Yes, I'm fully aware that this group has already debuted & before Bts.
No, I do not need you to point it out.
Okay, enjoy. 😊
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Upon getting into the building, the seven men were greeted by their boss, bang pd. He was probably one of the coolest bosses anyone in the music industry could ever have.

"Welcome, you guys! The trainees are waiting in their dance studio. I was hoping you guys could give them some advice." Bang Pd smiles, patting Namjoon on the back. Of course everyone agreed, knowing they couldn't say no even if they wanted to.

Namjoon guided everyone to the dance studio and upon opening the door the guys could see five guys, all of different ages it seemed. Upon seeing the members of bts the trainees bowed their heads instantly, showing respect to those above them.

"It's nice to meet you guys." Hoseok says, offering a friendly smile. Jimin's eyes wondered around the room, landing on each of their faces. There was no denying it, they were all hot. Jimin could only imagine how much hotter they would become as they grew up more.

Now they all seemed to be in their late teenage years, some maybe in the middle. "Hi, I'm Jimin." The friendly blonde says, sticking his hand out to the trainees. "I'm Taemin." One of the guys says, sticking his hand out too, a giant smile plastered onto his face.

Instantly, Jimin felt a wave of nervousness wash over him. This guy was hot, like really hot. "I'm Minho, it's nice to meet you." The guy beside him says. Jimin reluctantly released Taemin's hand and took ahold of Minho's.

After everyone greeted and got to know the names of everyone else, Jimin was keen on talking to Taemin more. He wanted to know more about him. Where he was from. Was he gay? Was he dating someone? Was he gay? Why did he get into music? Was he gay?!

Lucky for the short blonde haired male, the glowing god named Taemin approached him again. "You look nice. I'll talk to you." The guy says, smiling down at Jimin. For fucks sake, everyone was taller than Jimin.

"You look nice too." The words rolled off of Jimin's tongue without the slightest ounce of hesitation. Taemin looked down at Jimin, his eyes flashed. Then he started to laugh. "I mean, you look like you're a nice person." Jimin quickly says, trying not to make this even more awkward.

"I know what you meant." Taemin chuckles, ruffling his own hair as he glanced down at Jimin. The look in his eyes screamed so many different things. Jimin wanted to jump on him right then and there but he composed himself.

"I have a question for you, if you don't mind me asking." Taemin says, his voice low, almost in a slight whisper. "Sure, What is it?" Jimin asks, biting his bottom lip. "Are you gay?"  The wind seem to leave Jimin's lungs at the question.

"W-why are you asking me that?" Jimin asks, his gay panicked side coming out. "I'm gay too and you're cute." Taemin says, his voice low and raspy against Jimin's ear. Jimin's eyes widened slightly, his head spinning.

All while Yoongi stood, leaning his body against the wall, watching all of this play out. He wondered what Taemin was doing so close to Jimin and he wondered why it bothered him to see it happen.

Yoongi didn't like sharing, even if it wasn't his to begin with. The way Yoongi saw it, Jimin was his toy, regardless on if Jimin didn't want to be anymore or not. Yoongi wasn't just going to let this slide, not when he could do something to stop it.

Yet his pride wouldn't allow him to do so. Yoongi had the reputation for not giving a shit and he wouldn't stop now. So instead of doing anything, he stood and scoffed as Jimin blushed at something Taemin had said in his ear.

No one was paying any attention to this happening. The only person who saw was Yoongi himself. He wouldn't expose Jimin though, he wasn't that cruel. Scoffing, Yoongi walks past the two and makes his way towards the other trainees.

Jimin pulled back from Taemin, having heard Yoongi's scoff. He watched the back of Yoongi head, confusion taking over him. "Wait, you two aren't dating are you?" Taemin asks, watching what Jimin had been staring at.

"What? No! Of course not." Jimin says, visibly flustered. "So then you're single?" Taemin asks, a slight smile within his words. "I am." Jimin said, his heart launching towards happiness. "Then maybe we can go out sometime." Taemin says quietly.

