BTS: Yandere Horror |1|

Jimin: Naughty

Warning: Explicit and slightly mature themes
Read at your own risk!

You stretched your arms above your head as breeze chilled your skin. You turn around and acknowledge the little heads that seem to be staring up at you in awe.

"Right!" You announce and clap your hands twice, the children perk up and smile eagerly. "Get into the pool and give me 3 laps as warm up!" Suddenly, there was a small chaotic transition as the children jump into the pool and splash around, trying to impress their instructor. You smile triumphantly and think and reminisce of the children, who had trained a long way. There was a shout, and splashing as a mini competition between students develops.

"(Y/n)!" A voice bellowed from behind you. You turn your head to see a figure making his way towards you. You smile and wave at the man and he chuckled lightly.

"Oppa!" You call to him and sit down at the ledge of the pool, feeling the small waves of turbulence hitting you gently by the thighs. "New trunks?"

"Of course. They were on sale." He padded towards you and stood looming over your small body.

It was always the abs that made you blush instantly. His chocolate abs that stuck out, even when he wasn't trying. He was muscular and lean, his biceps bulging whenever he decided to run a few laps in the pool. He too was another swimming instructor at the same pool and he was technically the only person who talked to you. The rest didn't like you, for you possessed a too soft and gentle personality.

You didn't mind. You thought of yourself as waves, building up before splashing gently onto the shore of a white, hot beach. However, Jimin also saw more of than just your wave personality. He liked your carefree gentleness.

"I also got a new swim set too!" You gestures to your body pink and white bikini and Jimin giggled lightly before turning away, his face full of red.

"Nice..." He tried to say but you were distracted by the children.

"Okay! Now give me 10 light bobs!"  There were multiple tired groans and the children do it. You turn to Jimin and gesture for him to go. "I'll talk to you later, okay? I have to teach a lesson." You try to deliver as softly as possible but Jimin still felt sad.

"Okay..." He pouted and turns on his heels. You felt extremely bad and cupped some water and splashed it into his face. He immediately shrieks and gasps loudly. "Cold! Cold! Cold!"

"I told you, I'll chill with you later, don't need to look so sad. It makes me sad too..."

"Hmph." He grunts and walks away, blush evident on his cheeks. You look at him as his frame gets smaller, thoughts wondering too unknown areas before wet hands grabbed at yours.

"Teacher! Teacher! What are we doing today?" The children laugh and try to pull you into the water. You laugh.

"Well, let's see..."

...

The hot water fell onto your tense shoulders and you exhaled deeply. You reach for the soap bar on the ledge and scrub your back, lavishing its smoothness and flower fragrance. You think about your stressful life when suddenly a sound comes from the lockers. It's a creak and a thud of an object falling.

You freeze and turn off the tap, eyes wide with fright.

"Hello?" You experiment. There's no sound.

With an eyebrow raised, you turn on the tap again and quickly finished showering. You wrapped a towel around your naked body and stepped out the stall cautiously. Your eyes darted everywhere, searching for signs of life, but the women's locker room was empty and quiet. You padded quietly to your locker and check the time on your phone. It was eight o'clock, the recreation center was closed for the night. No one should have been here, unless you were staff-

CREEEEK

"Hello?" You're voice broke again and you reach into your locker and rummage through your items to find your clothes. It took you a few seconds before you realize they weren't there. You swore under your breath and pulled out everything, desperation tainting your usual calm features and a whimper escapes under your breath. Please please please please...

"Looking for these?" A deep voice crept to your ears and you froze. Goosebumps traveling up your spine and blossoming. Eyes wide, you grip your towel around your body tighter and turn to face a man.

It was Jimin. In his hands he held a bundle of clothes. Your clothes. There was a strange look in his eyes and you searched deeper, trying to pry out his feelings and his irrational behavior.

"Jimin..." You say slowly as you realized the noises made in the building were made by him. "May i have the-"

"No." He licked his lips and let go of one corner of the folded dress he had in his arm. Suddenly, he reaches behind his back and took out a small object. It was ... a lighter.

"No..." You stood horrified and was about to make a dash towards him when he lit the lighter.

"Not a step further." He smirked at you and shook his head. "You've been a bad girl." He lit the clothes on fire and you screamed.

He threw them in the adjacent shower stall, and turned on the tap, the water exntinguishing the fire on the cloth as he stared at your eyes, they also lost hope as the only remains of the wearable clothing was a black charred mess.

"Why?" You whispered and stepped back. He stepped forward and placed a hand to his chin, as if in thought.

"Well, let's say you have teased me too much. Especially what has happened today." He locked his gaze onto yours before slowly taking steps towards your frame. You shivered from the cold of the room and took another step backwards.

"w-w-wwhat do you want?" You said. He chuckled lightly and once your back hits the cold stone wall behind you, he leans in close and places a cold hand onto your bare shoulder.

"You are going to be mine." He says and licks his lips with pleasure before groaning at the sight of your pathetic form. He lowers his hand to the area with towel and you shied away, a glare fixated on your features. He returns the glare and leans close, his lips brushing your jaw and leaving a kiss.

"I don't get it. What have I done?" You spat and attempt to escape your compromised position. He grabs your soaking wet hair as you leave your place and pulls you back.

"Girls like you are too naive." He slams you hard against the wall and you wince in pain. He pins you there and grabs at the towel. You scream out and try to resist, he immediately places a hand on your mouth, muffling your scream.

"You don't understand. You don't understand how naughty you've been. Everyday working in that bikini?" He leans in and closes his eyes. You whimper our unexpectantly and try to escape his grip on you while holding your towel. "You don't understand the pain you have caused me."

He threw you onto the floor, and rummages his hands into his pocket. You took the opportunity to run out and scramble out the door, caring not if you were only in a towel or not.

"HELP ME PLEASE SOMEBODY!" The halls of the centre were semi-lit and even if the Janitor heard you, it was already too late. You were tackled by a heavy weight behind you and before you knew it, the towel slid off your body and far away from you. You were pushed into your belly and tears streamed down your eyes. You already knew who it was.

"Jimin stop!" You shriek out as your try to cover yourself. He straddled your waste before climbing on top of you. You sob harder as he wrench your hands behind your back and pinch them together with handcuffs.

"WHYYYYY?!" You wail and struggle to push him off. He was too strong.

What happened with the nice and shy Jimin who did swimming lessons with you? Was this his true self? Why were you so oblivious.

He leaned in close to your ear, breathing on it and causing your hairs on your neck to stand up. "Because naughty girls need to be punished." He whispered and stands up to drag you away by your feet back to the locker room.