Chapter 14: Take Me Back To The Night We Met
Jiminie was done with Yoongi, so he ignored the man. He wasn't in the mood to deal with all that shit at the moment and he wasn't ready to face the world. How could his father be that quick to shun him? Jiminie had seen this strategy one too many times. His father always told people of what he was so that people would stay away and Jiminie would be locked up at home, where his father would defile him without feeling any guilt. It was a fate so unhinged but Jiminie's fate was unfortunate nonetheless.
However, this time, he wasn't going to let himself go back to Busan. He wasn't going to go to his father and if he had to wake up and face the damn devil himself then he would do that without so much as a second thought. So, sighing defeatedly, Jiminie opened the duvet and sat up, as he looked in the direction of the voice. After all, anything was always going to be better than going back home to his twisted father. That man belongs in the jail cells. But no one had the courage to report him anyway.
So Jiminie's father was always going to be a free man.
Free to encourage Yoongi to push Jiminie back home in his turf.
Fuck, Jiminie was angry.
"What is it this time? Come to finish what you started?" Jiminie asked tiredly and Yoongi just stared at him with a blank face. Jiminie wasn't even bothered this time whatever Yoongi wanted, he would get, after all, Jiminie had learned not to resist. Besides, if he didn't fight Yoongi, it would all get over so quickly. So instinctively, Jiminie began undressing and letting Yoongi know that whatever he wanted he could take as usual.
"You can do it now," Jiminie said as he lay on the bed naked for Yoongi to see. Jiminie shut his eyes as he waited for the man to come climb on him and fuck him. He wouldn't get into a fight; he would survive and then make a run for it when he had gotten a way out of this. He wouldn't try to defend himself because everyone already had theories they needed to test.
"We have a press conference to go to. Hurry," Yoongi said, his breath hitching in his throat. He knew he wanted to hop there on his Jiminie and satisfy his urge but then the way the broken boy had given up was messing with his head. The Jiminie he knew was a fighter but then he had managed to kill that fighting spirit in the prettiest boy in the word and that was something that would forever haunt Min Yoongi. He wasn't sure if there was anything he could do to make it all better.
But a man could hope, right?
"Okay sure. Just finish up, I'll take care of myself," Jiminie said but then he heard a defeated sigh before the door shut and footsteps faded. It was like today he was free, but what was the price for that?
Tasked with facing the world, Jiminie got up and dressed up like he always did. Today, he was wearing a light white shirt, and a pair of skinny jeans along with his Chelsea boots. His hair was slicked back and he was ready. He couldn't tell what this was going to be for him today, but whatever it was, they couldn't hate him more than he hated himself and that was his only consolation even as he walked out his bedroom thirty minutes later.
"Good morning Jiminie,'' Namjoon, the group leader, greeted and Jiminie just nodded at him before he looked at the rest of the team and bowed. Today they were different and more formal with him, you would think they weren't the same people who got off with non-consensual videos of Jiminie. Life was shit anyway, right?
"Let's go then. They are waiting," Jin said and they all walked out in silence each to their thoughts. Maybe they would find a way out of this, but what else could there be when they had been screwed over? Hell, they had done that to one of their own and were now headed to a place where they would probably play victim and make Jiminie feel like shit again.
And so, as they walked out, Jiminie reminded himself that no one would hate him more than he hated himself. That was the only power he had today and that was okay, yeah?
When the boys got to the place where they would hold their conference on the Jiminie hot scandal that had gotten people hot and bothered, horny and ready to fuck Jiminie not to mention questioning how a man so beautiful had a vagina and they had never thought of that possibility, there were as many people as was expected.
They were all curious to see the shameless petite boy band idol who had let himself be a disappointment to them. It was almost like Jiminie owed them perfection. The chaos that was there was something out of this world and yet even then instead of Jiminie saying something, anything, he just stood there and watched.
Somewhere along the way, Yoongi held his hand gently and walked him to the podium seeing as he was so absent minded it was hard to tell if he really knew whatever was going on around him or he was just a shell of what he used to be. Funny how Yoongi was so worried about Jiminie when he had been the one to molest the boy shamelessly and force him into this predicament.
Standing there the Bangtan boys looked defeated. You would think they were so disappointed in what had happened. It was hard to even imagine that they had been the reason their friend had slept well for months and they had surprised him in every way possible.
Jiminie may not have been fucked by the other six, but they sure as hell did some sneaky shit with him to the point that everything had grown so disgusting. The boys were disgusting and that was something that Jiminie would never forgive or forget. He couldn't, not with their atrocities hanging in the air and not with their eyes claiming him like he was some middle-class perpetrator who had just learned what the meaning of life was.
Maybe they would find a way out of this, but then that was a whole lot of maybes. It didn't matter what happened anymore and Jiminie knew it. The press conference felt like a trial for him and he didn't have anything to say, so he just stood there like a stick as he zoned out while his bandmates spoke and apologized for what happened. They had expected the fans to be enraged because Jiminie had destroyed their reputation, but then the fans were outraged for something else.
Something so inhumane and unexpected.
His pussy.
The pretty pink little pussy that got the world salivating.
"Once again, we apologize for everything that happened. And it will not happen again," Namjoon concluded and the cheers were heard.
Eventually, the press conference was done and the boys were going back to their car so they could go back home and rest from all of this. But then on their way there, the shitshow officially began, making Jiminie wonder if there was anything wrong with him that he was hated so much by everyone.
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