PRETTY BOY // JIKOOK

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"Why did you color your hair blue... I mean it's pretty, almost reminds me of the ocean, but out of all the colors why did blue come to mind?"

After the long morning that Jimin seemed to have, sitting through classes didn't make it any better.

The thoughts of his debt and the job that he will have to endure everyday has been running through his mind, causing the blonde to become restless.
Not to mention that the conversation his friends pressed on him this morning wouldn't seem to diffuse.

Texts were rolling in as Jin and Tae both pushed for the blonde to do EVERYTHING in his power to help himself.

He would have appreciated the gesture of thoughtfulness, if it wasn't for the sexual innuendos that Taehyung pushed out every other sentence.

Jimin currently was at a table, surrounded by his friends as he silently groaned, the conversation happening beside him causing his short fuse to slowly light.
Yoongi and Hoseok has joined the three roommates, though it was obvious that the two still needed to adjust to the personality of a one Kim Taehyung.

Taehyung currently had his long fingers in Yoongi's hair, letting the silky locks intertwine, his thoughts becoming vocalized.
A twinkle settling in his eyes, completely unaware of the glare he was given.

"Tae baby... I think he's had enough." Jin warned, everyone seeming to understand the death glare the blue haired boy was giving, except for the small baby who couldn't help but be curious at the alluring color.

"Fuck off..." Yoongi calmly replied, turning his head to stare out the window, away from the gaze of the brown headed boy.

The boy who instead of sulking at the harsh comment, still held that same twinkle in his eyes as he couldn't shake the smile still drawn into his face.

Yoongi clearly noticing.

"So Jimin..." Jin started, gaining the attention of the blonde, who immediately shot a warning glare, "have you given any more thought to our conversation this morning?"

"Oh, what conversation?" Hoseok asked, suddenly intrigued.

The atmosphere turned lighter as Jin begin to grow a serpentine smile, almost in a 'I'm glad you asked' manner.

"You see..." he started, "Jimin has been having a bit of trouble, and both Tae and I, being the great friends that we are, suggested getting a Sugar Daddy, which would in turn solve all of his problems..." the dark smile turned innocent, as though what Jin was suggesting was the most pure idea given.

Hoseok couldn't help but let a smile fill his face, smirking as he turned his way towards the paling blonde.

"It's not a terrible idea ya know..." he teased Jimin, the blonde physically flinching.

Jimin couldn't help but wonder if anyone sitting at this table felt any sort of shame as all of their attention fell on him.

"That sounds like shit..." Yoongi laughs under his breath, finally joining in the conversation.

The blonde gaining a glimmer of hope as he almost jumped up out of his seat, "THANK YOU!" He shouted, scooting closer to the blue haired boy...

Who in turned grew a slight snarl and left the table, wanting nothing more than to take a long nap.

"Don't mind him, I swear he's a good guy, just an a— an acquired taste..." The red head nervously rubbed the back of his nape, watching as his roommate left.

And then there it went.

Jimin's last glimmer of hope.

The blonde slammed his head back on the table as he let out a frustrated groan, his stress only growing as his phone decided to go off, gaining back his attention.

Jimin was tempted to shut his phone off and ignore the world outside his safe bubble, the ones that hold the friends that would never judge him and the people he just met who have started to slowly break down his walls.

But all of that disappeared as he noticed the caller ID being that of work, the one that he dreaded to attend on a now daily basis...

But to his surprise, it definitely wasn't going to be like that...

"Hello?" He called out, walking from the table as he waited for an answer on the other side.

"Mr. Park, I was calling you back in regard to your request for extra hours you've been asking for..."

"Oh yes, was I able to get them?"

"Unfortunately we are booked solid with workers Monday-Thursday, so we will actually be cutting your hours slightly..." Jimin's stomach dropped at his managers words, his worst nightmare becoming vocalized.

"But when you come in on Friday we can discuss other ways for you to make more money..."

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Jimin sat on his bed, a tear sliding down his face as he threw his phone..

"Fucking sensitive bastard.." he mumbled to himself, the voice of his father still present, forcing him to scold himself, being raised not to show his emotions.

"You need to be taken care of... You deserve to be spoiled and lavished and loved. You deserve the whole world, so instead of thinking about this as a negative thing, try and gain a little optimism, yeah?" Jin's words echoing in his mind.

Everything Jimin had been working for, without the help of his parents, without the stability of a financially safe job...

Everything that Jimin has gained on his own, everything he had just sacrificed, was in tow to be taken away...

The logical side of his brain shut off, the one that reminded him of the stupidity of Jin and Tae's words...
And he gave in to the words, the advice, and the pressure, pulling Jin's laptop into his lap as he typed in the website...

Wondering why life forced him into this position.

The position of surrendering to his friends...
Getting himself a Sugar Daddy.