◂◅broken by nature

m e, p e r f e c t ?

m e, p e r f e c t ?

t h i r d p e r s o n
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After approximately 37 seconds of Jimin laughing like an insane asylum patient he finally stopped, clutching onto his frozen stomach, mumbling small "it hurts" and "fuck it hurts" from laughing so hard, tears cornered in his eyes..

On the other hand, Yoongi was actually confused for once. Normally the genius Min Yoongi wasn't confused, as well.. he normally knew everything before it happened and knew everyone before meeting them. But, this.. this left him questioning even though there was something contradicting this feeling of puzzlement.

"P-perfect??.." The individual finally spoke, voice cracking once due to him trying to catch the breath he lost prior to his seizure of unexplained laughter. A small stutter of the 'p' being heard.

"You don't know sarcasm do you?" the other spoke up, straightening up his posture before he began his rant.. He wanted to knock some sense into this boy. To Yoongi Jimin now seemed as a small, arrogant teenager who knew nothing about the real world called Earth.. And that.. was true.

Jimin was only a decent more happy and optimistic than sad and pessimistic because he didn't understand, he didn't understand the world after have being broken from such a young age. The young boy had been scarred since 11. Mature in some aspects, clueless in most is what he was. He didn't understand so therefore he didn't act upon the actions he had suffered in the past.. it was normal for him, what he went through that is. This making him blind to actual human society.

"Of course I know sarcasm what do you think I'am? Two?" He spat, rolling his chocolate balls for eyes. His voice was still packed with the same sassiness as the previous 20 minutes the two had been together. From the first words they spoke up to the current conversation (or petty argument) they were having now, it hadn't hinted anything apart from sass or arrogance.

Yoongi let out that now well known chuckle, hissing slightly at the end of this noise. Gosh was Jimin in for a lecture that would be sure to damage his emotions at all costs.

"First of all, I know you're not two. Second of all.. You're so blind. For living in this world for eighteen years i was more than sure you'd know how manners work,for having talked to you for only 22 minutes i've realised you're probably just another uneducated teenager. Right? The same as every other eighteen year old. Living their best lifes while selling themselves to random pervs in lowlife strip clubs. Right?"

He spoke, starting off his rant with something that he knew wasn't true. He believed everyone had a backstory and nobody was the same.. Let's say he said this as a trigger for the younger boy, to set off his limbic system. 

This did indeed trigger the smaller youth, you could tell because he tensed slightly and his knuckles went a small white-toned pale yellow. He couldn't deny that he was uneducated but the fact this stranger had the decency to tell him his backstory as if he knew everything about him really did make his blood boil..

"You-" He began, groaning before he continued.. Clenching his eyes closed for a couple of seconds and turning on his heels to show his anger without bursting into heightened shouts.

"You can't stand here and tell me that i'm an uneducated, perfect and arrogant teenager after knowing me for what... As you said, twenty minutes.. Right?" His voice spoke with a certainty of rightness and instead of rude arrogance a sense of confidence..