to pick out my outfit for the day.

'Black hoodie or white sweater?' I asked myself silently as I stared at the various options among the many fabrics. It was going to be warm, but not too hot for a hoodie, so I reached for my hoodie when I hesitated. 'What if I look odd because I'm wearing a black sweatshirt? What if I'm the only one wearing a sweatshirt and people think I'm weird?' I couldn't bring myself to grab the sweatshirt, so I pouted and grabbed the white sweater instead.

I also took a pair of black leggings from the closet and a pair of black lace panties. Sometimes I liked to wear feminine clothing, and to be honest, the panties were super comfy. It's not like anyone was going to see what underwear I was wearing anyway.

As I made my way to the bathroom in order to change and finish my morning routine, I felt my phone vibrate in the pocket of my pajama pants. I quickly pulled it out to see my best friend in the whole wide world Taehyung wanting to FaceTime me. I balanced the phone on the sink and against the wall as I hit the accept button.

Taehyung answered with his usual adorable box smile. "Chiminie!!! How's my favorite person in the whole world doing??" He squealed. God, Taehyung was so extra. But that's why he's my best friend.

I began discarding my pajama clothes as I responded. It wasn't awkward or anything, we were on that best friend level where we had seen each other without clothes so often we didn't care. And no, we didn't sleep together. We just didn't care if we changed in front of each other.

"I'm okay Taetae. How's your new puppy? Yeontan? Is he as precious in real life as he is in the pictures you sent me?" I asked pulling the sweater over my head.

Taehyung giggled. "He's a doll. I'm still trying to potty train him though. I've caught him trying to pee on my blankets before." I giggled as well at that.

It was silent for a few moments as I got dressed when Taehyung noticed my hand and gasped loudly. "Jiminie, what happened to your hand??! Did that dickbag Jungwoo hurt it? Where is he, I wanna cut his testicles off." He growled.

"He's at work Taetae. And he didn't hurt my hand, it was an accident this time." I murmured, not wanting to talk about the subject any further. "Anyway, does my makeup look weird? It looks good, right? And my outfit?" I asked frantically, feeling my heart speed up a tiny bit.

"Chiminie, how many times to I have to tell you? You are beautiful just the way you are and you look absolutely adorable in everything you wear. Whoever says otherwise is obviously blind and an absolute dummy." Taehyung said sternly.

I sighed a tiny bit. "Thanks Taehyungie. I don't know what I'd do without you." A fond smile spread on my lips as I spoke.

"I know, I'm pretty great." The latter said smugly. "Oh, when you get to school meet me at my locker. I have something for you."

"I will Taetae. I'll see you at school." I responded with a small wave to the screen.

Taehyung waved back with a big, goofy, box smile. "Bye Chiminie~" He squealed before hanging up.

"That kid is really something else." I mumbled to myself as I stepped outside of the bathroom into the kitchen. I was about to make myself some breakfast when I felt a sudden stinging on my scalp. I turned my head slightly to see Jungwoo with a fiery stare and a hand gripping my hair.

"J-Jungwoo, I th-thought you left?" I choked out in a panicked tone.

The older shrugged with the same hateful stare. "I was going to give you a ride to school since you behaved so well last night, but hearing your little conversation with Taehyung, I think I changed my mind. " He growled.

Tears collected at the inner corners of my eyes as I started to breath heavily. "W-what conversation?"

Suddenly, besides the sting of my scalp, I received a harsh slap in the face for my question. " Don't play dumb Jimin. You really let him talk about me that way? You don't defend your boyfriend when someone calls him a dickbag or accuses him of abuse?!" He screamed, his face turning red with anger.

I looked down, feeling tears fall from my eyes and onto my shoes below. "I-I'm sorry Jungwoo hyung. I'm sorry. It won't happen again." I whispered feebly.

Jungwoo suddenly lifted my head up, his face just inches away from mine. "You're damn right it won't! You're lucky I don't punish you right here and now! Now, get to school before I get another call that you're late you useless piece of trash!" I felt another slap on my cheek before I was released. I hurriedly ran out the door and began sprinting to school, trying my absolute best not to cry.

'This day can't possibly get any worse.'