Boy Meets Evil

"Hey Yoongi" Jin woke the younger up before going to college. "Yoongi, don't you have class at 9:30?"

"Holy shit, yes." Yoongi cursed and got up from the cushion. "By the way I'm sorry that I slept here, it was very late yesterday night and they closed the residence." He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.

He knew Jin for two years now thanks to Jimin but he never got close to him. Actually, he never socialises with anyone. Jimin and Namjoon were only exceptions.

"Is..is Jimin alright?" Jin asked in a low voice so that the blond haired guy doesn't hear him.

"Oh? Uhm..y-yeah..he acts like this just because of the shock..I guess." He lied.

"I see." The black haired guy smiled. "Well, I have to go. I let your breakfast on the table." He said and closed the door after him.

He left a heavy sigh and went to check on his best friend in his room. "Jimin? Are you awake?"

"Y-yoongi hyung." He heard a voice calling him.

The older entered the room and found the younger crying quietly on the bed. "Jimin?" He frowned and approached his friend. "Why are you crying dude?"

"This!" He shouted, pointing at a poster on the wall right in front of the bed. "H-he's scary! H-he kept watching me all the night!" He cried.

So it's not Jimin..

"What? Taeyang?!" Yoongi chuckled. "I thought you liked him."

"No! Dun like him." He pouted.

"Well..Jimin does." Yoongi said, thinking about how much the younger can be the craziest fanboy.

"Who is Jimin?" The younger asked confusingly.

"Well.." Yoongi sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "I don't know how to explain it but..he's you."

"What are you saying hyung? You're funny!" The blond haired burst out laughing.

"I was not trying to be f-" he stopped when Jimin kept laughing like a little kid. Cute.

"So Jimi- I mean Chimchim." He cleared his throat. "Let's go eat breakfast." The blue haired said before heading to the kitchen.

"What are we going to e- OH PANCAAAKES!!" he widened his eyes when he spotted a plate full of pancakes. "I LOVE PANCAKES!"

"Jimin too." Yoongi mumbled with a smile. "Want some honey on it?"

"Nuu! Dun like honey!" The younger pouted. "I want Nutella!"

"What?" Yoongi frowned. "They don't have Nutella here."

"But I want it!!"

"There is only honey Chimchim, okay? No Nutella."

"Hyuung!" The younger sat on the floor and started crying. "I WANT NUTELLAA!!"

"The fuck? Why are you fucking crying now?!" Yoongi was angry. One of the things he couldn't tolerate the most was children's annoying cries.

"F-fuck? What does it mean hyung?"

"Shit! Nothing! Okay? I'll go buy you that Nutella."

"What's shit hyung?" The younger asked innocently.

"Something that looks exactly like you." The older mumbled before slamming the door.

~

When he came back, he almost slipped because of the milk which was spreading on the floor. "THE HELL?!" He shouted.

He found Jimin..or Chimchim, wiping the floor with a towel. "I-I wanted some mulk hyung and..it fell." He started crying.

"This kid.." Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Get up first and go change your shirt." He helped him stand up and started cleaning the floor. "Where are you Jimin.." he mumbled.

After breakfast, Yoongi went to check Jimin's class schedules. "Thanks god he doesn't have any exams or any important shit." He mumbled.

He went to the living room and put some cartoons on the television for the younger. "Look Chimchim, I have classes now so I should leave you alone here, okay?"

"Oh? But you'll come back, right?" The younger looked at him sadly. "Dun like staying alone."

"Y-yeah don't worry I'll come back right when I'll finish." Yoongi ruffled his hair. "Be kind and don't touch anything." He said before closing the door.

Why does weird shit always happen to only me?

~

"Jimin didn't come today?" Namjoon asked his best friend.

"No, he's still tired from yesterday. You know the shock and stuff.." he lied and wondered why he was lying for him.

"Yeah, must've been hard on him." The younger sighed. "Well, I'll see you later. I have to meet Jin hyung at the park in five minutes."

"Jin hyung huh?" Yoongi smirked. "Is that what you wrote him yesterday?" Namjoon nodded. "I'm kinda nervous to meet him but anyways! See ya!" He smiled widely and left running like a clumsy giraffe.

"Uhm Yoongi hyung?" The blue haired male turned to find a shy orange haired smiling to him.

"Ah, yeah Hoseok, right?"

"Yeah, have you seen Jimin?" The younger asked.

"Uhm he didn't come to class today. He's still feeling unwell." He lied, once again.

"Oh, then I'll go visit him after classes." Hoseok smiled.

"Uh, no need!" Yoongi internally cursed himself for acting weirdly. "I-I mean he's still affected by the events so he doesn't want to talk to anyone."

"I see.." Hoseok said, sadly.

"By the way..thank you." Yoongi said.

"For?"

