"Did your father do that to you?" Yoongi asked when he landed eyes on, Jimin.

He nodded his head slowly with a blushed face. "What the fuck?" He asked angry. This was exactly what his mother was going through.

Mental and physical abuse and Yoongi felt like he couldn't do shit about it. He felt so helpless and that was the worst feeling. Seeing someone you love struggle without being able to help.

"He saw the video," he whispered sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Video? What video?" He asked sitting next to him.

"The one of me in the cafeteria where I confessed that I was gay. I'm surprised you haven't seen it. It's gotten pretty popular in social media."

"I can't believe those assholes posted it. Never mind of course I believe they did. I haven't seen it because I've decided to stay away from social media. It's a piece of shit once everyone starts spreading toxic rumors."

"We live in a toxic world with toxic people."

"Yeah, we do. I'm sorry he beat you." He quietly said rubbing his thumb against his chin.

"It's not your fault."

"I just wish I could...fuck. I wish I could keep you in my pocket and protect you against the world. I want to protect you from everyone. I just wish I could..." he cleared his throat in a mixture of anger and sadness.

"I wish I could do that for you too."

Yoongi laughed, "Please, I can protect myself."

"I want to protect you from your father. He hurts you by hurting your mother."

Yoongi thought about this weekend and how it fucking sucked to be in that situation. So, he cleared his throat once more and looked down at his lap.

"Yeah, I guess you can say my mother is a slave of her own sadness. She's the only one that can stop the abuse, but she's too vulnerable and scared. It's so sad to know that she truly believes that's love."

"I didn't mean to remind you of that. Or to upset you." He said quietly.

Yoongi looked up with a smile. "It's okay. It's my reality. What else did he do besides beating you? Did he ground you? Threaten to move you out of town?"

"He took me to a bar. A bar with women and-and-"

"Please tell me he didn't take you to a prostitute?"

He nodded and Yoongi sighed throwing his head back. He couldn't wrap his mind around what was said.

How in the fuck were some parents that fucked up? Why would you have children if you weren't going to care for them or accept them they were they are?

"What happened there? Did they do something to you?"

"At-at first yes. She tried-tried to arouse me and-and-"

"Why didn't you try to stop her?"

"I don't know. I couldn't. I don't know how to speak up for myself." He admitted ashamed.

"Jimin, you don't have to let things happen if you don't want them to." He said.

"I know. But, you know, then I met another girl. She's just like Nayeon and she made me realize that life is beautiful either way. No matter how much shit you go through and all the pain it'll be worth it. Good people exist out there. Not everyone is wicked."

"Let's do it." Yoongi said. "What?" He replied confused looking in his direction. Yoongi reached over to grab his hand and looked into his eyes.

"Let's do it. What your note said."

A sudden flashback of the note he wrote Yoongi came to mind. He didn't think he had read it because at the time they were fighting.

"I-I wasn't thinking when I wrote that. We can't run away—"

"Why not? What's stopping us? I can't sit here and watch my mother get beaten, I can't sit here and watch you get beaten. It might sound selfish of me, but I can't bare this anymore. This is a shit town full of shit people aside from a few. We've already taken our final exams. We technically don't have to attend our graduation ceremony. Why can't we go?"

At first Jimin wanted to say it was a crazy idea. Then he realized that he was the one who had suggested it either way.

He smiled and nodded enthusiastically. He hadn't felt so excited or so happy about something in so long. It was a divine feeling.

Yoongi cupped his face in his hands and pecked his lips softly. "I love you." He effortlessly said.

Because loving Jimin was effortless and heavenly.

•••

"Don't read it until after graduation." Jimin said handing Nayeon the note.

"What is it? My curiosity is bad." She grinned.

"It's a surprise." He giggled.

She kept smiling until he pulled her in for the sweetest hug. There was something oddly different about it.

She held him back and closed her eyes savoring the moment. She knew then this was a goodbye hug.

But, she didn't say a word to ruin it. She kept it to herself as her heart slowly sunk. She knew the day would come she just wasn't ready for it.

"I love you. Thank you for everything you've done for me. I'm glad you exist. I'm glad I met you." He said kissing the top of her head.

She gulped down the knot on her throat and nodded, "I love you too. So much."

"I'll let you get to class. I still have to run by my locker." He said pulling away. He gave her a last kiss on her forehead and walked away.

She looked down at her shoes and attempted to distract herself by looking at the different colors. The note was held tightly in her hand.

"Hi," Namjoon said coming up behind her.

"Hi," she replied with tears falling from her eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

"My feet."

"Cool. Can I also look?"

She nodded her head and he chuckled looking down. When he saw the wet spots on the ground he bent over to her height to see her face.

"Oh no, you're crying. What's the matter?"

