Sinner || k. th x p. jm

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author's pov 

"uuggh" jimin groaned as he stretched his hands out. groggily, he rubbed his eyes before opening them.

himself.

all he could see in the morning light cracking through the drawn curtains were polaroid photos of himself covering every inch of the wall.

he slowly, as if in a trance pulled himself out from underneath the blankets before walking up to the wall, examining it.

"w..what the hell?" he spoke aloud, in a hushed tone.

he did a full 360, looking at every photo. some he can't recall having it ever been taken, but considering the fact that about three quarters of the photo wall were photos of him not looking in the camera's direction, he's pretty sure he wasn't meant to know these photos of himself have been taken.

unfortunately, jimin was so absorbed in observing the photos, he didn't notice the moving lump underneath the blanket.

trying to think back to last night, jimin could only remember before suddenly feeling very weak and sleepy was taehyung sweeping him into his arms, and tucking him lovingly into bed.

"wait a moment,, where's--"

"-taehyung!" he twirled around in time to get his wrist painfully caught in someone's iron grip.

"hmm~ do you need something, jimminie? are you still feeling sick?"

however, taehyung's voice was no longer the sweet, boyfriend-material honey-toned voice he remembered. the voice asking him was cold, devoid of feelings, asking about his health in a mocking tone.

"what the hell did you do to me last night, taehyung?" jimin swallowed the growing lump in his throat, awaiting his answer.

"hmm?" taehyung hummed out in a bored tune, observing his fingernails. "I just gave you something to help you fall asleep, you seem to be so tired after working so hard and so much"

back again was his sweet smile.

"just.. w-who the hell are you really, taehyung?" jimin managed to stutter, gritting his teeth as the hold around his wrist was becoming tighter and tighter.

"i'm taehyung. and you're jimin, and you are mine. and only mine. no one else's" taehyung's face cracked into a deranged smile at his every word, his grip getting stronger.

"to hell with that!" jimin shouted out, swinging his foot up.

taehyung, caught off guard from the usually docile jimin being violent, took the full brute of the kick, aimed at his head.

he lost his hold on jimin's wrist as he fell onto the floor.

taking this as his chance, jimin dashed out of the polarized room, taking down the hallway.

he wiped the stray tears that were rolling down his face. "t-taehyung...why?" he whimpered to himself.

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taehyung rolled over on the floor, nursing his head.

"you'll fucking regret that, park jimin!" he screamed out into the apartment. he stood up and raged out the door, slamming it behind him. the polaroids that were taped up near the door flying off from the backlash.

one photo, dated only a few weeks back was of taehyung and jimin smiling brightly, the sun setting behind them.

the photo slowly fluttered to the ground, landing face down. on the back written with sloppy care, was "our first date~!"

XX/XX/20XX

k.th x p. jm