Wednesday 4th September - 9 days till doomsday

The next day, Jimin was the first to wake up. It was about 6 am and his head still felt heavy with sleep.

He went to the bathroom and started as he saw his reflection in the dirty mirror: his blonde hair was poking up, corkscrewed in every direction; his eyes were underlined by dark shadows and his lips were dry and cracked.

4 days had changed him an awful lot - mentally and physically.

He washed up quickly, using water to flatten his hair, and went back out to see that no one else was awake yet, so decided to see if he could get them all some breakfast.

Borrowing Jungkook's black face mask and Yoongi's black hoodie, he hoped no one would recognise him as he left the hotel.

The streets were dimly lit up by lamps, but the sun was yet to rise, which added to his dark disguise.

He struggled to find any places that were open, because many shop owners had gone to visit their families for the last few days, but after about 15 minutes, he found a small mall, in which, the only open shops were Starbucks and some kind of muffin place.

Just then he felt a hand on his shoulder and spun around in shock to see Yoongi wearing a red scarf over his nose.

"What are you doing out here you idiot?" The older boy growled softly. "You're Korea's most wanted guy right now!"

"B...breakfast..." Jimin stuttered, still in shock from the hand. "I was going to get... breakfast..."

"Wait here - don't let anyone see your face. I will get it okay?"

"Yoongs - where are your crutches?" He asked, looking down at the boy's injured foot.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. I will use them if it starts to hurt again ok? Now go."

Jimin was touched by Yoongi's concern, but also a little intimidated by his tone, so nodded his head slowly and watched the boy disappear into the Starbucks.

There were quite a few more people around now, and the mall was getting noisy as the clothes shops began to open their doors as well as others.

"Oh my god... are you Park Jimin?" A woman gasped, running up to him. "YOU ARE!"

He panicked, backing away and making sure the mask was over his face securely.

"N..No Miss - You're mistaken."

Another man ran over at the woman's shout and began to call others. Soon, there was a small crowd around the terrified boy.

"Call the police!" "Should we grab him?" "I think we should turn him in!" "GET HIM!" "I am scared..." "Don't let him escape!"

Jimin tried to back away, but he was surrounded by at least 20 people now. His hands started to shake and his eyes watered, blurring his vision like he was trying to censor the faces of his attackers.

He was starving. He was weak. He was afraid. He was trapped.

There was nowhere to run now.

Suddenly, without warning, thousands of explosions took place in his brain at once - this was too much.

His vision went black and his head slammed against the hard, dirty floor as he passed out from a mixture of weakness, stress, fear and hunger.

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Meanwhile, Yoongi stood at the Starbucks counter, tapping his foot. How could Jimin be so careless as to come out alone? It was lucky he had tailed him or he would be in trouble for sure right now.

He thanked the woman at the till as she handed him the bag with coffees and sandwiches in - not the most nutritious breakfast once again, but it would have to do for now. His main mission was to make sure Jimin ate, and food was food.

He paid the money and left the shop, stopping as he saw a crowd near one of the benches. He went to take a look.

About 20-30 people were gathered round a boy who was lying on the ground. They were recording, taking pictures and calling people on their phones. The boy was wearing a black face mask and matching hoodie, with worn out jeans and had a fluffy mop of bright, platinum blonde hair.

Jiminie...

"Oh shoot..." He cursed, throwing his bag on the ground, causing the brown coffee to spill all over the floor.

He pushed his way through the crowd until he got to the front. Jimin's face was pale, and it was clear he had passed out and hit his head hard, as there was a small pool of blood staining his hair. Yoongi couldn't help but think that was similar to the way he had looked when Hoseok hit him with the car.

He knelt down beside the boy and scooped him up, making sure to support his head as he lifted him up.

"I will take him to the station hospital." He lied to the crowd, and they parted like the red sea to let him through.

Despite the fact he was carrying another man, he still managed to maintain a rapid pace as he ran towards the hotel. Poor Jiminie was so light he barely affected him. However, his ankle was beginning to twinge with pain.

"I'm sorry Jiminie..." He told him as he ran. "This is all my fault..."

If he had never hacked into NASA...

If he had never changed the author name...

If he had just used the frikking green cross code when crossing the road that night...

Jiminie would still be safe.

He ran up to the room and fumbled with the handle to let himself in, but it was locked.

