🎊🎉Happy New Years 🎉🎊

Jimin's POV:

It's been two days and unfortunately, the weekend is over. I have not left my room at all during those days. I even had Jin bring me food so that I wouldn't have to go to the cafeteria. I told him it was because I was shy, but I don't think he bought it. Still, he didn't press it any further. It's now Monday morning and class starts in an hour. That means I'm going to have to face Kim Taehyung.

I am terrified. I know he'll be looking for me, and he's definitely going to beat me up this time. The bruise he left on my stomach is starting to fade and I don't want anymore. I feel like all the butterflies in the world decided to gather in my stomach today. It's making me sick.

"That's it. I'll pretend to be sick." I smiled widely because of my great idea. Then there was a knock on my door. It must be Jin. I quickly ran back to my room and hopped into my bed. I covered myself up to the point where only the top of my head showed. It was just in time since the front door opened right after that.

"Jiminie~, I brought you some breakfast." He scanned the dorm looking for me. "Jimin, don't tell me you're still in bed. You're going to be late. Get up." I peeked out from under the covers.

    "I don't feel well. Go on without me." I tried to sound as sick as possible. I even added a cough or two.

    "Jimin, you were fine yesterday and now you're saying you're sick?" I nodded my head. "How can you be sick when you didn't go anywhere?" I shrugged. "Jimin, what's going on, seriously?"

    "Nothing. I'm sick. Cough"

    "You're not sick." He abruptly yanked the covers off of me, startling me. "Stop lying and tell me the truth."

    "I can't." I sat up and crossed my arms.

    "You can Jimin-Ah. You can tell me anything." He sat next to me on the bed.

    "No, I can't," I said on the verge of tears.

    "Why not?" He frowned full of concern.

    "Because he'll hurt me if I do." My lip quivered as I looked up at him.

    "Who will?" I shook my head profusely. "Is it that Jeon Jungkook? Did he do something to you at that party?"

    "No, he didn't."

    "Then who?!" He shouted a bit. I could tell he was starting to become impatient with me.

    "Kim Taehyung." I blurted out then instantly covered my mouth. Aish now Taehyung's going to kill me. Why couldn't I just stay quiet?

    "Kim Taehyung? When did you meet him? I told you to steer clear of him."

    "I know, but we ran into each other at that party, and now he wants to kill me."

    "Jimin, he's not going to kill you." He rubbed my back in a comforting way.

    "But he said he was, and I'm too young to die." I shoved my face it the pillow next to me.

    "Jimin, it's just a figure of speech. He won't actually kill you."

    "But he'll hurt me. He already has." I put the pillow down and lifted my shirt to show him the fading bruise.

    "Ouch. That looks bad." He winced.

    "It is, and I don't want another one." I pulled my shirt back down.

    "Is this why you've been hiding out in your room?" I nodded with a pout. "Jimin, you know you can't hide here forever."

    "I know, I'm just so scared."

    "Don't worry. I'll be with you today. We can walk to and from classes together. That way you'll never be alone. He can't hurt you if you're not alone."

    "You'd do that for me?"

    "Of course. That's what friends are for. Besides, he's in a different grade. There's a good chance we won't see him at all."

    "Thank you, Jin."

    "Eat up so that we can leave." I did as I was told and finished the breakfast he brought. We left shortly after and Jin walked me to my first class. With everything going on, I completely forgot about changing my schedule. Just my luck. If Kim Taehyung finds me I'll be humiliated by him, and if I dance in dance class I'm going to humiliate myself. Maybe I'll act sick again so that I don't have to go.

    Classes were going by slowly, but luckily I haven't seen the senior at all. My lunch break was coming up, and my nerves began to bother me again. Jin said that we could eat lunch in the drama club room to avoid him, so I jumped at that chance. Now all I have to do is grab my lunch and make it to the drama room without getting caught.

    Once we made it to the cafeteria, Jin scanned the room and signaled to me that it was all clear. I sighed relieved as we approached the line. It was rather short, but I figured that it was because the upper-classmen have not been released from their classes yet. I got my food first and Jin told me to wait by the door for him while he grabs a dessert.

I stood there for about 5 minutes, but I couldn't see Jin anymore. Suddenly, I felt hands grab me. I opened my mouth to scream but a hand covered it before anything could come out. I panicked and struggled as much as I could, but there was no use. I was carried away to an unknown destination by a group of students. I couldn't see their faces since they were behind me.

