BTS One Shots [Requests Closed]

Scars Run Deep (Arrogant!Jimin x Abused!Reader)

Requested by Kayla The Fox on Quotev (External Link)

Quick Disclaimer: themes of abuse are present so if you're not comfortable with that, please skip

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"Hey, (Y/N)!" You heard the shout from behind you and recognized it as the one person you hated the most.

You didn't turn around, only continuing to walk down the halls to your class. You adjusted your backpack, ignoring the footsteps coming from behind you. But then you felt a grip on your arm and you were spun around. You came face-to-face with the most arrogant guy in your college, Park Jimin.

"Did you really think that you could ignore me like that? Where's my assignment?" He asked, the grip on your arm tightening.

You pulled your arm out of his grip and reached into your bag. You pulled out a stack of papers and threw it at him, "So what if I ignore you?" You began, looking him straight in his eyes. "I did your stupid assignment and I don't have to listen to you anymore. Now, if you'll leave me alone, I'm going to be late for class." You walked away, a scowl remaining on your face as you made it to class, almost late for your lecture.

Jimin was the worst person that you've ever had classes with. You've known him since high school and he hasn't changed one bit. He acts all high and mighty, thinking that he's better than everyone in the world. He always acted overly smug, not giving much to others around him and only focused on himself. He's also overly-confident, letting his opinion known to every single person who didn't even ask. He wasn't afraid to say what he thought, which would sometimes lead to problems with other students. And for some reason, he began to pick on you for some time now.

But you couldn't help but to feel something else for him. You somehow admired his straightforwardness towards anyone and everyone. He didn't care about what other people thought about him, and that was something you had to praise about him. And he was also pretty attractive. He dances which you thought was another cool thing about him, since he seemed so passionate about it even before high school. So you weren't exactly sure if you hated him or not, but what you couldn't deny was that you found him attractive.

You got to your class and sat in your seat, your teacher walking in only seconds after. You got out your laptop and a notebook as your teacher began the lecture. You sat there, listening and taking a few notes as your teacher talked. The lecture lasted for about two hours before you had to leave for your next class, this one being with Jimin.

He sat behind you, always asking for a pencil or what the teacher was talking about. He annoyed you so much that you moved seats but he followed behind you, continuing to bother you. So for today's lecture, you planned on going in a minute before it started, taking the last available seat. But when you went in, you saw Jimin's bag in a seat in front of him. As soon as he saw you, he grabbed his bag and waited for you to sit. You looked around, hoping that there was some other available seat but every other seat was occupied.

You sighed and sat down in front of Jimin, taking out your notebook for this class. As soon as the teacher began talking, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Without even turning around, you grabbed a pencil from your bag and held it up behind you. You waited for Jimin to take it but you didn't feel any grip on it. So when you had the chance, you turned around to look at Jimin. He seemed a bit startled and he was staring at something. You followed his gaze and saw that he was staring at your arm, your bruises on full-display.

You pulled up your sleeve quickly and put the pencil on Jimin's desk, turning around and continuing to listen to the teacher. You felt panicked, not knowing what to do. No one knew about the various bruises on your body, well, no one besides your family. They were the ones that left them there after all.