Jimin walked nonchalantly towards Jin's office, his small hands stuffed into his pants pockets. His eyes wondered over the pictures hanging on the walls, most of them were taken from the bible. Religious paintings, others mantras about how homosexuality is a sin and god will condemn you for it.

The halls were quiet, most of the boys in the cafeteria or at one of the so called therapy sessions. He passes a closed door, but his ears perk up when he hears something. It sounded like a moan or a groan but he couldn't be sure. He stops, leaning in to listen, trying to figure out what the noise was.

"Ah-Ahh fuck!" Jimin's eyes widen, he could've sworn he recognised the voice.

He leans back slightly, staring at the door wondering if he should open it. His hand wraps around the doorknob, he carefully opens it, the door softly creaking.

"Hmm Yoongi!" Jimin's mouth hanged open, eyes blinking rapidly.

Before him was Yoongi on his knees, Tae's large hands tangled with his hair while his hard dick was lodged deep inside Yoongi's open mouth. Yoongi was bopping his head, Tae firmly holding him in place as his eyes flutter in ecstasy.

"Holy shit!" Both of their eyes snap to him, Tae immediately pushing Yoongi off him.

"I'm so sorry-I didn't." Jimin tried saying, Yoongi gets up, wiping his mouth.

"Fuck Jimin, you gave me a bloody heart attack! I thought you were one of them." Tae shuffles his pants up, hooking his belt around his hips.

Yoongi fixed his own clothes, stuffing his shirt back inside his pants.

"What are you doing here Jimin? Shouldn't you be at breakfast." Yoongi asked, buttoning up his shirt.

"I've got to go see Jin for some stupid reason. And what the fuck! Are you two together?" Jimin glances outside, quickly shutting the door so no one could see them.

"Well, lets call it friends with benefits. I scratch his back he scratches mine." Tae shrugs, combing back his hair.

"Did you want to join Jimin? We've got time before they notice we're gone." Yoongi winked at him, Jimin chews his lip, feeling tempted since it's been awhile, he was itching to be touched.

"Arghh I can't, I've got to go. I think I'm in trouble and don't want to make it worse right now." Jimin sighs, it was slightly true but he also would feel guilty if he said yes because of Jungkook.

"You sure? I give great head you know." Yoongi steps forward, eyes traveling down his body.

"Yeah it's fine, I should go. And you guys should seriously be quieter, I could hear your fucking moans." Jimin laughs, both of them glancing at each other.

"It's Tae! He doesn't know how to keep quiet." Yoongi points at him, Tae gives him the finger.

"Whatever, have fun you guys, I'll see you later." He winks at them before leaving, closing the door.

"Man I was really hoping he'd say yes, he's really fucking hot." Tae wines, Yoongi nods his head in agreement.

Jimin kept walking, smiling to himself, least someone was having fun in this place. He desperately wanted to have some too, but he wasn't sure if Jungkook was ready or wanted too. He liked him, for the first time he wanted to go slow, not rush into things like he usually does. He'd never been in an actual relationship, it kind of terrified him. His first ever sexual encounter with a guy didn't exactly turn out as planned, the way he hoped. Since then he's been scared of forming any sort of connection with someone in case he got hurt.

He stops once he reaches Jin's office, reluctantly knocking on it. He hears Jin call for him to come in, Jimin slowly opens the door.

"Please sit Jimin." Jin stands up, pointing to the seat in front of his desk.

"Why am I here?" Jimin asked up front, not wanting to be here at all.

"To talk Jimin, I know you've been struggling with being here. But this place is meant to help you, we're here to help you. You can't keep fighting us, it will only make things harder for you." Jin lent forward in his chair, elbows resting on the desk.

Jimin rolls his eyes, tongue sticking into his cheek, struggling to contain his anger.

"Harder? How could I make things harder? I'm in a fucking prison where I'm being forced into becoming straight! How much harder can things get?" Jimin clicks his tongue, his temper always getting the better of him.

Jin sighs, rubbing his scalp to calm himself. Jimin had well hell of a bite, strong willed which clearly meant they'd need to put a lot of work into him.