"For saving him and calling me."

"Ah!" Hoseok smiled widely. "It's the least thing I can do for my Jiminie~!"

My Jiminie?

"He's a cute little mochi, so of course I won't let him get hurt."

"Y-yeah." Yoongi said, staring at the orange haired guy suspiciously.

~

While watching a SpongeBob episode, Chimchim started to feel very dizzy. "M-my heaad!" He shouted but no one was at home. "I-it huurts! Y-yoongi hyuung!" He started sobbing and after long moments of waiting for someone to open the door, he fainted.

After thirty minutes, he finally woke up. Jimin woke up.

"Shit, my head hurts a loot!" He frowned, both his hands on each side of his head. "I need Ibuprofen." He mumbled before standing up. "Cartoons?" He raised an eyebrow when he saw the television. "Jin hyung, are you here?"

He went to the kitchen to take a pill then he stopped. "I don't remember putting this shirt on." He said, looking at a small mickey shirt he decided not to wear anymore after people laughed at him at college. "What is going on?" He asked himself. "How many hours I slept? Why can't I remember anything?"

Dozens of questions were on his mind. "D-did it happen again?" He mumbled, his heart beating very fast. He didn't want it to happen again. The thing that scared him the most might actually be happening to him..once again..after ten years.

"Jin hyung? Yoongi hyung?" He called and sighed when he understood that no one was at home. "Wait, what time is it?" He went to check his phone. 10:20am

"HOLY SHIT! MY MEMORY PSYCHOLOGY CLASS! I MISSED MY CLASS!" he widened his eyes and kept running from his bedroom to the bathroom. He quickly put on some pants, a random shirt, he brushed his teeth and left the loft.

~

"Hyung! Hyung!" Jimin ran to catch his best friend in the corridors of the faculty.

"The fuck are you doing here?!" Yoongi whispered shouted. "Go back home!"

"Why?!" Jimin widened his eyes. "I missed a class! I don't wanna miss all my classes today!"

"Wait, Jimin? Is that you?!"

"Well yeah, it's me..obviously." the younger rolled his eyes.

"About time dude!" Yoongi left a deep sigh. "Where did you go and left me with that kid?"

"Kid? Who?"

"Don't tell me you don't remember what happened last night."

"Uhm, no.." Jimin bit his lip. "Nothing at all."

Yoongi sighed. "Well it was an 8 years old kid called Chimchim. I can't believe it's actually a name." Yoongi shook his head.

"I don't remember the doctor mentioning a kid." Jimin mumbled, trying to remember some things.

"Well, you really need to go see that doctor so that he explains the things better cuz t-that's crazy. And by the way, what are you doing in the music faculty? Did you forget that you are a psychology student?"

"Well..for that.." the blond haired blushed. "For him." He mumbled, pointing at a handsome and tall black haired guy. He looked younger than Jimin and Yoongi but way bigger than both of them. He was wearing a plain white shirt, black ripped pants and black timberlands. He was also surrounded by girls, sending them his most charming smiles.

"Jeon Jungkook." Jimin sighed. "One of the most popular guys in the university." He sighed again. "I'm dying."

"You're still not over that fuckboy?" Yoongi rolled his eyes, disgusted by Jimin's hypnotized face.

"Who can forget such a sexy guy like him?"

"Well, I don't even care about his existence to he honest." Yoongi said. "I don't know what you like about him. He just plays with everyone, boys and girls. He doesn't care about anyone's feelings."

"But he has such an amazing voice." Jimin smiled, not taking his eyes off the younger. "And such a damn sexy body."

"Well yours t-" Yoongi stopped before he regrets what he says. "Anyways I gotta go. I have a piano practice. And you too should go back to your faculty. Staring at Jeon won't help you graduate." He said, pushing Jimin to the main door. "Go, you idiot."

~

It was finally Saturday and all students were preparing for the most awaited party of the year.

"I'm not going." Jimin said.

"Whyy? It's the biggest party! Plus you didn't go last year so you should try now." Jin said.

The older was ready for the night. He was wearing a light pink shirt and beige pants. He styled his black hair and put on his favorite perfume, or actually Namjoon's favorite one. Jimin thought that he was looking like those rich and handsome chaebols, just irresistible.

"I'm not like you hyung." The younger pouted. "You're handsome and tall and smart and everyone loves you. But I have nothing. Maybe just my abs but nothing else. And no one knows me."

"Oh, god what are you saying Jimin?" Jin raised an eyebrow and sat in front of him at the kitchen table. "You don't know that you are the cutest guy I have ever seen? Who can resist those pink cheeks? And that fluffy blond hair? And this eye-smile? And you?" He smiled. "You're beautiful Jimin. Plus you don't have to care about your appearance. You just think about having fun."

