"Get off!" (Y/N) closed his eyes, placing his hands on Jin's chest to push him away, and it worked. Jin stumbled out of his place in between your legs, a loud laugh coming from him. "You're so serious. I wasn't actually going to do anything." A soft smile rests on his face as he watches (Y/N). "Lies! You would have done something if I hadn't pushed you away." (Y/N) says in a whiny voice that Jin couldn't help but find adorable.
Jin shrugs his shoulders, unable to deny the accusation before he walks back over to the stove, continuing to cook like nothing had happened. How is he acting like he did not just low key sexually assault me? (Y/N) thought to himself as he slid off the counter, giving Jin a cautious side glance, walking over to the fridge to get himself a glass of milk. He pulled out the gallon of milk before grabbing a cup out of a nearby cabinet, carefully pouring it in until it filled up halfway. He put the milk back, grabbing his cup and sitting on the counter again, taking small sips of his milk.
(Y/N) watched Jin the entire time he cooked, and Jin would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the attention he was getting from the boy next to him.
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It was silent until the pancakes were finished, and Jin had set the pancakes on two different plates. Jin walked over to the table, (Y/N) jumping off of the counter to follow him as he sets the plates down. "You can leave my house now." (Y/N) looks over at him, an eyebrow raised as he suspiciously looks at Jin, waiting for his answer. The man pouts as he pulls out a chair for you to sit in, and Jin's sudden pout changed (Y/N)'s expression into a shocked one. He looks adorable. (Y/N)'s cheeks flush a soft, pastel pink that Jin does not fail to notice. "Oh? Are you blushing?" Jin teases as (Y/N) sits in the chair, Jin carefully pushing it in for him before sitting in the chair across from him. They both take a bite of the pancakes at the same time, (Y/N) letting out a small hum of contentment that made Jin's heart swell with pride. "Shut up, I wasn't blushing." (Y/N) mumbles after he swallowed the piece of food, and Jin simply nodded, deciding to let it go for the time being. "But seriously, you can leave now." (Y/N) looked up, making eye contact with Jin. "Thank you for the food, it's been awhile since I've eaten something besides cereal for breakfast." He adds, making sure to be polite to the older boy in front of him.
"I ought to go, I have practice in about an hour." Jin states, looking over at the clock on one of the walls. Jin stood up, causing (Y/N) to be confused by his vague and seemingly rushed answers and motions. "Oh? Okay?" (Y/N)'s head tilted to the side as he watched Jin gather his very few belongs, rushing out of the door and saying a quick "Have a good day." The door closed, the thump and click sound of the door echoed in his now lonely apartment.
10:13
(Y/N)'s phone dinged, and he reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone to read the message.
Unknown: Faggot.
(Y/N) winced, placing his phone on top of the counter, his appetite suddenly disappearing as he stands up, grabbing his half finished pancakes. He walks into the kitchen, his phone starting to ring at an alarmingly fast pace. He placed his plate on the counter before slowly creeping back over to the table, his eyes already blurring with tears because this was not the first time something like this had happened. No, this was a weekly thing, it always started at 10:13 on a Saturday morning. His phone screen was already lit up, showing him the notifications of the messages.
Unknown: Fucking disgrace
Unknown: Go die you worthless piece of shit.
Unknown: Nobody would ever fucking miss your sad ass, maybe if you jump off a building, you'll be made correctly in your next life.
Jin: Oh crap, I left my wallet there. I'll be back at your apartment in 5 minutes haha
Unknown: I hope your gay ass gets raped or something, I really just
Unknown: Want
Unknown: You
Unknown: To
Unknown: Die.
(Y/N) shut his eyes, refusing to read any of the messages, and he grabbed his phone, shoving it into a random draw before going into the bathroom, slamming the door shut and locking it, backing himself up into the wall. He slid down to the floor, curling his knees up to his chest, a loud sob escaping him. Both of his hands were tangled in his hair as he harshly yanked on it, tears now freely falling from his face. "I-I can't..." He wailed out, resting his forehead on his knees as he curls up even more, trying to make himself as small as physically possible. "Can't..." He shook his head, his breath hitching as he tries to inhale. "Breathe." He gasps out, choking on his sobs and his inability to breathe as his chest feels like it's caving in. He gapes, swallowing air but not actually breathing any of it as he splutters, nails digging into his scalp, eyes squeezed shut. He aggressively shook his head, trying to shake himself out of his broken state. "No, no, no, no...." He mutters under his breath, hiccuping slightly. His mumbles become incoherent as he sat in the corner of his bathroom, rocking himself to the side, randomly gasping for breath whenever his body finally allowed himself to.
Knock knock knock.
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Raindrops
Romance(Jin x Male reader) Working at the café down the street, (Y/N) serves a stranger who seems absolutely breath taking to him. After this one encounter, the stranger suddenly starts appearing everywhere in (Y/N)'s life, hoping to mend the broken pieces...