Soon I was being thrown on the floor of an empty classroom. I looked up to see my captors. I calmed down since I recognized them. It was Jungkook's four friends from the party. I didn't learn the three on the left names, but I remembered the one on the right name. It was the weird one Kookie Hyung left me with, Yugyeom. I wondered why they brought me here, but when I opened my mouth to ask, I heard footsteps stalk up behind me. I turned my head and froze when I saw the boy I've been trying to avoid all day.

    "Where have you been Park? I've been looking all over for you." I gulped as Kim Taehyung smirked at me. What am I going to do now?

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Author's POV:

Jin was in the dessert line trying to decide between the peanut butter cookies and the brownies when someone cut in front of him.

"Yah! I was here fir-" He stopped mid-sentence after realizing who he was speaking to. "Namjoon Hyung?"

"Hi, Jin. I didn't know you were back." He lied. The truth was he did know. He knew the moment the plane landed.

"Hyung, I've been calling you. I called you every day while I was away. Why didn't you answer?" Jin asked with a sad face. It broke Namjoon's heart.

"I broke my phone and had to get a new one." That was partially true, but Namjoon didn't have a choice but to say that. Jin couldn't know everything. If he did, that could result in major consequences he didn't want to face. "I'm sorry that we lost touch."

"Well, that's okay. At least we're together now." Jin spoke hopefully. "What's your new number?" Just then Namjoon's phone dinged.

"Uh.. I-I'll give it to you later. I'm kind of in a hurry right now." He tapped away at his phone.

"Oh. Okay, I guess I'll see you later then." Jin's face dropped. It seemed as if the older wasn't happy to see him. Namjoon noticed and instantly felt bad.

"Here." The older put the strawberry yogurt that he bought earlier from the campus store onto Jin's tray. "I know how much you love strawberries." He grinned before walking away. Jin's heart fluttered.

"He still remembers." He smiled to himself and made his way over to his friend who was probably getting anxious from all the waiting.
Only to find that his friend wasn't in his designated waiting area. In fact, he wasn't anywhere in the cafeteria. Jin panicked. What has he done? He promised to protect him yet he let himself get distracted. Now Jimin was gone and possibly in danger.  All because he wanted to talk to his old crush, Kim Namjoon.

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    Namjoon waited patiently as the number dialed. He was in the middle of talking to Jin when Taehyung texted him to call. It wasn't long before he picked up.

    "Hey, we got him. Good job on the distraction."

    "Yeah, whatever. It's not like I had a choice. Will you delete that shit now?" Namjoon asked annoyed. He hated the fact that Taehyung had something on him.

    "One more thing before I do. Did you get Park Jimin's information?"

    "Yes. It's in your gym locker just like you instructed."

    "Great. I'll delete it as soon as I get my hands on that file. Nice doing business with you."

    "It's the first and last time, Hyung." His tone was laced with hatred.

    "Awe come on cousin, you know that's not true. Especially since uncle Sanghoon still owes my mom and dad. It's only a matter of time before that debt trickles down to you. Then we'll be back in business together."

    "We'll see about that." Namjoon abruptly hung up the phone. He knew that Taehyung was right, but he'd be damned before he ever let that happen.

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    Jimin hurried to his feet and turned to run, but realized that the four hyungs were blocking the only exit.

    "Nuh-uh uhh. There's no getting away this time." Jimin hung his head as he fully grasped the situation. The older was right, but Jimin was still not ready to face him. "Turn around and look at me." Jimin reluctantly obeyed and Taehyung chuckled. "What a submissive little bitch." Jimin flinched at the profanity but opted to keep quiet about it. "Where was this behavior the other day when I was trying to be nice to you and you slapped me?" The smaller hung his head again, but Taehyung was quick to grab his chin forcing him to look back up. "I asked you a question."

    "Hyung, please. I'm sorry. I won't ever do that again."

    "You're damn right you won't because payback's a bitch." Tae spat as he shoved him down onto the floor in front of Jackson. "You know what to do, but don't fuck up his face. My mom called earlier and told me she's coming tomorrow to check on him. She wants to make sure I'm looking out for him. Can you believe that?" They all laughed around the freshman who looked like he was about to shit his pants at any moment. "Anyway if she sees any bruises, I won't hear the end of it."

    "Got it, "JB smirked.

    "This is going to be fun." Jimin gulp as Yugyeom gave him that same look he gave in at the party. It made him even more nervous for some reason.

    "I'm going to go eat lunch with Kook. He's supposed to be giving me the answers to the chem test."

    "Take pictures and send them to me. I fell asleep during the review yesterday." Yoongi requested as Tae left the room closing the door behind him. Jimin was scared, to say the least. Four of his seniors were surrounding him and he was unsure of their plans. Jimin got on all fours.

