Yoongi detached himself from Jimin's mouth with a gasp, wiping off the drool dripping down his lips by his sleeves.
"Jimin why?!" He blurted out.
"W-Why what?"
"Why're you leading me on like this?"
Jimin stayed silent for a moment, biting his lip. "...
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"Jimin?" A voice called. A deep, raspy voice. Jimin looked up to see Yoongi standing there. Yoongi was panting as well.
Jimin straightened up, wiping his mouth with his sleeve shakily, the tears refusing to stop. As if gravitating towards comfort, he took a step near Yoongi.
He knew Yoongi. He could go home now.
A sniffle erupted from him as Yoongi quickly ran towards him, grabbing Jimin's crying face. He was worried sick, including Jimin's late night practice and their fight in the morning. And now seeing Jimin in this state made it even worse.
"Jimin, what happened? Who did this to you?!"
He asked, analyzing Jimin's swollen face, and cut lip.
"Hyung-" Jimin cried. "Take me home, please."
Jimin burst into tears, all the fights they had were so much behind. He didn't care, he knew there was someone who he could trust. He knew Yoongi would take him home, for it was his home as well.
Yoongi pulled Jimin into his chest, wrapping his one hand around his shoulders and the other on his head as Jimin cried like anything, his small hands wrapping around the older's waist as tightly as they could. Wanting some kind of familiarity. Yoongi's scent was familiar...he was safe.
The older looked at his front to see two high schoolers looking at them.
"Are you the one I talked to?" Yoongi asked, rubbing Jimin's back in the process whose sobs became louder.
Both of them nodded, if it wasn't for this hideous situation, they would have squeaked and taken photos with the two celebrities.
Yoongi smiled faintly.
"Thank you. I don't know how to thank you."
They smiled at Yoongi.
"Take care." The girl said.
"You too, thanks again," Yoongi said, wanting to do something for the couple for taking care of Jimin but he was too caught up in the boy crying against him.
The couple turned around, walking away when Yoongi called them.
"Please don't spread the news. Please?" He asked.
"Of course, sure. Just take care of him."
"Hey, would you like...mind saving your numbers in my phone?" Yoongi asked, gesturing them to come near. He took out his phone from his pocket, another still wrapped around Jimin. "Just If I need you for some help or something. And just in general so that I can thank you later properly."
Both of the highschoolers looked shocked. Min fucking Yoongi asking for their phone number? They had to ask some questions, like if they wouldn't by any chance get into trouble or something. But seeing Jimin still crying like anything, they felt like they should hurry up. "Uh...sure." They agreed, putting their numbers in Yoongi's phone.
"Thank you so much." He said, remembering their faces. The couple smiled lastly before hopping back in their car and driving away.
Yoongi focused on Jimin now, cupping his face and making the younger face him, wiping his tears by his thumb.
"You're safe. I'm here now." He hushed.
"I-I thought you won't come." Jimin whimpered.
"How could I not?" He said, wiping Jimin's tears again.
"Baby, come here." He whispered before hugging Jimin again. "Let's go home, alright."
Jimin nodded his head, walking towards the car Yoongi had come from. They sat there before driving back home.
As they reached home, Taehyung was still sitting in the living room and made a horrified look as he scanned Jimin, jumping from the couch and running towards him.
"What-what happened to you?"
"I- don't wanna talk," Jimin mumbled.
Taehyung looked at Yoongi and he just shook his head, telling Taehyung to not ask Jimin anything.
"Jimin- Jimin?" Jin exclaimed, running towards him. "What happened-"
"Hey, hey, hey..." Yoongi interrupted, if they kept asking this to Jimin, the memories would come back. "I think we can do this tomorrow. He needs rest."
Yoongi gave them a look saying that he'll explain later before taking Jimin to his room.
Jimin didn't have the strength to do anything so he just plopped on the bed, ready to sleep but Yoongi handed him a water bottle to drink up.
The older brushed back his hair, he wanted to know what had happened but he knew Jimin couldn't talk about it, at least not right now.
"Sleep. You're safe now."
Jimin grabbed Yoongi's wrist, doe eyes looking up at the older but he couldn't form a sentence. He just wanted someone near him, he wanted to feel safe. They had fought in the morning so badly how could he tell Yoongi to stay?
"Are you still mad at me?" Jimin asked.
Yoongi sighed, looking at Jimin for a good minute before getting into the blankets along with him and drawing him closer by his waist.
He lightly touched Jimin's swollen cheek, a sudden urge of ripping the person's limbs apart crawling into his mind. Jimin hissed at the touch.
"You shouldn't have gone their alone, it's dangerous for you. It's dangerous for all of us to move around like that. Take someone along with you."
"I'm sorry," Jimin mumbled, rubbing his eyes. "I was just...angry at you."
Yoongi looked down, biting his lip.
"It's all my fault, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said those things to you. This all wouldn't have happened-"
"It wasn't your fault, Hyung. It wasn't your fault to expect a little bit of comfort from me. I wish I would have been there for you just like you're here right now."
Yoongi pressed his lips against the younger's forehead. Everything seemed so silly when he looked at Jimin's bruised face. He tucked Jimin's head under his chin, pressing him against him and into the warmth of blankets like a soft toy.
"We can talk about it tomorrow. You should rest."
"You won't leave, will you?" Jimin asked, looking up at the rapper with doe eyes. "Don't leave tonight."
Yoongi cooed internally, wanting to pepper Jimin with so many kisses but he restrained himself.
"I won't leave." Yoongi promised. "Never."
And just like that, everything started feeling a little right.
