metanoia «yoonmin»

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Jimin had never seen his parents as shocked as they were when the three of them left the Jung household. Jimin did not have to be psychic to know Yoongi's appearance and sharp tongue had been like a punch to the gut for his parents.

"They called him chaotic, but this is a whole other thing," Jimin's mother had exclaimed once they had gotten home. "Jiminie, sweetie, stay away from that man." Then she went to sleep as if she had forgotten everything that had happened. His mother sure valued her sleep schedule for a housewife.

Even if he tried Jimin could not sleep that night. He was turning again and again in his bed. His mind was far away from his body and he found himself touching his collarbones. He felt nothing. His fingers were cold as always. His skin was smooth and soft. When Yoongi had touched him, Jimin felt the world collapse. His cold skin colliding with Yoongi's fire fingertips had made him shiver in a pleasant way. Maybe it was because Jimin did not get such sensual touches. But it might also have been his fear tricking him. He could not know for sure. What he knew was that he was laying in bed, thinking about the man his mother disapproved stronger of than Jake Paul.

Jimin turned again.

Baby boy.

He shivered and tugged onto his blanket. He had to sleep. He really had to before he lost his mind.

–

The school was unexpectedly quiet for a Thursday. Usually people would be running in the corridors, chasing each other, songs would be heard from the classrooms, maybe a few explosions would boom and then a teacher's scolding voice would shut everyone up. Now it felt as if an atom bomb had dropped in school and everyone feared to speak in order not to activate it.

Jimin was still fairly new and the only people he was close to were Jeongguk and Hoseok. He wished to be more sociable but could not risk a few simple things – disappointing his mother with his choice of friends and people taking advantage of him after finding the truth.

He made his way quietly in the classroom to find Jeongguk and Hoseok already there. Hoseok was one year older but he apparently liked visiting his friends on breaks. Jeongguk, on the other hand, was actually younger than everyone in their class, having started school a year earlier than usual.

"Come on, Gukk! You can't leave me alone," Hoseok whined.

"My tutor is coming today. You know I can't skip it."

That seemed to be the moment they noticed Jimin because Hoseok launched onto him, hugging him from the side.

"Fine." He pouted. "It will be just me and Jimin then! We will have fun on our own, right?"

"In Yoongi's studio? Oh, yeah, totally," Jeongguk mocked Hoseok.

Wait. Yoongi's studio?

"What's this about?" Jimin frowned in confusion and Hoseok pulled him to sit at his desk. Hoseok sat at the one behind Jimin which had been empty since he moved. He supposed the person supposed to sit there was either sick or skipping. Probably the latter.

"Hyung is getting his ears pierced." Jeongguk chuckled. They could do that? Were pierced ears allowed in school? For the boys? "But he's a scaredy cat."

"I am NOT!"

"Yes, you are," Jeongguk laughed. "You said it yourself."

"I just have a fear of needles," Hoseok whined. "It's not the same!"

"If this makes you feel better."

While the two of them were still bickering the bell rang and Mrs. Kim walked inside the classroom. Hoseok stood up to leave, but before he did he turned to Jimin.