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love, huh? sure why not

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jimin pov

'stop slacking off'

'work harder'

'get a diet'

'you're getting chubby'

'uhh hehe, no Offence but... you should lose weight'

why, why do those words hurt

words from people I don't care

people I don't know

all of them think for themselves

I hate this

I really do

I was told to be confident, I was told to be brave, I was told to be myself, I was told to stood up for myself, I was told... to love myself.

but I never did.

weak

that's all I could say about myself.

a small figure, pale face, watery eyes, puffy.

I sat there crying.

no one was there for me. not a salt

unfortunate things always happen to me. no matter where I am, what I'm doing it's there. like it's a leach sucking all of my happiness away. stupid piece of shit.

see how my life is so messed up, I'm messed up. no one wants me. I'm neglected.

so tell me, why

why is he here?

yoongi pov

as I watch this petit boy cry his eyes out. bruises around him. I don't know who he is, nor does he know me but I know that he's in pain.

pain that couldn't be explained other than him.

I sat next to him, he looked at me like I was crazy. I only chuckled

"just cry it all out kid, "

I look at his face, gorgeous

"I may be a total stranger, but just let it all out, it's fine"

I gave him a smile.

there he burst into tears.

his tears running faster than any racer, they fall like the rain. rubbing his eyes while still crying and sniffling, I pat his back to reassure that I'm here for him.

a few minutes later, he stopped. as he sniff one last time he looks at me with hope yet doubt. I understand, he's confused if he should trust me, a stranger, yet a monster.

he smiled at me and holy shit.

his eyes disappear, only a full display of his smile, brighter than anything, the clouds move making the sun kiss his face.

even the sun finds him gorgeous as ever. it shined his face and I couldn't help but feel different. my heart is racing, like it joined a marathon.

this is bad, really bad, I don't know what this means

all of could feel is, possessive, I need to protect this boy no matter what.

as I was about to ask his name, he answered it before I even opened my mouth

"jimin"

he stood up and me as well, he's quite petit. his hair, the colour of autumn, his body small as ever, his eyes, beautiful, they turn into pools of honey beneath the shining sun. his lips, luscious and pretty. so kissable.