Kim Namjoon. Only by hearing the name everyone would either start drooling over the boy, or running for their lives.
Park Jimin. By hearing his name you would think... Who is he?
Jimin isn't popular to his school, at all, but he is popular in Namjo...
As Jimin was walking down the halls he heard someone call his name.
He stopped in his tracks and turned around to see who was calling for him.
Ah, that Baekhyun guy. Jimin thought.
"hey Jimin, im Baekhyun" Baekhyun said, a smile on his face.
"good for you" Jimin said.
He wasn't in the mood to talk.
Namjoon was right, he's such a top.
Baekhyun smirked.
"i wanted to ask if you maybe want to go on a date with me" Baekhyun said.
"i don't do that shit" Jimin said bluntly as he kept walking down the hallways to go eat lunch with his friends.
"well then, would you like to come to my house, maybe we can have some fun, oppa" Baekhyun said, as he fisted the collar of Jimins shirt with his one hand, the other staying close to Jimins crotch.
"i will, but don't call me oppa ever again" Jimin said and threw Baekhyuns hand from his the collar of his shirt.
"perfect" Baekhyun said and kissed Jimins neck, then walked down the hallway.
Jimin rolled hus eyes in annoyence, he didn't really want to do that but he needed a way to reliefe his anger and sadness and he had a nice toy, why not use it?
Jimin walked in the lunch room and sat with his friends once he spotted them and they instantly started a conversation.
Time skip
"agh Jimin, that was amazing, you fucked me so good" Baekhyun said, as he breathed heavily.
"yeah" was the only thing Jimin said as he stared up at the celling.
"look at the great picture i took, i want to post it on instagram, can i Master?"
"do whatever you want Baekhyun, im going now, bye" Jimin said and got dressed, then left.
The whole time Jimin didn't feel pleasure, not even for a second.
Even thought Baekhyun was tight, he just couldn't feel pleasure, he wasn't like Namj-
Okay stop fucking thinking about him Jimin, even for a second stop thinking about him.
Jimin sighed and kept walking towards his house.
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Namjoon was scrolling on his phone, on instagram, trying to distract himself from the world, when he stumbled upon a picture.
BBaekhyun:
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(just pretend)
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BBaekhyun: had fun with my master @PJimin
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Jealousy, all Namjoon could feel was Jealousy, hatred and pain.
He dialed Jimins number and called him, waiting for him to pick up as he tried to hold back his tears, but failed misserably.
"wh-"
"and then im the slut you fucking asshole, i ride a guys lap and then a day later you fuck him, you piece of shit!" Namjoon screamed as tears fell down his eyes.
"like you care that i fucked him, whore, the only thing you care about is the fact that i took your toy away, guess what? He's my toy now and fuck did he give me so much pleasure, more than you could give or ever dream of" Jimin yelled.
"you fucking asshole, go rott in hell, you're just using people like they're dolls without feelings, you worthlles, uselless user, fuck off" Namjoon yelled.
"i can do whatever the fuck i want, its none of your business bitch, go choke on a dick now and leave me the fuck alone" Jimin yelled and hang up.
Namjoon threw his phone down, cracking it, as he sank on the floor, crying his eyes out.
"pl-please l-love me lik-like i lo-love you, you fu-fucking asshole" Namjoon sobbed.
He felt hands on his shoulders and looked up, seeing his parents who had witnessed everything, but he didn't care.
His mom kissed him on the forehead.
"don't worry honey, everything's going to be alright" she whispered.
Namjoon got up and started walking towards the door.
"where are you going?" his mom asked.
"to get fucking drunk" he replied and he was out of the door before his parents could stop him.
