jimin:
follow me down
down into a hole in the ground
I dug it just for you
exactly how you wanted me to.
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jimin had managed to fall asleep in the car, restrained by his father for too long before he fell into a state of shock, passing out cold.

"daddy! daddy help me!" jimin shouted when he awoke, looking around desperately in hopes this was all a dream.
"what can I help you with baby?" his dad walked to him from the door, smiling, seeming like he actually cared for the boy.
"no! not you! I want my yoongi!" jimin pushed the older man away with his small amount of strength.
"well your precious boy isn't here, is he? now get up, someone is coming to look at you in an hour, look presentable for me and I'll give you a reward, agreed?" the man sneered, walking back out the door, closing it behind him.

jimin looked around, beginning to recognise his surroundings; his old room, in his old house, before everything started.

he knew what he had to do, even if it meant that it would make yoongi hate him.
he had to play along with his parents.

and as much as he hated it, he had to play as a toy for anyone that wanted him.

and that's exactly what he did.

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"I'm ready daddy!" jimin shouted from the top of the stairs, slowly walking down to greet his parents who were awaiting him.
jimin had a wide smile on his face when he saw the attractive male that was with the sinister adults.
"introduce yourself, jimin,"
"hi! I'm park jimin! do you want to play with me?" jimin would always remember the same words he was made to speak every time he met a new person who would like to look at him. always.

"hi, jimin! I'm Jaeksuyo and yes I would, am I okay to ask you some questions first? just so I can know you a bit better before I take you anywhere," the man, jaeksuyo, smiled politely at the shorter, much shorter, boy.
"yes, it's okay! what do you want to ask me?" jimin was curious, noone has ever wanted to know about him, apart from yoongi.
"how old are you jimin?" obvious question.
"I'm 16 years of age!" jimin was enthusiastically smiling at the fact someone wanted to know something about him.
"what do you like to wear jimin?" jaeksuyo was interested in the style the boy had.
"i like wearing skirts and pink and pastels and-" jimin rambled on until someone interrupted him.
"that's enough, jimin," his mother scolded, worried he would put jaeksuyo off.
"no, no, it's okay! jimin, what food do you like?" jaeksuyo was sure to be kind about this, he needed the boy.
"anything, really," jimin didn't know what many foods tasted like.
"and now this one is for your parents, okay? and by the way, I love what you're wearing today pretty boy," jimin nodded curtly at the first sentence, blushing at the second and smiling at the man.

"do you want me to pack my bags mummy?" jimin asked after the voices in front of him died down.
"yes please, jimin. pack them for a while," jimin's mother replied with a wicked smile on her face.
"how long for?" jimin wasn't really worried, his parents knew how much money they could make from him so they would be careful not to kill him.
"around 2 weeks, jimin. is that okay?" jaeksuyo was the one to reply this time, as his parents had already walked off.
"yes, it's fine! can jaeksuyo come pack with me?" jimin asked the older man.
"of course I can!" jimin smiled and took jaeksuyo's hand, dragging him up the stairs and into his room.

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enjoy the double update guys ily all and tysvm for all the support with my life recently

I'm off school bc of illness but I'm still here updating bc yall deserve it <33