there he was. in the bathroom, tears forming in jimin's eyes. today had already been a bad day. he hadn't even made it to lunch yet, and it was already a no good day.
he looked at himself. he really didn't even know what to do at that moment. so he pulled out his phone to text his mother. his mother was the one person he could call or text in any situation. well, almost. never in any of their conversations did jimin bring up the word 'yoongi' or 'bully' in the same phrase. those two words never went together when jimin was with his mom, and he didn't know why. he wanted to tell his mom, but he couldn't bring himself to it.
meanwhile, yoongi was still in the classroom, laughing his ass off. the teacher hadn't even seen the picture, but she could tell something was up, and she calmed everyone down. she put her pointer finger towards her lips, to get everyone back in the room sane and quiet once again.
yoongi then got up to ask to go to the restroom to go after jimin. to say some things, of course. mostly to see him have a mental breakdown right in front of him; that'd be fun to yoongi. to see jimin in mental pain. not physical, just mental. yoongi had never really hurt jimin, because he thought that'd be 'taking it to the extreme'.
once the teacher had given him permission, he bolted to the bathroom, with a smirk on his face the whole way. in yoongi's head, he knew that jimin was probably crying his little eyes out; which was humorous to yoongi, somehow. yoongi was evil and twisted; and he knew it.
jimin was just in the bathroom, looking at himself, trying his hardest not to have a meltdown. it was like he was holding back a sneeze- unhealthy and very hard to do. he knew crying was normal, and somewhat healthy to the body. but he didn't want to seem like a baby, of course. because he was definitely not one of those.
yoongi slid into the bathroom, seeing poor jimin looking at himself in the mirror with his lip quivering. which made yet another devious smile appear on yoongi's pale face.
"whatcha doing, jimin?"
"nothing."
"really? because it looks like you're about to cry. ah, what a crybaby." yoongi snickered.
"i'm not. i'm fine."
"hm, no you're not. believe me, whoever made that picture is just- horrible."
"didn't you make it?"
"oh, of course not. i would never do that to poor jiminie."
"don't call me that."
yoongi glanced over at jimin's phone, and then he chuckled. "ah, you're texting 'mommy', i see."
"i-"
"aw, that's cute. jimin telling his mommy that he needs some help. some stupid bullies messed with jiminie." he interrupted with a baby voice. then he started cracking up. boy, he thought he was just so funny, didn't he?
well, jimin wasn't laughing.
"yoongi, it's not funny-"
"yeah it is."
"whatever..can you just..l-leave me alone?" jimin asked, his voice breaking. he was close to just letting all his tears out at once. so, so close.
"nah, this is fun."
"yoongi. go. away."
at this point, yoongi started getting pissed. he rushed towards the small male, pushing him towards the wall of the bathroom. jimin winced. yoongi has done things like this before, but he'd sworn to himself that he'd never hit jimin. he just liked messing around with jimin. it was amusing to him, yet twisted at the same time.
jimin looked at yoongi in horror. he was so..afraid of yoongi. he'd always been. his tears that were captured in his eyes finally escaped. maybe it was because jimin was dramatic. maybe it was because yoongi really was a dick.
yoongi held his fist up. was he really about to hit jimin..? yoongi was pretty pissed..but he'd never hit jimin before. jimin squeezed his eyes shut, as a couple more tears left jimin's brown eyes.
he took a deep breath and waited for yoongi to swing. he waited for the pain to hit him.
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hey everyone! i'm so, so, sO sorry for totally leaving this story for a while. it started out with me needing time for myself, and then i got grounded, andddd it was this whole thing- but i'm back, and ill hopefully be posting daily! my schedule is getting busier, but i'll try to post either daily or a couple of times a week! love you all,
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