Everyone was now given the day off while the police talked to their manager. Jimin barely spoke on the ride to the mall, but no one forced him to speak.

"Do you think we'll get a new manager?" Taehyung asked as they got out of the van. "I hope so." Namjoon sighed, and they followed the other members inside.

They spent the rest of the day in the mall, mostly window shopping with their strict expenses but it was really a good day. Jungkook was happy and smiling again, and Jimin was fine as well. He even caught Yoongi giggling and cuddling up with Jin a few times. He was happy Yoongi was happy.

Jimin had actually forgotten about their manager, and how fucked up people could be sometimes. He felt good, and comfortable around his members. He wondered if maybe he should tell them about his condition, but he was also just so worried of their reactions.

Later on the night, the members gathered in the living room to watch a movie together. Hoseok had made popcorn and Jin was in charge of drinks. Yoongi recommended some with a small amount of alcohol in it, considering the situation, but Jin was strictly against the idea. "I don't care if you guys drink, it's fine." Jungkook gave his input, knowing he was the only reason they weren't going through with the idea. "No, it isn't fine. Plus, Jimin and Taehyung-ah still have one more year. And you have a few more months and a year until you're an adult-" "Legally, anyway. I'm obviously not going to drink any, hyung, but you guys can so go ahead." Jungkook cut off Jin, leaning back against the small couch. Namjoon cautiously placed his hand in Jungkook's hair and played with random strands once he saw Jungkook was fine with it.

"No, we won't do that until everyone is old enough. Clear?" Jin was clearly sensitive about the topic, it was shown on his red cheeks from being frustrated. "And that goes for stuff past alcohol, like buying certain things, and-" "Consent." Jimin slouched back between Yoongi's legs, resting his head on his right thigh as he watched the previews on the small TV before the movie started. The other members awkwardly allowed the silence to settle in the air.

Yoongi broke it. "As you lean back on my thigh." He laughed, and when Jimin spun around Hoseok, Yoongi, Namjoon and Jungkook laughed. "I'm-" "It's fine Jiminie, I was just playing around." Yoongi smiled at how worried Jimin looked. He knew he was about to apologize. "Oh, okay." Jimin giggled and went back to his original position.

After Jin handed everyone their drinks he turned the light out, and they all cuddled comfortably together to watch the movie. Yoongi's heart was racing the entire movie, and each time Jimin moved even the slightest, his heart leaped in his chest. He didn't know why- well, he did, but, he didn't want to admit why.

Jungkook was away with his parents for two days, celebrating his graduation from high school. It was eight o'clock, Jimin was asleep and Taehyung and Jin were getting prepared for it. Yoongi had been cooking in the kitchen for the past hour, which was very odd. Hoseok noticed.

"Do you think something's wrong with Yoongi hyung?" Hoseok asked Namjoon, as they both glanced at Yoongi. He was waiting for the microwave to go off, his hands were clenching into fists and when he released them, he stretched out his fingers like he was stressing out. "I don't know...maybe?" Namjoon mumbled quietly. Yoongi was spacing out, staring at a cabinet while biting on his bottom lip a little. "He's being weird." Hoseok chuckled, obviously joking. "Yeah, just a bit." Namjoon smiled and went back to his phone.

The second the microwave went off Yoongi instantly jumped up for it. "Hungry?" Jin smirked and gently hit Yoongi's shoulder. "Oh, no." Yoongi grabbed the noodles and set them down on the stove, careful not to spill any hot water. "I'm not really hungry, I was just cooking so we wouldn't have to tomorrow..." He explained, grumbling out a tiny "I guess" in the end.

"Are you okay?" Jin asked as he brushed his hair out of his eyes. Yoongi closed his eyes and hummed, and he turned away. Jin's eyes fell to Yoongi's right hand, that was gripping the corner of the counter tightly. "You sure?" He asked, leaning back to look at Yoongi. "Yeah, hyung." Yoongi gave him a smile and grabbed a strainer from under the sink. "Alright, good night."

There was a loud thud that caused Hoseok and Namjoon to shoot up from sleep. Namjoon squinted in the dark, his eyes barely adjusted. "What was that?" Namjoon grumbled out, stretching. "I don't know." Hoseok's voice was deep and groggy, and his hair was messily draped over his forehead. Namjoon scanned the room, remembering Jimin had his own room. He noticed Yoongi was gone.

"Did Yoongi hyung come to bed?" Hoseok asked as he stood up. "I think so...?" Namjoon stood up as well and exited the room, Taehyung and Jin still deep in sleep.

He noticed the bathroom light was on so he knocked on the door. At first his throat didn't want to communicate with how tired he was, but he eventually got out a couple of words. "Yoongi hyung, is that you? Are you okay?" He asked, knocking on the door. It was silent. An uneasy feeling swirled in Namjoon's stomach.

It felt like something was wrong.

"Jimin?" He asked, knocking again. Hoseok rubbed his eyes and reached for the doorknob. "Whoever it is we're coming in if you don't answer." He grabbed ahold of the door knob.

Silence. Not just any silence, a dead silence.

Hoseok opened the door and his heart dropped in his chest.

"Oh shit, hyung!" Namjoon immediately rushed inside and got on his knees, his brown eyes turning frantic. "Oh-" His eyes landed on a razor blade, and when he turned his head to look at Yoongi's face, his forearms were covered in thin slices, dark red blood flowing out like water. Yoongi's eyes were closed, there were dried tear stains on his cheeks and his hands were cold to the touch. Immediately after grabbing his hand, Namjoon sprang up.

"Pick him up, we have to take him to a hospital! Now!" He flung open the medicine cabinet and grabbed the cotton balls and hydrogen peroxide. Hoseok was, at first, frozen with the fear of blood but he followed his leader's words and rushed to the main bedroom.

"Hoseok?" Jin was sitting up, ruffling his hair as he had just woken up. "Have to go, Yoongi's hurt." Hoseok grabbed a hoodie and his shoes, and quickly returned to the bathroom. Jin's heart skipped a beat and he followed.

"I don't think he's been out long, but he needs more than what we can give right now." Namjoon had set the bloody razor blade in the sink, and was attempting to stop the blood on Yoongi's arm. "Shit, you don't think he did this to himself, do you?" Hoseok asked as tears formed in his eyes. Namjoon lifted Yoongi so Hoseok rushed to help. "Of course he did, cuts like these don't just happen! We don't have time to be upset, you need to be able to drive." Namjoon looked in Hoseok's eyes, reassuring him.

"You're right," Hoseok swallowed the lump in his throat. "I've got him, he'll be okay." He carried Yoongi in his arms, his body completely limp, creating a difficult battle against gravity. "Oh my God." Jin covered his mouth at the sight and at first he thought he was still dreaming. "He's going to be okay hyung, Hoseok hyung has him and I'm going with. If anyone asks..." Namjoon bit his lip and opened the front door for Hoseok.

"We'll just message you, okay? Stay with your phone."