Jimin's POV

Exhausted. The only thing Jimin can describe himself to be as he saunters through the empty streets alone, his feet barely lifting themselves off the stoney, uneven ground as he walks towards his apartment complex inhaling the eerie air of the chilly night.

His puffy eyes enable him to see minimally as he strolls towards the familiar hallway. He stops. Jimin peels back his tired lids eyeing the crouched, slender figure of a male with his back attached to the other's door.

The familiar blonde hair of the boy seems to be tangled in several places as if their strands have been severely tampered with. With eyes as sore as those that have not slept, Taehyung looks up at his stepbrother barely lifting himself off the ground as he stands lifelessly.

"Taehyung?" Jimin says as he looks at the younger's state. Silent, the other remains silent not answering as he glances up at the older, paleness overwhelming his soft features. "I-I didn't know where to go" Taehyung mumbles, Jimin's expression morphs into confusion as he raises a brow "something happened, something's happening."

"Taehyung what are you saying?" Jimin speaks softly, clearly alarmed by the other's position, he opens up his door allowing him to walk in as an awkward atmosphere surrounds them. "It's y/n, I think she- I think she saw it all" he stutters, Jimin can only remain quiet as he continues to attempt to understand the other.

"Saw what Taehyung?" He replies gripping onto the boy's shoulders to steady him as Taehyung gives him a frightened look almost collapsing on the spot. His eyes sparkle, a coat of water engulfing his orbs ready to drown everything if they weren't held back by the dams of Jimin's comforting stare.

"You don't like me very much, and you might hate me even more after this" he warns, Jimin grows more agitated and weary as the younger opens his mouth again.

"She saw her mother hang herself Jimin, she's seen it" Jimin's brows cross in fury "that's not possible" he booms furiously, his hands gripping the other's shoulders even tighter.

"Hyung" Taehyung calls as Jimin releases him and clenches his fists "don't call me that" he seethes whilst turning "why?, why is it that you hate me so much, why is it you're not willing to listen?" the younger yells at his back. "What have I done to you?"

Taehyung latches onto Jimin's wrist, tears brimming at the edge of his tired eyes as he turns him around to hear what explanation the elder has, instead he's caught by surprise. Seeing the expression on Jimin's face sends him gulping.

Not the usual anger, something different lies in those frightful eyes Jimin looks at Taehyung with. A deeper meaning, something hidden in them that's hard to decipher.

At least to Taehyung it is.

"Just leave me" he says, Jimin's voice wavers as those words leave his mouth, Taehyung's wet eyes glisten underneath the fluorescent light as his eyebrows crease forming an unsatisfied frown.

"I won't" the younger shouts gripping on his wrist "Taehyung!" The other shouts loudly as his palms furiously push him against the wall. And for some reason, for the most absurd reason, Taehyung swears that a spark rises up from the pit of his stomach.

And when Jimin's eyes finally meet his the man gulps breathing heavily as his fears close in on him. Close, he's so close to Taehyung that he can feel the body heat emanating from his skin.

He's so close that he can hear the younger's frightened pants as his eyes soften, Jimin releases the other loosening his tight hold as his hands lay at the other's sides. And when he looks up he can't refrain himself any longer as his comforting lips meet Taehyung's.

Slightly confused Taehyung widens his eyes at the contact. Did jimin always have feelings for him? The older male feels a pang of guilt overwhelming his senses as he abruptly retracts, quickly grabbing his jacket he runs out leaving the younger a confused mess.

And the author smiles at her audience wearily, wondering, waiting to see their response.