"Open up!" He whispered as loud as he could. "For fricks sake open the hell up - it's Yoongi!"

The door clicked open and Jungkook's eyes widened as he saw the blood all over Yoongi's clothes and Jimin's hair.

They laid the unconscious boy down on the bed as Hoseok roused from his sleep on the couch.

"What happened?" Jungkook asked, shocked.

Yoongi found an old shirt no one wanted to wear anymore and tore it into strips as he explained what he knew.

Gently lifting Jimin's head, he wiped his hair clean of blood and carefully wrapped the injury with the torn t-shirt.

He heard a faint groan emit from Jimin's mouth, but the boy didn't rouse fully. His eyes were still shut, with small grains of sleep still sprinkled over his dark brown eyelashes.

"He hasn't eaten enough either..." Yoongi sighed. "Jungkookie - would you mind going out and grabbing something for everyone to eat? I dropped the stuff in the panic earlier."

Jungkook growled.

"I hope you appreciate how lucky you are to have me." He complained, grabbing his coat and leaving quickly.

Hoseok sat beside Jimin as Yoongi went to wash his hands of blood, and clean up. The poor boy was whimpering in his semi-conscious state.

"Jiminie?" Hoseok whispered quietly. "Jiminie? Come on buddy wake up now."

He gently shook his shoulders and saw the boy's eyes flicker open slowly. It was obvious he was still weak and confused, as he barely reacted at all when Hobi began flooding him with questions.

"Y...Yoongi." Jimin whispered. "I want Yoongi..."

Hoseok leaned back and bit his lip, overwhelmingly jealous as the older boy came out of the bathroom with a towel around his neck.

"Jiminie Dongsaeng! You're awake you rascal!" He smiled, coming over and sitting on the other side of the bed. "How do you feel?"

"Better..." Jimin mumbled, turning his head towards him. "I'm sorry Hyung... I didn't mean to-"

"Shh." Yoongi instructed. "You rest. Jungkookie is bringing back some food, so make sure you have enough strength to eat it all up ok?"

He nodded and laid back on the pillow.

Hoseok was beyond jealous... Jimin had only know Yoongi for days! He had lived with him for years! Why was he suddenly being so ignored?

Just then, Jungkook came back with two full shopping bags. One with four cups of semi-warm coffee, and the other full of food.

Yoongi sat Jimin up carefully and took one of the cups of rice.

"Open up Mister." He ordered, and Jimin weakly opened his mouth a few centimetres so Yoongi could feed him.  He chewed really slowly, like he was thinking deeply as he ate.

Yoongi didn't stop until Jimin had eaten the whole cup of sticky rice and drunk all his coffee.

"Better?" He asked, leaning over to wipe the boy's mouth with a tissue.

"Mmm." Jimin confirmed. "Thank you Hyungnim."

The others ate fast, as If they hadn't had access to food for days. Yoongi couldn't help noticing how Hoseok kept throwing him angry glances... had he done something bad to him? Apart from put them in this whole situation, obviously, but Hobi didn't know that fact - did he?

He tried his best to ignore the brown haired boy and focused his attention on Jimin, but the stares turned from annoyed, to angry, to "I am going to punch you in the nose".

So guess what Yoongi did?

...

Yep - he stared straight back at him, crossing his eyes and sticking out his tongue. Hoseok's expression changed from one of "I am going to punch you in the nose" to "I am seriously concerned... Is this boy drunk?"

Yoongi was interrupted from his staring by a hand waving in front of his face.

"Y...Yoongi?" Jungkook asked, biting back his laughter. "A...Are you good, hyung?"

He snapped out of it and bit his lip.

"I did do that in my head didn't I?" He asked Jungkook.

"Nope. We all saw." Jimin cried, tearing up with laughter. He couldn't hold it back anymore and laughs echoed around the room. Even Hoseok, who was still violently confused, let out a soft chuckle.

That was a face none of the three ever wanted to have to see again...

"Hey... guys - check this out," Jungkook interrupted, shoving something across the table. 

"Guess you just can't escape fame Jiminie!" Yoongi teased...

Authors note and Quiz
Hey there guys! Hope you are enjoying! Please don't forget to vote if you enjoyed! Hehe - I definitely enjoyed myself on photo editor and... beware - many more Park Jimin photo edits to come ;) I enjoyed myself way too much and made about 10!

Oh well!
Love yourself!!!!!
V-Crazy

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