the demon beside me. pjm centric

one.

jimin sighed at his reflection as he stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his burgundy suit jacket to fit more snug over his shoulders. it was new, something that jimin had tailored for him just last week. his parents were a bit hesitant about such a bold color being worn to church, but they eventually accepted since jimin had told them it was a way to express himself better. they didn't want to be in the way of that.

still, he paired the jacket with black skinny jeans along with a low, black turtle neck to calm the jacket down a bit. he didn't want to go completely full out, as much as he wanted to. 

jimin had known he was gay from a young age, however he's kept it to himself. subtle hints like the red jacket he was going to wear to church was the kind of things he wanted to wear all the time. he didn't want to blend in, he wanted to wear these colors all the time. he already knew that his parents were kind enough to still accept him for his sexuality, but he was still scared out of his mind. what if he was wrong? what if his relationship with them changes? he didn't want that— ever.

"jimin, honey!" his mom called from the bottom of the stairs, "we're going to be late if you take any longer, are you done?"

jimin jumped, not realizing that he had been standing in front of the mirror for that long. making a final adjustment to his dark brown hair, he made his way downstairs where his mom was waiting for him.

"sorry, mother," jimin smiled bashfully as his eyes turned into little crescents, giving his mom a gentle hug.

"oh, it's okay, sweetie," she responded as she pat his shoulder, walking to grab her purse. jimin followed her to the door where his dad was, tying up his dress shoes.

"morning, father," jimin greeted before putting on his own shoes.

once the family of three was done and ready to go, jimin's father grabbed the keys and they headed out to their neighborhood church.

jimin's mom immediately went to mingle with the other wives while jimin stuck with his father who was conversing with the other men.

"jimin, son, this is mister kim," jimin's dad smiled, gesturing to a man in front of him.

jimin bowed as he shook the man's hand, his signature charming smile on his face, "it's nice to meet you, mister kim, i'm park jimin."

mister kim nodded, "nice to meet you as well, jimin."

"mister kim here has a son named seokjin, you should go greet him, jimin," his father suggested. jimin nodded, bowing once again to mister kim as a goodbye before excusing himself to find seokjin.

"he's just over at the fountain, kid," mister kim said before turning to converse with his father once again.

jimin went out to the courtyard where he saw a boy sitting on the fountain ledge, simply staring at the water. he advanced towards him with a smile.

"hello, i'm park jimin!" he introduced himself, almost choking when the boy turned to look at him.

he's ethereal.

"huh?"

jimin's face flushed red.

"u-uh.. i'm p-park jim-jimin, i—"

"kim seokjin," he responded, looking at him expectantly as he held his hand out for a handshake.

jimin's eyes flashed from his face to his hand multiple times before he shyly shook his hand, his lips still parted in shock.

"what?"

"o-oh, nothing, s-sorry."

seokjin suddenly smiled, laughing.

"loosen up, cutie, i don't bite.. unless you want me to."

the smaller boy's eyes widened as his cheeks grew even redder, causing seokjin to laugh even more.

"kidding, kidding!" he said, gently slapping jimin's shoulder, "now let's go in, our families are already seated."

jimin forced himself out of his dazed state, nodding dumbly before following seokjin into the church. they saw their families sitting together, all smiling at each other and having their weird adult conversations. seokjin sat down before patting the seat next to him.

"here, sit next to me. i'm sure that our parents won't mind."