Yoonmin Oneshots

When Time Stopped

"Happy eighteenth birthday Jimin," he whispered to himself. While everyone his age are celebrating knowing that they will find their soulmate, here is Jimin, locked in his room since eight years ago when his mother died.

His father blamed him for not stopping her when she escaped in the toxic household. Jimin learned to accept that his mother left him to go somewhere she doesn't have to get hurt. She wanted to leave and Jimin should stay to pay for her death. It's the only thing that kept him alive.

He curled up by the overflowing bathtub and closed his eyes.

He still sees her smile. He still feels her motherly love. He still taste the food she cooks when it's his birthday and she still hears her saying, "I'm sorry this is all I can prepare for you on your birthday. You know how your father can be."

He wished he spent more time appreciating that moment. That moment where they still lived in their cozy home where things seemed more fine. Where he could pretend because now, all he can do is accept his sad fate.

Accept. Maybe it's the wrong word. All he can do is force the harsh reality onto himself.

~♡~

Yoongi has been trying to find his soulmate for years now. And he feels like shit everyday for some reason. He can feel that something is wrong with his soulmate. "Yoongi hyung, you will actually burn the board with your stare if you don't stop that now," Taehyung whispered from beside him. Aish, this kid. He moves away but then, he realizes that Jungkook is literally squished on his right side. "Kookie, Yoongi seems sad, let's cuddle him more."

Yoongi groans. Since the two turned eighteen, their eyes met and time stopped. That's when you know you found the one. Yoongi is jealous because everyone in his friends group basically has someone to hold hands with, hug, and just be with. He rolls his eyes. Namjoon and Jin are infront, presenting about the surprise party for Hoseok with his soulmate on the phone. Yes, his soulmate is from overseas. He'll come when Hoseok's birthday is near. "...and there will be a part where each soulmate will dance and-"

Yoongi's over this. He isn't being petty, really. Okay, just a tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny bit jealous. Yeah just a little bit.

Namjoon watches as he dashed out of the old classroom. "What's up with our Yoongi?" They hear from the phone. "Eh he's still sour over his soulmate. If he even has one," Jin glared at Namjoon. "Hey, don't talk about it like that!"

~♡~

It has been weeks since Jimin's father last visited him. This is bizarre to the boy because he will always visit him to make him feel like the worst person in the world. And since then, he also has not eaten. The only thing that kept him alive was the galon of water in the corner of his room where a humble glass sits.

He thinkk his father abandoned him and he's being tortured in fear if he should just go out or if his father is watching and just waiting for the reason to go hard on him for trying to escape. He curls up on the bed because his whole being is extremely beat up.

~♡~

Yoongi came home to his parents being all sweet in the living room. Soulmate things Yoongi will probably never experience.

He reaches his room and changes out of his uniform into his street wear. He's going out for a long long walk today to just drain the sad energy in him. "I'm going to go out for a while." They nod and remind him to keep his phone on.

They just moved here last year per Yoongi's request because he feels closer to his soulmate and because they have good tangerines. He wasn't able to explore the quiet town. Only last week did he start selling around after hearing his friends talk about it.

Today, he's willing to go miles further with how desperate he is for something to just take his mind off the loneliness that permanently settled in his heart eight years ago. He didn't know why but he sure knows it makes him want to find his soulmate more.

His thoughts were slow and torturous but he didn't notice his fast steps. He stops and sees a very particular house. The window were broken and the door was left open. It was broken but it left a warm impression to Yoongi that made him drawn to what is inside.

~♡~

Jimin was leaning against a wall and he hears creaking noises. Someone was home but he listened carefully and the slow and light steps didn't feel like his father's mad and heavy steps. He sees the shadow infront of his door. The cigarette smell was not there anymore. This wasn't his father. It's a burglar.

The door opens and he tackles the man at once.

And time stopped the moment their eyes met. A million butterflies flew in his stomach. Bright lights that he hasn't seen before shone before his eyes at the beautiful man.

~♡~

Someone tackled Yoongi and it felt like everything went slow motion as it happened.

He meets the eyes of the attacker and his perception change to lover.

He just met the eyes of his lover and time stopped.

He felt light on him and he suddenly imagine carrying this very man wherever they will go.

~♡~

They both awkwardly sat infront of each other. Both their legs were crossed and shoulders were coward. "I'm Min Yoongi, you?"

It has been years since Jimin talked with someone else and he didn't know the right words to say. Infront of his soulmate, this beautiful man, first of all, his heart will burst.

"I'm Jimin. Park Jimin."

"You live here?"

Jimin frowns at his answer. "I was locked in here."

"By who?"

"It- it doesn't matter. He abandoned me anyway."

Yoongi grew furious, a very strong emotion he never thought he would have until now.

"I'm not letting him near you again, you have to tell me who he is."

His anger must have slipped through his words because Jimin shied away in fear. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to."

"It's okay."

His silence made Yoongi understand that he can't talk about it yet so he asked another question. "Do you..want to come with me?"

Jimin's eyes widened. "No, I don't want to be a burden," he said blushing. Yoongi smiled at him. "We're soulmates so you'll have to deal with me anyway so your going with me."

He stands up and offers a hand. "Will you?"

He had no place to go to so he shyly gives his hand and stands up too.

Yoongi asks him to pack his things with him so he does. He changed into his white pants and white sweater before putting everything else into a big old bag. He just throws his clothes into it in a hurry but when he sees his picture with his mom, he handled it with care. "I'm...I'm ready to go..."

Yoongi was leaning against the doorframe and smiles. "I'll carry that for you prince."

Jimin blushed but insisted. "I can carry it."

"Nevermind my offer, I'll take that anyway." He steals the bag from his hand and offers a hand to hold. Jimin hesitates before holding onto the pale pair of hands. He's warm. Jimin likes warm.

His life changed that moment his time stopped for a second.