"What did you want to talk about, honeybun?" Jungkook asked as he sipped his banana milk while his eyes were fixed on Jimin's shaking form. "Why are you even shaking? It's not like I'm going to beat you or something. And if you want a favour, just ask me. I will do anything for my honeybun." He continued with a encouraging smile.

Jimin looked up, gulping when he met his boyfriend's eyes. "W-we talked about marriage earlier right?" Jungkook nodded. "A-and we both had mutual feelings about it right?" Jungkook nodded again. "I-I want my parents approval for tha-"

"They are homophobic, honey." Jungkook softly said, caressing his small lover's hair. "What is it?" He asked and Jimin burst into tears making Jungkook panic.

Jungkook quickly pulled his lover for a hug, tapping his back gently to calm him down. "It's okay, Jimin-ah. I'm here for you. Please don't cry." He whispered. "Please honeybun. I'll cry if you don't stop crying." He continued and Jimin sobbed, shaking his head.

"Y-you know how the-"

"Yes I do. I know how they sent you to a camp to 'cure' you. For 3 whole years before they accepted that you weren't gay. But you were still gay. Fell for me. And kept our relationship a secret from them. I do know, Jimin." Jungkook kissed his head. "What do you want me to do?" He asked. "Should I ask my mom to talk to your parents? Or should I talk to you?" Jungkook lifted Jimin's head by his chin, staring into his eyes. "I will do anything for you, Jimin. Just tell me." Jungkook said smiling assuringly.

Jimin sniffed before sighing. "T-they will never accept me. They will disown me. You can't talk them out of it. And I don't want to embarrass mom. My parents will act rude for sure!" He said.

"Fine. Tell me. What solution do you have? I know you have one." Jungkook raised his eyebrow, waiting for Jimin to speak.

Jimin hesitated to speak. He took a deep breath. "I-I w-want you to dress up a-as a w-woman and they will a-accept you." He gulped, staring at Jungkook's chest instead of his face. He was too scared to see his reaction.

"What?"

"I-I want you to cr-cross dress as a girl. And my parents will believe you are a girl. They will accept our marriage. We can get married and live happily ever after."

Jungkook burst out laughing making Jimin flinch. "Are you serious Jimin? You want me to dress up as a girl so that your parents would accept me? Did you forget about all the problems we have to face because of that lie? We have to keep lying again and again! What name would you put in the marriage certificate?! What if they saw my gender somewhere? Or find my social media? Or my friends stupidly say that I am a man? And for your information, I don't have boobs and vagina. I have dick."

"I-I know, Jungkook. We can tell them Jungkook is a unisex name. And not show other details. I already talked with your friends. And M-mom also. Mom was worried at first but eventually accepted the idea in order to get us married." Jimin stumbled with his words, more tears forming in his eyes. "W-we can lie for a good reason."

Jungkook stared at him in shock. "Y-you already talked with them?!" He asked in disbelief and Jimin nodded. "No, J-"

"I love you, Jungkook. I thought you said you would do anything for me!"

"Anything but tha-"

"Please Jungkook! I-I n-need my parents acceptance." Jimin mumbled.

"They are fucking homophobic, Jimin!! I don't even understand why you care about their opinion!! They believe bullshit, talk bullshit!!" Jungkook grunted angrily, kicking the coffee table.

Jimin flinched when the things on the table fell to the floor, the glass tumbler shattering. "J-Jungkook please calm down." Jimin begged, standing up. "They are my parents, Jungkook." He said.

"PARENTS?! FUCKING PARENTS MY ASS!! THEY FORCED YOU TO CHANGE YOUR SEXUALITY, TORTURED YOU, BLACKMAILED YOU AND YOU STILL FUCKING WANT THEIR APPROVAL!! ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE JIMIN?!" Jungkook shouted. Jimin started crying as he shook his head.

"T-they are my parents, J-jungkook." He sobbed.