"Jimin you need to learn to control your anger, it's not going to get you anywhere. We aren't the enemy, you're homosexuality is. It's rotting your insides, making you lash out. I understand your reluctance but you're going to stay here until you are fixed. There is no point fighting it when it's only going to make it more difficult." Jin displays a gruesome smile, making Jimin want to puke.

Jimin doesn't speak, crossing his arms defensively over his chest.

"Please just try, I don't want to have to use more extreme methods Jimin. I really don't want to have to do that." Jimin laughs, not believing what he was hearing, Jin acting like he didn't enjoy hurting them.

"You don't want to? Then fucking don't! No ones forcing you, don't act like you don't enjoy what you do. I'm sick of being told what to do, how to act, who to fuck. This is my life no one else's!" Jimin couldn't control himself, screaming out his frustrations.

Jimin stands up, ready to walk out but suddenly the door swings open. Two large men block his way out, Jimin frowns in confusion. Turning back to Jin who was now standing, a sympathetic look in his eye.

"What the fuck!"

"I'm sorry Jimin, but I think you need some time to think. Realise that all we're trying to do is help you, so this is the only way. I'm sorry." Jin smiles sadly, Jimin gets aggressively grabbed.

"What! Get the fuck off me! Don't touch me." He struggles, squirming around in their tough hold.

"Take him to isolation, he needs some time to realise the error of his ways. Sort out that attitude of his." Jin ushers for them to drag him away, Jimin doesn't stop kicking and screaming.

"Get off me! I'm not going fucking anywhere! You can't do this." Jimin claws at them, but it does nothing, their strength no match for his.

They drag him into a small room, it was tiny, each wall padded in white. He's thrown roughly inside, he attempts to run to the door but it's slammed shut in his face.

"You can't do this! Let me the fuck out! Let me fucking out." He bangs on the hard door, kicking it, pulling at the handle but nothing worked.

He continues to scream, bang and swear at them until his throat burnt, fists ached. After awhile he gives up, back hitting the door, sliding down it, landing on his ass. He hooks his legs up, resting his arms on his bony knees.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Jimin brought his head back, slamming it against the door.

His fingers racked through his hair, he was beginning to panic. He didn't know how long he would be in here, what they would do to him and it terrified him. He should've listened to Jungkook, should've kept his stupid mouth shut. But he didn't, and now he's totally and completely fucked.

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Jungkook sat at his table, bowl of cereal in front of him. Namjoon was opposite, munching on his soggy cereal. His eyes kept wondering to the canteen doors, waiting for Jimin to walk through. He had brought him his breakfast, placed it beside him for when he came. He was growing more and more nervous the longer he waited. He was paranoid something had happened, knowing what Jimin was like he knew there was a chance.

Suddenly the doors open, his eyes perk up but then fade when it was just Tae and Yoongi. They wonder over to them once they get their breakfast.

"Hey dudes!" Tae chirps at them, always gleaming in the morning for unknown reasons.

"Have you seen Jimin?" Jungkook asked, ignoring his little introduction.

"Oh yeah umm we saw him awhile ago." Yoongi sits down, hiding his smile.

"Yeah, we sure did." Tae giggles, Yoongi kicks him under the table.

"When was that?" Jungkook kept asking, it had been almost an hour since he last saw him.

"Dunno, maybe half an hour." Tae shrugs, didn't really know as that was the least of his worries in that moment.

Jungkook groans, clutching his hair in frustration. Why was he taking so long,, what could they possibly be saying.

"Dammit." He slammed his fist down, making everyone and everything jolt.

"You Okay Kook?" Yoongi raises an eyebrow, surprised by Jungkook's sudden outburst.

"I'm just worried about Jimin, he's been gone awhile and that's never a good sign." Jungkook didn't know why he was so worried, it was stupid but he couldn't shake the feeling.

"He'll be fine, he's a big boy." Tae pats his back, not worried in the slightest.

Jungkook nods though he wasn't completely convinced, the pit of his stomach screaming at him otherwise.

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Sorry it took so long my loves-will update soon!!

Love you my psycho bunnies 🐰