"Yeah, says the one who spent three hours choosing an outfit and two more hours in front of the mirror." Jimin rolled his eyes.

"Anyways you're coming. Yoongi, Hoseok and Namjoon will be there too."

~

Jin somehow managed to convince Jimin. The younger wore jeans and a simple light blue shirt.

Yoongi was busy being the center of the party. Everyone was enjoying his music, there was no more place in the dance floor.

"Hey Jiminie!" Hoseok hugged the younger. "Good to see you healthy again."

"Y-yeah." Jimin smiled back. "I like what you're wearing." He said, pointing at his old school outfit.

"Aw thanks Jiminie!" The older blushed. "You'll come to tomorrow's practice, right?"

"Yeah of course."

Jimin and Hoseok were learning hiphop and contemporary dance in the same academy. This is how they became friends in a very short time.

The younger envied the older for always keeping a smile and always being cheerful.

Hoseok's phone ringed.

"Jiminie, I have to answer this call. It's my noona. Stay here, okay?" He ruffles his hair and left the gym.

"Look who's heere~!" A bunch of guys from the Sports Faculty approached him.

"Hey Suho." Jimin faked a smile.

"Aw my little baby remembered my name. Oh, yeah! Cuz you see me everyday! Or else, you see my punches everyday! Haha!" He and his crew burst out laughing.

Jimin bit his lower lip and clenched his fists.

This was the only thing he kept a secret from his best friend.

He didn't tell him that he was bullied everyday at college. He didn't tell him that his stomach was bruised everywhere.

"You look so lost here Jiminie. Parties are not your thing, right?" Suho pouted. "Well, let me get things less boring for you." He approached him and lifted his chin.

"Don't touch me." The younger mumbled coldly.

"Aw you're so cute when you're angry."

"Suho."

"I love it when you say my name Jiminie. But let me see how it will sound when you'll scream it non-stop later." He whispered, touching Jimin's arms and neck.

"I said don't touch me!" Jimin tried to fight him but the older was stronger.

"You can't fucking res- ah!" Suho shouted when Jimin suddenly kicked his crotch and ran away.

"PARK JIMIN!"

Jimin was breathing heavily inside of one of the bathroom stalls.

After a while, he felt dizzy, things were turning around him. He started seeing things unclearly and then he only saw white, he fainted.

~

"Yoongi hyung, did you see Jiminie?" Hoseok asked the older. "I went to take a call but when I came back he disappeared."

"I don't know, there are many people here, I couldn't see him." The young DJ said.

"Oh, look who's back! Come here you son of a-AAH!" Suho screamed when Jimin pushed him on the floor and kicked his legs strongly. "Hello Suho! It's nice to finally see your ugly face." Jimin smirked and kicked his legs again.

"The fuck?!" Suho widened his eyes. "Stop him!" He ordered his guys.

Both tall guys tried to stop Jimin but he didn't hesitate to punch one of them and kick the other's legs. The three guys were surprised by his unexpected reflex. "TAFFAK?!" Suho shouted.

"You didn't expect me to lose to your minions, right?" The blond asked, pointing mockingly at Suho's guys, Kai and Sehun.

"Get him!!" Suho shouted.

Jimin smirked again and avoided the guy's punches.

"What's going on here?" Yoongi, who let the music on came.

He widened his eyes when he saw Jimin fighting like he did it during his whole life. "J-jimin?"

He gulped when he saw the look on his eyes. It was different. His small eyes were looking darker than ever.

"I swear to god if anyone of you touches this body one more time, I'll make sure to castrate those dicks of yours." Jimin said, sending death glares to the three men on the floor.

"Wow!" Hoseok was clapping his hands with a surprised face. "Is that our Jiminie?!"

"I don't know..but wow.." Yoongi mumbled, his eyes still wide. "J-jimin?"

The younger finally turned to face him and raised an eyebrow. "Ouh, heyy pretty boii!" He smirked as he approached the blue haired male. "Didn't know we had such a hottie in here." He bit his lower lip, staring at the older from head to toe.

He wasn't wrong because Yoongi looked hella fine. He was wearing black leather pants, a dark grey t-shirt, a really cool necklace and his blue hair was styled in a very sexy way. And to finish that, he was putting a black eye-liner. Totally sexy.

"Come here boii!" He said, grabbing Yoongi by the arms and heading outside the gym.

"Ya! Ya! Jimin let me go!"

"I can't my dear." Jimin smirked.

"J-jimin is that you? Or Chimchim? No way, it can't be him." Yoongi shook his head, confused.

"Jimin? Chimchim? What ridiculous names!" The blond chuckled. "Seriously who names their son like this?"

"Then..who are you?"

"Me?" Jimin smirked and ran his fingers through his blond hair. "I..am..Christian. The one and only." He said with his most seductive smile.