"I need some time to think. Leave."

Jimin nodded, slowly walking out of their apartment.

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Jungkook sighed as he got up. It was 12. He walked out to pick Jimin up, thinking he went to their friend's house. But when he pulled the door open, he saw the short man curled into himself as he laid on the floor.

"Fuck." Jungkook cursed as he picked his boyfriend up, carrying him inside their home. "I'm so sorry honeybun." He whispered as he placed him on their bed, pulling the bedsheets over him.

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The next day Jimin woke up, stretching his hands and legs. "Hmm Jungkookie." He mumbled, slowly getting up.

As his vision cleared, he saw the back of a girl? "What?" He mumbled grabbing his glasses from the night stand. The girl's black hair bobbed as she turned around. Jimin stared at 'her' for a whole minute before crawling towards 'her'.

Jimin cupped 'her' cheeks, immediately his hands getting coated wet with foundation. "You put eye shadow on your lashes and under your eyes." Jimin burst into laughter once he realised who it was.

"Fucking stop laughing. I will punch my fist up your ass." His deep growl made Jimin laugh more.

"My Jungkookie is such a cute girly!" He said, standing up from the bed and observing his attire. "Damn JK. You look hot in skirts." Jimin whistled which made Jungkook pinch his waist. Jimin yelped before straddling him.

"S-so you are okay with dressing up as a girl for my parents?" Jimin asked.

"I'm dressed up as a girl for you. Not for your evil parents." Jungkook corrected. Jimin broke into a big smile, kissing his boyfriend all over his face.

"Thank you so much baby." He whispered. "And please don't put makeup yourself. Call me and I will prepare you." Jimin said and Jungkook rolled his eyes. "We have to fix this wig. And then get you fake boobs." He hummed to himself.

Jungkook stared at him in disbelief. "I regret this already."

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"Considering the fact that you are the bottom in our relationship, you should be the one wearing this shit. Not me." Jungkook said, a visible frown adorning his blushy face. "And what's with all this makeup? I look handsome without it!!" He continued.

Jimin sighed and chose to ignore his boyfriend's rant. He fixed the black wig atop his head, making sure it wouldn't fall off.

"Oh. Now you are ignoring me." Jungkook huffed.

"I think all the makeup and cross dressing made you a stubborn teenage girl." Jimin hummed, patting his boyfriend's cheeks who glared at him. "I'm sorry for making you do this, Kookie. And thank you so much for doing this." The short man pulled his boyfriend for a hug, only to be pushed away.

"I get it. Homophobic parents." Jungkook mumbled.

He fixed the red skirt and his fake boobs. "I don't mind cross dressing. But you should be the one doing that." He continued making Jimin giggle and shake his head.

"Ah you look so fucking hot in this mini skirt and lovely top. I could fuck you ri-"

"Stop right there. We all know you are the bottom." Jungkook cut him off and the other only giggled again.

Jungkook was sad. Not about cross dressing but about Jimin. The man can't disobey his parents even if they are homophobic and forced him to go to a religious camp.

"I love you Jimin honey." He suddenly said.

"Oh. I love you too, Kookie." Jimin giggled.

The door bell of their apartment rang, followed by knocking.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

"T-they a-are h-here K-kookie." Jimin mumbled.

"Don't be scared or nervous. I'm here for you. And if this wig falls or my fake boobs falls or my skirt flies up and they see my dick, I will take responsibility and talk to them." Jungkook reassured and Jimin gave him a look, as if he was about to cry.

Jungkook chuckled, pushing him out to open the door and greet his evil parents.

"Good luck."

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I kinda took down a few chapters cause they were too mature and stuff...

Also I know the status of this book is completed but whenever I get ideas, I just write them here and publish it Lol.

This is like my zone of comfort- I can write whatever and never feel uncomfortable or insecure about it so yeah!!

Part 2 will be out soon💙✨

Love you sweethearts!!💙💙