Jimin looks up at him, his cheeks tinted, and nods. A date? A fucking date! This is all Jimin had ever wanted and now he may finally have a chance. The thought excited him. Yoongi was the last thing on his mind in that moment.

Taemin grabbed Jimin's hands and wrote his number across his palm. "Call me later." Taemin winks before walking over to where everyone was. The blonde haired male looked down at the numbers inked onto his hand and he smiled.

Finally, maybe just maybe, he could get a boyfriend. He wouldn't have to worry about being using for sex anymore because he knew he might actually mean something to someone now. Even if it wasn't Yoongi like he had slightly hoped for.

When the guys finally separated from the trainees they headed home. Most of them spoke about how fun today was and how cool all of the trainees were. They then proceeded to talk about a possible collab after the group debuted.

As they talked, Jimin leaned his head against the window and looked out as the scenery passed by. He felt conflicted. What if Taemin ended up being like Yoongi  and wanted to be just friends with benefits.

What if Taemin didn't even let Jimin kiss him? That's the one thing that upset Jimin the most. So many thoughts were going through Jimin's head that he didn't even notice when they had arrived at their dorm.

"Get out of the van, stupid." Yoongi muttered from behind Jimin before hoping out of the van. Jimin gritted his teeth as he watched Yoongi walk into the dorm without even glancing back. He really didn't give two shits about Jimin.

Once Jimin gets out of the van he makes his way inside. The others had scattered off somewhere else and the hallway to Jimin's bedroom was silent. He dragged his feet as he walked, feeling confused and drained.

As he walked past Yoongi's studio, he nearly yelped as a hand reached out and yanked him inside. Jimin's eyes widened as Yoongi slammed Jimin against the wall, his eyes anything but happy.

"You really think you can just disobey daddy like that? I won't tolerate it." Yoongi says, holding Jimin's hips tightly. The wind had been knocked out of Jimin's lungs, making it hard to reply to Yoongi who stood crazed in front of him.

"Yoongi-" but Jimin didn't even get the chance to speak as Yoongi silences him, placing his finger to his lips. "I won't let you go that easily. Especially not to some random guy you don't even fucking know." Yoongi hisses, pulling Jimin's hips forward, slamming them against his.

Jimin whimpered at the sudden contact. "I know you don't want to stop this. You'll miss me too much." Yoongi growls, his hands sliding down to the front of Jimin's pants. Jimin squeezed his eyes shut, melting into Yoongi's touch.

"I knew you couldn't give this up." Yoongi says, licking his lips as he dips his hand into Jimin's pants, pulling a gasp from the younger males throat. "Yoongi, no." Jimin whined, swatting his hand away. He didn't want this. He was sick of feeling used.

"Don't be stubborn, kitten. You know daddy doesn't like that." Yoongi says but Jimin pushes him back roughly, causing him to stumble. "What the fuck Jimin!" Yoongi yells, his face red in anger. "I don't want to be with you, Yoongi. I told you I didn't want to do this anymore. Just leave me alone!" Jimin says, his jaw clenched.

Yoongi took in Jimin's words. He was beyond shocked. Yoongi never imagined Jimin would actually stand up for himself in this way. Actually, it was quite a turn on for Yoongi. He had never seen him take charge like this and he loved it.

"You don't mean that." Yoongi says, his jaw slacked in disbelief. "I do. It was fun at first but then I realized that you don't care about me even in the slightest. I don't want to be used forever." Jimin says, his fists bawled up.

"You won't even kiss me! Am I that disgusting to you?!" Jimin cries, feeling his emotions get the best of him. Yoongi doesn't say anything. He was too stunned by Jimin's words to speak.

"Exactly." Jimin hisses, anger and pain in his eyes as he jerked the door open and stormed out. Jimin wanted to cry. He felt humiliated and disgusted with himself. Was he seriously that gross that Yoongi wouldn't even consider being with him for more than sex?

He didn't want to deal with that anymore. Jimin wanted someone who would actually love him for him. He wanted someone who wouldn't make him change. Jimin wanted someone. Anyone but Yoongi.

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