I pushed through the crowd and blocked Jimin. "Get out the way, punk." He slapped me harshly and I heard Jimin gasp loudly. He pushed me aside and knocked out the dude that hit me. They then crowded around him and started panicking. I turned to him and saw him near tears. He then looked at me. "Are you going to punish me...?" I carried him away to his table of friends. "Kitten I said if you hurt anyone for no reason, you had a reason." I kissed him and heard the whole table break out in aw's. I got up to get my lunch and sit next to him. "What was their problem anyways?" Jimin said as he stuffed his mouth with a sushi roll. "I doesn't matter anymore." He looked at me worried. "And for saving me, you'll get some ice-cream after dinner!" He hugged me and giggled. He ended jumping up on my lap. He grabbed his plate and I did the same, and begun to eat. "Can I try yours?" I took up my spoon and filled it with rice, vegies and a piece of curry shrimp. He opened his mouth patiently as I feed him. He smiled at me. "Good, huh?" I smiled at his reaction. I opened his juice box for him and gave it to him. He squinted at the sourness of the lemonade. I laughed as I drank my coffee. "Can I have more?" I ate some of my own food. "No you need to finish yours."
As we finished up, I put everything as Jimin began to fall asleep on my shoulder. "Jimin, wake up. You can't sleep here." The bell rang. I helped him on his bag. He was really asleep so I just carried him to gym. As I stepped into the gym, I felt stares from everyone. He jumped down and sat on the bleachers with me. The bell rung again indicating us to change. I grabbed Jimins hand and showed him to the locker room. I put him in an empty stall. He began to change. "Yoonie... I'm stuck." I opened the stall and saw that his lace panties was stuck in the skirt zipper. I managed to get it off. Since I was in the stall, I decided to change too.
Jimin had on pink tights and a white long tank top made for working out. I had on my black basket ball shorts and a white tee. We slipped on our matching sneakers and left the locker room. We went out and saw the gym teacher taking attendance. "PARK JIMIN!?" He raised his hand softly. "WELCOME BOYS AND GIRLS! TODAY WE WILL BE PLAYING DOGEBALL! SET UP AND I'LL COUNT DOWN!" We jumped off the bleachers and waited on our side for everyone to set up. "I don't wanna play this game..." I smiled at him as we stood quietly. "I got you kitten. It's ok it's just a game." I started getting into the game with Jimin hiding behind me. I ran to the front to get another ball when I heard Jimin scream. I ran to him to see him holding his head in his hands. He started really crying hard when the coach ran over. "Take him to the nurse and get an ice pack." He got up and we walked to across to gym. Jimin getting stares at his ass in the very tight tight's. His black lace panties showed through the tights which had every boys hormones skyrocket.
We got to the nurse with red faced Jimin. "We need an ice pack." I signed both of our names on the log and sat down. Jimin climbed up on my lap and cried into my shoulder. "It's ok kitten." I rubbed his back up and down. The nurse came back with an ice pack. I put it on his head and stroked his cheek. I wiped his tears away and got out my pack of wipes to clean his face. The ice sat on top of his head and I began to caress his face. I smiled at me and kissed his red nose. "It's ok kitten. Daddies here..." The nurse minded his own business and went back on hos computer. I kissed his lips that were still pouted. "When we get back, i'll let you have the lollipop, ok?" He shook his head softly.
After five minutes of sitting there, we decided to go back. We got back in time where everyone was told to change back. We headed to the locker room. "Just a few more classes, kitten."

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FanfictionThis is a fan fiction of Yoonmin, where Yoongi leads a very depressing life. He is an outcast at school. Not that he gets bullied, it's just that everyone thinks of him as the kid that if you anger, he'll shoot up the school. Then to get back at th...