Social Anxiety// yoonmin ff

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*Third Person POV*

Jimin huffed and puffed as he ran up to the large double doors that were in front of his high school. He had just run all the way from his apartment, and it wasn't fun. His stomach ached a lot since he hadn't eaten yet and he had just run nonstop. Maybe Taehyung would have some food, if not it wouldn't matter. It wasn't the first time Jimin would skip meals.

Sighing, Jimin pushed open the large double doors. He thankfully had a few minutes until his first class, so he had time to meet with Taehyung at his locker.

Jimin's POV*

After getting all the necessary items from my locker for my first class, I quickly head over to Taehyung's locker. Lucky for me, it was only down the hall from mine.

Taehyung gasped when he saw me. "Jiminieeeee~~~" He squealed happily.  He engulfed me in a very tight hug once I was in hugging range.

I gasped for air as I felt Taehyung slightly cut off my airways. This kid acts like he doesn't see me five days a week. Sometimes four, depending if I have a serious injury or not. "T-Tae, I still need to breath buddy."

Taehyung giggled as he released me. Thank goodness. "What did you want Tae, and do you have something I can eat?" I asked once I regained all the oxygen I needed.

"I have something special for you that I think you'll like. And I don't have food, sorry." Nonetheless, the hyper teenager reached into his locker, pulling out a yellow plushie several seconds later. Not gonna lie, it was cute as fuck. The plushie looked like a puppy, with black ears, chubby cheeks, and a white face with it sticking it's tongue out. "I saw him the store the other day and I couldn't resist! You can cuddle him when you feel sad or lonely, and rant about your problems to him if you don't want to rant to me." Taehyung explained as he handed me the plushie.

'Oh well. People tell me I need to lose weight anyway.' I thought when I hugged the plushie close to my chest as soon as I received him. "He's adorable Taetae. Thank you so much." I said softly. I always turned mushy when someone got me gifts. It made me feel warm, happy, and appreciated.

"You're welcome Chim. What are you gonna name your new companion?"

I thought for a few seconds, staring at the plush puppy's white face. "I think I'll name him...Chimmy." I stated proudly.

"Chimmy? Huh, kinda sounds like your nickname, but hey, you do you boo." Taehyung said with a small shrug as he closed his locker door. "Welp, I gotta skedaddle. See you in third period Chim...and Chimmy." Taehyung waved to me before turning and walking down the hallway to his classroom.

Just as I was about to go to my own classroom, I felt a hand on my shoulder, stopping me in my tracks. I gulped before timidly turning my head, coming face to face with someone I knew too well.

I hugged Chimmy closer to me as I spoke. "D-Damien, what are doing here?" Damien was one of my bullies, and he has been since we were little. He was way taller than me, everyone was, half Korean, half American, and always had two other guys with him. The only one I knew was Yoongi, although he always just watched when Damien tormented me. That made him worse than Damien.

Damien smiled wickedly, exposing his slightly yellow tinted teeth. "Just checking up on my favorite baby boy. Speaking of, you like stuffed animals now Minnie? Does your boyfriend know about that?" He asked pointing to Chimmy.

I  felt my cheeks heat up as I shook my head. Jungwoo thinks it's childish of me to have a plushie. He would punish me to ensure I acted like an adult, and I hated it. Seungwoo and Jungwoo are friends, so Seungwoo could easily tell my boyfriend if I did something he wouldn't like.

"Well, maybe I could spare you a beating if you're willing to do something for me." Seungwoo murmured in my ear.

I shuddered. "W-what's that?"

Seungwoo chuckled lowly as I felt his hand start to grope my bottom. My heart started racing and I felt my breathing get heavier; not out of pleasure, but fear."You tell me baby boy."

Before I could answer and things could escalate, I felt someone grab my hand and pull me in the direction opposite of Seungwoo.

"I don't think Jiminie is in the mood for your dirty little favors, cunt." A voice said from next to me.

Seungwoo scoffed. "Get lost Jin. It's none of your business what I do and with who."

"It is my business when it concerns Jimin. We're leaving now. If you're that desperate for sex, go fuck one of your buddies or yourself." Seokjin flipped Seungwoo off before dragging me down the hallway with him.

Once out of sight, Seokjin hugged me tightly. "Are you okay Jiminie? He didn't put his hands on you, did he?"

I shook my head, feeling guilty I had gotten myself into that situation. I fucked up just like I always did. I should've just walked away and Jin hyung wouldn't have had to save me. I'm such a pathetic twat.

Seokjin smiled at me, making me feel a little bit better. "Let's get to class then. You don't want both of us to be late, do you?"

I shook my head yet again as I clutched Chimmy against my side, suddenly feeling self conscious about carrying around a plushie. People might think I'm weird, or a giant child. 'I'll just put him by my chair and out him back after. That's not a big deal, right?'

I was dragged out of my thoughts when Seokjin dragged both of us to our first class - choir.

I wasn't particularly enthusiastic when I first started choir. I got nervous singing in front of people. On my own was fine, but I couldn't do it in front of anyone else. It sucked and I still got extremely shy about it. And today we would have to be partnered up with people to work on duets.

Oh well, I just hope I get paired up with someone I know like Jin hyung. If not, I think I might die from my anxiety.