what an awful start
"Shut up, tae!"
he rolled his eyes with a sneer plastered on his face, he walked closer to me.
"Make me! Exactly, you cant! Fucking midget!"
he bucked forward, causing my natural instincts to step back.
"Stop cursing, kim taehyung!"
jin yelled toward taehyung, all the members were lined up at the wall, trying to avoid our fight.
"And im not short! I'm 5'5! That is NOT short!"
"yes it is... and you can sit the fuck down if you want this!"
He beckoned towards the food on the table.
"C'mon, tae! she can eat it if she wants to!"
jimin adds.
"Shut up jimin! she so fucking fat, if we ate her she would feed us for years!"
Gasps spread around the room like wildfire, a tear trickling down the side of my face. My fingers ball into a tight fist.
"armani..."
Jimin calls, he shakes his head 'no'.
"Not worth it."
"wanna see if it is?"
Their faces stir with confusion, I smirk when my face turns back to taehyung. Pushing him, making him fall back to the hard wooden floor, I stand above him.
"Fucking midget!"
I repeat his words before walking off, everyone looking towards my way, completely shocked.
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me and taehyung never really liked each other and it wasn't well hidden. other than that me and the rest of the members have a great relationship.
Whats also not well hidden is the members attraction towards me, i never really minded but sometimes they can be a little perverted. from wanting to be my roommate to wanting me to sit on their laps.
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"Fuck..."
tae mumbles under his breath, standing off the floor and rubbing his back. he walks to his room and slams the door, the sound of the computer starting up echoes.
"I'm done with their crap! they are so dramatic!"
namjoon throws his hands in the air, going to sit down at the table so he can eat his lunch.
"this is like the 20th time they fought this week! ITS MONDAY!"
hoseok adds in frustration, he rubs his temples before taking a big bite of his Gimbap's. the others join the two at the table, jimin shakes his head in disapproval.
"Thats messed up, though."
"what? their daily fights?"
yoongi ask.
"No, he called her fucking fat! people on twitter are saying, now he said it! now she might think its actually true!"
"I know."
namjoon nods.
"that can be fucking tramutizing!"
"language."
jin nudges jimin's shoulder.
"sorry, hyung."
he wipes his face, assuming to be wiping off stress.
"its just.... i dont know why he cant just face the facts that she is a part of this group! she.... i...."
he fills his mouth with the korean cuisine, he drops his chopsticks to his plate in frustration.
"im going to talk her."
he says, standing from his spot and brushing his hands on his thighs, riding them of crumbs.
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after finding me and having a long talk, he leaves me to myself.
walking to the room taehyung and namjoon share, to talk taehyung.
"taehyung?"
"what?"
he asked, his eyes trained to his computer.
"i need to talk to you."
he walked his bed thats positioned behind his computer chair, he rolled his eyes and continued playing.
"im serious, tae!"
he pauses the game and turns around.
"what?!"
"listen, i know you dont like the idea of armani! but she is in this group!"
"okay.... i dont fucking care!"
he leans back in his chair.
"language, taehyung."
"dont give me the language shit, jimin! the camera's arent even on! i know you dont like that rule either, its not even a rule by bang pd! its from jin! suga curses all the time!"
"i- just listen to me! stop being such a pain in the ass! calling someone obese or fat is not fucking good! did you know what that did to me?! huh?! that is not funny!"
jimins booming voice is heard throughout the house, its terrifying when jimin yells.
"did you not get the fucking memo?! DID YOU THINK I WAS PLAYING DEAD WHEN I PASSED OUT?! DONT FUCKING PICK ON PEOPLE ABOUT THEIR WEIGHT! ESPECIALLY NOT ARMANI! SHE ALREADY LOST A LOT OF WEIGHT TO GET THIS JOB!"
taehyung scans jimins face, his anger is all too noticeable.
"THERE IS A DIFFERENCE, TAEHYUNG! YOU..... YOU WERE BORN WITH THAT BODY, YOU WORKED OUT YOUR WHOLE LIFE! AND THEN THERES HER..... AND ME! BULLIED! BULLIED INTO GETTING THIS BODY! BULLIED INTO THESE FACES! BULLIED UNTIL WE LOOK ACCEPTABLE, TAEHYUNG!"
as he yells, his throat hurts, holding back tears that had been waiting to released.
with those words jimin leaves the room with a slam of the door, past the rest of the members and to the backyard. slamming the sliding door.
sitting by the poolside tears slide down his face, looking at his self in the reflection of water. he wipes the tears away when he sees another reflection in the water.
"sorry..."
he hears a soft voice from behind, its obvious that i was crying.
"for what?"
he ask still looking at the water, i join him and put my feet in the water.
"being in this group, joining it... i shouldnt even have tried."
i say, a tear hits the water, sending ripples through the water. his eyebrows raise, looking at me on his right.
"what? no, you make this group great! you..... you know we all love you to be in this group! even if tae doesnt show it!"
i move my feet around in the water, looking up at him.
he smiles at me, his cheeks were stained of tears.
"are you okay?"
i ask him, he lifts his hand, trying to rub the stains away.
"y- yeah."
"jimin......"
he sighs.
"ptsd...... stuff like that gives me ptsd."
"see... thats why im sorry! i should just leave this group, its just ripping yall apart!"
he widens his eyes.
"no!"
he holds my hand.
"please, we love you in this group!"
i nod, is this true?
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