yoongi went upstairs to his bedroom, locked it. he walked slowly to his bed, jumping on it, front faced down.

he felt like shit, he felt like this planet wont leave him alone with loads of shit that keeps crashing down on him.

he just found his dog earlier, his lost dog, yeah, dead beside this abandoned road. looks like someone crashed into his dog then dragged it to the side of the road.

yoongi felt so mad but so damn hurt. oh yeah and turns out, that his parents were actually alive, but his family members told him otherwise because they didnt want him to get hurt(not exactly, they fucking toxic) knowing that his parents doesnt want anything to do with yoongi. said they didnt want to call him 'their' child.

yoongi found out about this when he overheard his cousins coversation with his father, yoongi was at the front door, right before yoongi was about to sort things out with his family members about throwing him away. the best part is, his own cousin even said,

"ew, im so glad his parents actually agreed on leaving him"

"i know, hes very useless. i wouldnt even call him a family member of mine, his existence disgusts me."  the father of his cousin said,

"like the whole family actually planned to tell him that his parents died so he could be depressed on his own, lmao im sorry for him! not!" at that moment, yoongi could only hear them laughing.

the cruel, awful lies they told, kept repeating in his head, only god would know how it fucking hurts to be him.

hoseok, his best friend. died. a long time ago, a few years back. they were so close, yoongi was still happy at the time. he would always smile when hoseok was beside him, sharing laughs and such. since hoseok died, everything came crashing down, everything happened. everything of this happened. yoongi never smiled again, he never felt the same.

he cried, so hard, the room was filled with choking muffles on his pillow, he was crying as hard as he could. he doesnt have anybody, even jimin doesnt reply to him anymore. he just, wants someone. he desperately does.

his cries were slowing down, catching his breath. he calmed down. he wiped the tears that were smeared on his face, looked at how wet the pillow was. salty with tears.

it was just then he could hear someone shouting, yelling for help. but he couldnt tell where it was coming from. yoongi stood up and went downstairs, he could still hear the shouting. yoongi went outside of his house, he still hears it, and right to his suprise, the sound was coming from the abandoned house not that far from his place.

yoongi hesitated, it was dark, the house really did look like an abandoned house. the wooden floor looked like it could break in just one step, but yoongi felt really curious. he went to the front door and turned the doorknob.

"ynnnhgi, heLPHH"

"what the fuck?"

there was a blonde guy with messy hair, eyes blindfolded, mouth stuck open with a piece of clothe in between his lips, that was tied as well behind his head, arms tied behind his back, his knees on the floor. it was when yoongi saw a timer beside the man, he ran to the man without even thinking twice

"what the fuck what the fuck the fuckshit,? who did this!?" yoongi asked panicking, untie-ing the man free from bottom to top

"ohmygod helpme" yoongi finally frees the man and drags him to the front door, they both ran as fast as they could,

the timer hit and the bomb exploded, it wasnt big but it was sure enough to destroy a body right next to it. the house catched on fire, the neighbors were shocked and immediately did what was appropriate.

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yoongi brought the male back to his house. they sat outside, very silent, after what happened, it was really extreme

"so uhm, how did you get into that mess?" yoongi asked, taking out one of his cigs, lighting it up

the male immediately grips the cig in between his index and middle finger, throwing it into the trash nearby

"hey, i was about to-" the male placed his index finger onto yoongis lips,

"its bad for you," the male simply replied, shooting a look to him

"and thanks for, uhm, saving my life? you see i have no idea how i got there, yesterday i was going to this house to reply to someone's letter but then the second thing i knew i was hit from behind and i forgot what happened afterwards" the male explained; yoongi furrowing his eyebrows at the sentence 'going to this house to reply to someone's letter'

"are you, jimin?"

"yeah, why? how did you know my name?" the male exclaimed, shocked

"dont you recognize this house?"

the male looked around, the male gasps when he finally spotted the famous place where he would find the letters he would always reply to,

"y- youre yoongi?" jimin looks at yoongi from top to bottom

"you- youre handsome in person!" jimin wheezed,

"what- boi calm thyself, im not, im ugly" yoongi confessed, not proud of his appearance.

"no, you really are" the two went silent

after their little chat, yoongi offered jimin to buy ice cream and jimin was the one who was completely excited

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after buying jimin a royal caramel supreme(doesnt exists but i can imagine, yum), they sat at a random bench at the park

yoongi sneakily eye-ing jimin, who was so invested with ice cream, he was an ultimate child. yoongi admired how cute he was

"uhm, yoongi? you can stop staring at me now" jimin voiced, causing yoongi to automatically look at objects behind jimin, denying that he was actually staring at him

"and yoongi?"

yoongi hummed.

"promise you wont do anything stupid?" jimin, turning his body at yoongis direction, trying to make eye contact

yoongi hummed again.

"dont leave me, yeah?"

yoongi didnt hum this time.

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so uhm, how is dis story going so far