lost flowers

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"Yoongi hyung, what are you doing here?" Taehyung asked his pianist friend, who confusedly observed my figure next to Taehyung. He sighed and finally spoke up. "I came here to play a little bit and met-" He started speaking, but was cut off by another man that came towards us from their improvised bathroom. The man seemed slightly older than Taehyung and Yoongi, very handsome. "Jin hyung." Taehyung spoke, making me pull on his sleeve to calm him down. "Aren't you supposed to be at a mental hospital?" The man, Jin, spoke as he observed our bags and my whole figure with his eyes. "We ran away. I knew I would find you here so I came to ask a favour from you." Taehyung spoke as he gritted his teeth, his fists slightly clenching. "A favour from me? Taehyung-ah, are you okay?" Jin asked, surprised by Mouse's words. "Will you help me or not?" Taehyung spoke, the feeling of harshness overtaking his voice as he spoke in an accent. "Okay, I'll help you, what do you need?" He spoke, his vibe of kindness showing through his words and personality. "I need the keys to our car." Taehyung explained, making me look into his face, slightly confused at his favour. "I need to pick up some of my stuff too, if it's still here." He added with a blank expression on his face.

"Yeah, they're here." Jin looked confused for a brief second, pointing to a dusty couch that had one of Taehyung's bags on it. Taehyung nodded and began walking to a couch quickly, clearly not wanting to spend a lot of time here. "Who are you?" Yoongi turned his attention to me, speaking to me in an informal matter. Taehyung's head flinched towards us, slightly worried after seeing me get nervous. "I'm d-dahyun. I know Taehyung from the hospital." I nervously spoke. "You just know him or is it something more? I doubt you'd run away with him if he was just an acquaintance -" He intelligently spoke in a slightly colder tone. "Knock it off, hyung." Taehyung spoke up, walking over to us with another bag that was almost the same size as his brown one. Yoongi glanced at Taehyung, mellow frustration present on his face. "Why do you need a car, Taehyung-ah? You can barely drive it." Jin spoke, scratching the back of his neck. "That's our car. We all have some rights to it, and looking at it from here, it doesn't seem anyone cared enough to take care of it." He answered and pointed towards the broken window to the back of the building where the black pick up truck was. Jin looked down and sighed, making Yoongi turn around to take a look at the car too.

"We're gonna sleep in the car until we find something better, okay dahyun?" Taehyung whispered to me and placed a kiss onto my forehead, slightly worried about the whole situation. I nodded in reassurance, desperately wanting to make him more relaxed. Taehyung grabbed my hand once he took the keys from an old wooden shelf and picked up his bag. He started walking fast, but Jin stopped him. "Are you just going to leave like that?" Jin asked, making Taehyung slightly stiffen. He turned towards him, the tension between them slightly raising. "Well I can't stay anywhere for too long - I'm on the run." He explained and squeezed my hand tighter. "But you're safe here, Taehyung-ah." Jin tried to reason with him, only making Taehyung more uneasy. "I don't think I am, hyung." He answered back, looking directly into him. Jin began talking and as much as I tried to focus on his words, my attention was switched to Yoongi, who began talking directly to me. "I remember you." He whispered to me, making me turn my attention towards him away from Taehyung and Jin who were talking to each other in a agitated manner. "Really?" I asked in a quite timid tone, waiting for an explanation. "At the hospital. You know Jimin and Hoseok?" He calmly asked, making me immediately nod. "And now you clearly know Taehyung." He pointed towards him, making me glance at Mouse's blank stare to Jin as they spoke. I nodded and waited for Yoongi to speak again. "I'm glad you let him know you. I heard how you used to act." He spoke, putting a yellow lollipop in his mouth. It immediately made my thoughts travel back to remember how their friend, Namjoon, also had the exact same lollipop in his mouth when he visited Mouse. What's with their thing about lollipops? Is there some kind of a meaning behind it? "It's not that I actually changed my act. It's still a part of my condition." I explained, making Yoongi immediately question me. "Bipolar disorder? Anger issues?" He analyzed me, making me look down to my feet. "Yeah." I spoke and nodded. Yoongi nodded in an understanding tone. I started thinking about whether I even should be speaking to Yoongi right now. Maybe it wasn't right to Taehyung to speak to people that hurt him so bad.