She finally looked up and laughed wiping her tears. "It's nothing. I'm okay. I really am. I'm just a bit emotional. It's bittersweet."

"Are you sure? Do you want some food? I packed snacks to eat during class, but you can't have them if you want."

"No. I'm okay thank you. Every time I see you I'm either having a mental breakdown or I'm crying. I promise there's more to me than just tears. I'm not that pathetic."

"Crying is a sign of strength. I don't find your feelings or you pathetic. You're allowed to feel that. Don't forget that you're human too."

"You always know what to say."

"I'm just trying to remind you that you are perfect the way you are. You don't have to be a soft breeze because you were born to be a badass storm. You have fire within you. I see it in your eyes."

She abruptly wrapped her hands around his abdomen and rested her head under his chest. Namjoon was startled at first, but then held her back and he could've sworn that his heart was complete now.

•••

"Whats this for?" Taehyung smiled taking the small plastic bag filled with dumplings inside.

"I made them for you." Jimin grinned.

"Wow, thank you. I'm definitely going to run much faster now." He told getting one out and taking a bite.

"I sure do hope so."

"They're so good!" He said with a mouthful.

Jimin laughed a bit shy at the compliment. "Thank you."

"No problem. You're a great cook."

"I don't mean it just because of that. Thank you for being my only source of light when no one else was. You were my first friend and you opened your arms to me when everyone saw me as a freak. You have no idea how much you help me. Your act of kindness made me believe that I was put on this earth for a reason and that I am worth it. You always make me feel like I am worth it and for that I love you in ways I could never describe. Some people are going through a really tough time, but with people like you it makes it a little easier. I still keep my word until this day. The world needs more of you. I don't know what I did to deserve you being in my life, but I must've done something right for you to cross my path."

Taehyung smiled and wrapped his arms around him. "Fuck, I didn't expect to get that sweet speech. I love you too. I'm always going to be your friend no matter what. I'm going to be here for you, always. No matter where life takes us or the paths we pick we will be friends for life."

They hugged for a few minutes until Taehyung's watch beeped. "Sorry, I have a timer going on."

"It's fine. Sorry for interrupting your practice."

"I mean I got dumplings, a good speech and a great hug, no need to apologize. Please, interrupt me more often."

"Of course, I'll see you around, Taehyung." He grinned waving bye.

"Bye, Jimin. Keep being you. Thank you once again!" He said starting to jog with the bag at hand.

He jogged back to the track field where Jungkook was resting against the fence. "About time. Ooh, I want some!"

"Fine. You can have one because I like you." Taehyung said offering him the bag.

Jungkook started eating and it wasn't until he was finished that he looked at him. "Do you still think about her?" He wondered.

He'd been wondering for a while now, just didn't know how to ask. Taehyung looked at him and nodded.

"Of course I do. I love her. But, I think I'm slowly making progress. Healing takes time. I don't dream of her coming back because I know she won't. I'm letting go slowly."

"One day you're going to laugh and smile and you're going to forget that she ever left scars." Jungkook said.

Taehyung couldn't help to smile then. Jungkook made him feel like things were going to be okay.

"Jungkook, you under estimate your value."

"Why do you say that?" He chuckled a bit confused.

"You think you're a star, but you're the whole fucking universe."

Jungkook looked down at his shoes his face turning bright red. Taehyung stepped closer until they were touching shoulders.

Euphoria.

That was the only way to describe what they felt at that moment.

•••

"What's wrong with you?" Hoseok asked jumping in the bed beside, Jin.

"Nothing. Leave me alone."

"Why're you so snappy with me all the time?"

"I'm not snappy!" He snapped back.

"Yes, you are. You're like angry at me and angry at the world."

Jin bit his tongue and took a deep breath. His face was red of anger and he wanted to say so much, but couldn't.

Why did one always struggle to talk when you needed to say everything?

"See. You're angry."

"I'm just..."

"Just what? Talk to me. I'm your friend."

Jin sighed and turned his head to face him. "I'm just angry at myself, at the world, at everything. I feel so many things that I don't understand and that makes me so angry."

"Sometimes you can't understand everything you feel. You will get it one day. Be patient with yourself. Allow yourself to feel whatever it is you do. Sometimes I feel lost myself."

"I'm scared. What if I do something that messes up everything?" He asked.

Hoseok reached over and grabbed his hand. "Imagine how fucking beautiful it would be if you risk it and it works out."

Jin smiled and his heart skipped a beat at the touch of his hand. He wished he were brave enough to pull him in closer and kiss his lips.

And tell him, "I don't fucking know what I'm doing or what I feel. I'm so lost, but you make me feel like you're my way out."

Of course he couldn't because Hoseok didn't know of his feelings yet. Or maybe he did and that's why he said to risk it all.

Either way Jin would wait for him. Because sometimes love meant waiting for each other while the other is lost.