smile!! [yugbam]

exhibit 04

the room was decorated like some sort of cozy, but inexpensive home. there wasn't much to the room: a couch, a kitchen, a dining table with two chairs, and a two paintings on a wall. but somehow it felt comforting. a relaxing little place.

on the dining table was a polaroid, a box of bandaids, and an empty bowl with chopsticks.

one of the paintings were the picture of the polaroid, a boy holding a bowl in his hands with cute little colored bandaids stuck all over his arms, but red bolder letters of "DO IT. DO IT. DO IT." we're written all over the painting.

the other painting was 'journal entry 4'.

the date: 940603

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it's been weeks since the last time bambam saw yugyeom. the school isn't that big for bambam to be looking around 24/7 and still yet to even see one second of him pass by the hallways.

he started to get really worried. almost to a point where he wanted to panic.

something inside bambam told him to go to the bridge. and check to see if he is there one last time. he's been checking every day, but he's never returned. and the anxiety is killing bambam. he doesn't want yugyeom to get hurt at all. he doesn't want him to feel any more pain. because when bambam sees him in pain, it pains him just as much.

the anxiety was rising up so much in his body, he couldn't concentrate any more and decided to ditch the rest of school to go back to the bridge.

he ran as fast as he could to the location, heart practically beating out of his chest. he doesn't know why he feels this much for a stranger that doesn't even feel the need to even say one word to him, but he cared about yugyeom's well being a lot. he sees all his potential, but it's a shame that everyone seems to pin him as some bad guy. he just can't put together how everyone hates him when he's creating things that's given bambam the most inspiration he's ever felt in his entire lifespan.

bambam tries to catch his breath as he reaches the bridge. huffing, he looks down at the highway to see if he could see a tall figure anywhere around.

"oh my god..." bambam's knees felt so weak, they felt they were about to collapse on the spot. tears were already streaming down his face as he started to shiver in fear and pain.

yugyeom was lying on the dirt ground, rocks and grass slowing getting stained red.

bambam tried to gasp for air as he concentrated so hard to move his legs correctly to get down to yugyeom's body. he didn't want to trip or cause any commotion around.

he just wanted to help yugyeom out. and hopefully be ok.

he shut his eyes tightly, trying to come up with ways to heal him better. too many possibilities were running through his mind.

he finally reached where yugyeom was laying and crouched down to his knees, grabbing a hold of yugyeom's head to see where the blood was oozing out from. yugyeom's eyes were closed, making his long pretty eyelashes pop out on his eye bags. bambam gently placed a touch on yugyeom's cheek. yugyeom winced in response to the feeling. there were many deep scratches on his arms and legs. the biggest one though was on the back of his head. a giant slice has been cut through his hair. bambam placed yugyeom's head against his shoulder and hugged the unconscious body dearly.

he must be hurting so much.

bambam noticed the blue cotton cloth he wanted to give yugyeom the last time he saw him was tied around his wrists nicely. bambam blinked a few times at the sight of it in his possession. "you actually kept it..?" bambam wanted to cry right then and there but he kept it in. "stay here... i'm going to call an ambulance somehow. we need to get you healed up and-"