Pretty Boy |Yoonmin|✔️

Chapter Seven

Yoongi

I tried to not look at Jimin and August as he grabbed his arm to pull him outside. But after about four minutes, I heard a loud yell— so of course, everyone in the restaurant looked.

  The only thing that I could see was Jimin screaming at his boyfriend for cheating, and then his tears rolling down his eyes. As soon as I saw that, I headed for the door.

  I couldn't stop myself.

  Especially when I saw August harshly put his hand on Jimin, I had to calm myself down.

 
  After that piece of shit left, Tae and I brought Jimin to the couch in the break room. He lay his head on my lap as Tae squatted in front of him with a sad expression.

  "Jiminie, it's okay.." Taehyung said.

  I was brushing Jimin's hair back with my hand awkwardly. I knew exactly how to act when that dick laid his hand on him, but I was never the best to comfort people.

  Especially not in situations like this.

  This was the exact reason why I never did like love. It was one of the main reasons why I kept myself away from 'Meeting new people' or having a 'crush' on anyone.

  The only reason I had wanted to be friends with Jimin was because.. I work with him.

  Yeah, that's why.

 
——

  A few hours later, the day was finally over.

  Tae had left to go take over Jimin's spot while I stayed with him, rubbing his arm lightly. He was asleep now, and I wouldn't blame him.

  He cried himself to sleep over his cheating boyfriend, and for what? Is it because he..

  I looked down at him and realized how easily he let people into his life. Nevermind. I knew exactly why he was so upset. It's Jimin.

  He loves people too easily.

 
  I wiped his hair away from his face and I looked at his details. His face was squished against my thigh, making it pinchable.

  I smiled to myself and looked away.

  I don't understand how anyone could cheat on him. Jimin is the type of guy to give it his all.

  He's the type of person to.. take the blame.

  He had been taking the blame for August ever since he left. Jimin sobbed uncontrollably as he hiccuped "I should've been better for him."

  My face turned red and I clenched my fists at the thought of it. He does not have to change himself for a piece of trash like that.

  I felt Jimin move under me, and it was only then that I realized I was grabbing his arm and clenching it tightly. "What's wrong?" He woke up and looked up at me with sleepy eyes.

  I looked at him as his lashes slowly fluttered and I couldn't help but stare. "Nothing.." I lied.

He noticed that he was still on my lap, so he raised up and sat next to me, lying his head on my shoulder. I tensed up, but left him alone.

"I don't understand.." he said quietly.

I looked at the clock on the wall, realizing that it was way past time to leave, but nobody had came to tell us or mention it. Well.. Tae had told me earlier that it was time, but I shushed him.

Jimin was sleeping and I didn't want anyone to wake him up, so Taehyung left us.

"What don't you understand?" I asked him.

He sighed and closed his eyes. "I don't understand what I did to.. make Augie do what he did. Was I not good enough?" He asked.

I cringed at the nickname he gave August and I furrowed my eyebrows. "You are perfect, Jimin." I said to him. He lifted his head to look at me and I placed my hand on his. "If that piece of shit made you think that you did something wrong, then someone's gotta teach you that he's wrong. Because he is." I said.

Jimin's mouth curved up a little and he looked away. "Don't use such harsh words, Yoongi.." He said shyly. "But you're right. He really is a meanie." He chuckled.

I laughed lightly and pulled Jimin in to hug him a little. "Yeah, he is a meanie." I said.

And he's a fucking moron.

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