    "Please don't hurt me." He bowed his head begging and the older boys laughed again.

   "Relax. We're not going to hurt you." JB assured.

    "You're not?" Jimin looked up in confusion.

    "Well, that depends on you." Jackson intervened.

    "On me?" Jimin frowned.

    "Yes, you and your obedience. Now give us your phone." Jackson demanded.

    "M-my phone? Why do you need my-ah!" JB kicked one of the arms that held him up from under him resulting in him falling flat on his face with his ass still sticking up in the air. Jackson then crouched down and yank his head back up by his hair making him arch his back. The suggestive position had one of them thinking some dirty thoughts. The others didn't seem to notice though.

    "You ask too many questions. Just do what you're told." Jackson held out his hand expectingly. Jimin was hesitant at first since he had just gotten the phone, but he complied anyway putting the phone into his hyung's hand. "Oh, wow, no password?" Jimin hadn't set one up yet. He didn't even know he could with the phone still being so new to him. Plus there was barely anything on it, so he didn't see the harm in not have one yet.

    "You barely message anyone. Do you even have friends?" Jimin stared at the floor not saying anything. That comment hurt a little since he was already insecure about the whole friend thing or lack thereof. "Oh shit. Look at this." Their eyes widened. It made Jimin curious about what they found.

    "Tae was right. He is a fag."

    "Let me see." Yugyeom snatched the phone. "Damn. Nice legs." He bit his bottom lip staring at the phone and Jimin scrunched up his nose. That comment made him uncomfortable and now scared of what they found.

"We've got to send this to Taehyung," Jackson said typing in his friend's number.

"Wait no! What is it?" Jackson smirked and extended his arm to show the boy. Jimin's heart stopped and his face contorted into a face of horror. He's never been so embarrassed. It was the picture of him in that stupid red dress. He totally forgot that Soomin sent him that over the weekend. He meant to delete it as soon as he saw it but got distracted doing something else. Now it was about to be in the hands of his brown-haired bully. He reached for the phone but Jackson was quick to recoil.

    "I don't think so. Nice try."

    "Please. Don't send it. It's not what it looks like."

    "It looks like the little freshman wants to be a fresh-woman." They chuckled at Jackson's joke.

     "No! That's not true. Those clothes aren't mine." Jimin tried to defend himself.

    "It sure fits like it's yours unless you stole it," Yoongi replied with a look of disgust.

    "What?! No!" Jimin shook his head profusely.

    "If you wanted a dress princess, all you had to do was ask. I'll buy you one and let you model it for me." Yugyeom smirked.

    "I don't want a dress. I never did. Mrs. Kim bought me that."

    "Taehyung's mom knows you want to be a girl?" Yoongi furrowed his brow.

    "I don't want to be a girl! I don't know why she bought me that, but she asked me to wear it and take a picture so I did! I don't want those stupid girly clothes!" Jimin argued.

    "Alright, alright. Such a fussy little thing aren't you? Stand up." Jackson demanded and Jimin did as he was told.

    "A-Are you going to send it to Taehyung?" He asked with pleading eyes.

    "Of course. Why would I not? Our friend will love this." He started typing on the phone again and Jimin launched forward clinging onto his arm.

    "No! Please don't. Please."

    "Get off of me!" Jackson tried to shake him off, but Jimin held onto his sleeve for dear life.

"I'll do anything. Just please don't." The older ignored his words and gave him a hard shove that resulted in him being on the floor again.

    "Wait a minute. You'll do anything?" Yugyeom walked closer standing over him.

"Yes, anything." Jimin scrambled to his knees again.

"Don't listen to him. You know Taehyung is counting on us to find dirt on this little bitch." Jackson stated while fixing his clothes. "This is perfect. We can't keep this from him."

"Yeah maybe, but I wanna see how far he'll go to keep his little secret. Don't you wanna see?" Yugyeom smirked and the remaining boys gave each other a knowing look.

"You're sick Yug." Yoongi chuckled.

"Very." The taller replied.

"I guess we don't have to tell Taehyung. That is if Jimin can make us happy." Jackson grinned deviously.

"I'll do whatever you want. Just tell me." Jimin continued still not catching on.

"I don't know guys. What should we make him do?" Yugyeom scratched his chin pretending to think. "Oh~. I know. Jackson, do you still have that girl's cheerleading uniform."

"What girl?"

"The one you fucked after the game last week."

"Oh, yeah, it's in my locker. Why?"

"Because I want our little Jiminie here to put on a private show for us."