International Stardom (BTS Spanking story)

Jimin

Thank you all so much for the sweet comments and I go back to school Friday, so I'll be trying to post two more stories until then. As always, comment any ideas you may have and hope you enjoy 😊. Love ya bunches 💀

// Jimin's POV //

"Stop it, Taehyung."

"Stop what?"

I roll my eyes, "You're breathing so loudly."

"I'm breathing out my stress," he explains.

"Well it's annoying."

"Oh. I'm sorry, you want me to stop breathing?"

"Yah I do actually-"

"GUYS! Be quiet!" RM hyung snaps at us.

I groan, irritated and keep listening to the recording.

This song sucks. Love yourself answer comes out August 24th and we're picking out the songs to put on it. This song is called "season" and I hate it so much, they made me sing in a low voice, which btw I can't do, it sounds mashed up and sloppy. I'm complaining to the hyungs to not put it on the album because I hate it so much. Thankfully, they agreed so I don't have worry about that.

The staff is really getting on my bad side today, first it started by a nonna telling me she lost my jacket, then one of my managers told me to wait to eat. I'm so hungry, I can tell it's turning me rude and hard to work with.

"Jimin can you practice the dance with us one more time please?" Hobi hyung asked nicely.

I don't fucking have time for this, seriously. We practiced this dance 15 times this morning. I huff  and slam my phone down on the table.

"Jimin hyung?" Jungkook asks concerned.

I just brush past him to my spot and we dance the full song, again.

Performance

"Jimin," Jin hyung announces, wanting my attention.

I don't give it to him, and just ignore him.

"Jimin!" He tries again.
Again I ignore it.

"Jimin-ah answer Jin hyung now," Suga hyung scolds.

"What?!" I screeched.

Jin hyung widens his eyes in surprise.

"Park Jimin, don't you ever shout at me! I just wanted to give you your shoes, lower your tone."

I grab them forcefully, and faced the other way, ready to go on stage.

When we we're done, the strong feeling of hunger is so intense it makes tears come to my eyes. We got back to the dressing rooms and I am searching the room for food but can't find any. To describe the sadness I was feeling right now, would be impossible.

"Jimin, you need to work more on your posture because it makes your back-" Jin hyung starts.

"Hyung, shut the fuck up!" I growl.

Everyone in the room stops talking and faces us.

"Young man! How dare you?! Come to me this instant!" He barks.

"I am fucking starving, leave me alone!"

"Stop cursing Park Jimin! I will go get Suga!"

"Then get him!" I scream, leaving the room.

I go downstairs to the lobby, where they have snacks laid out. Once I get some ramen, I nash at it with my teeth, eating everything in the bowl. When I was done, I returned to my normal self, and that's when I remember what I said Jin hyung. I gasp at myself, appalled. I sit in my chair, terrified, unable to move when I see Suga hyung walking towards me. He looks predatory.