Astro's Luna ◖Vmin◗

◌10★ Blood & tears

[Broken smile, tired eyes
I can feel your longing heart
Call my name
howling from afar,
And even though we might have lost tonight
The skyline reminds us of different time... ] 💔

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"Jimin, just accept it already your mate is gone"

The four males entered the room, glancing at the sight of blood-dipped glasses which were scattered everywhere on the floor.

Their eyeballs went back and forth from Jimin to his wounds.

Finally, the youngest spoke up in his velvety soft voice, trying to comfort the Blonde. His doe eyes teeming with worry,
"Jimin Hyung, it's alright we understand and don't worry you will find someone else."

Yoongi moved forward and followed after, "Jimin move on, you can't stay like this forever."

"Yoongi is right! We can relate to you; it will heal with time and we are always here for you." Hoseok tried to reach Jimin by comforting him with his words.

Namjoon just stood there with a blank expression, blaming himself for everything.

After listening to his friends and his stepbrother. Jimin clenched his jaw and got up, blood-shot eyes baring with anger.

"You don't understand, no one understands me!" He shouted wildly and flinched away his hand from Hoseok's grasp. The others were shocked, they never saw Jimin being furious to this level.

"You all are 'mateless'! born with one soul, mine is teared apart in two; the other one doesn't even belong to me!" tears surged from deep inside and coursed down his cheeks as his high-pitch voice penetrated every inch and corner of the surroundings.

There was momentarily silence but soon a ferocious voice broke it, "Jungkook, you were born mateless, no one ever expected anything from you. It was me all along, trying my best in everything just in hope that I will get to meet my mate someday. But now I know that it is never going to happen, do you know how that feels?

I always considered you as my real brother, protected you from the sharpening gazes of others, supported you through thick and thin. Despite that you will never understand my pain, so stop saying things you yourself can't comprehend."

Jungkook widened his doe eyes and pursed his lips afraid to say something which would hurt his Hyung.

The youngest knew, whatever Jimin said was true. He felt guilty because he couldn't understand his Hyung's agony. Jimin soaked so many hardships inside all these years and Jungkook failed to realise it.

Jimin turned around, now facing Hoseok and Yoongi, "you said you can relate to me, every damn time you said the same thing. Tell me how exactly you can relate to me? Is your mate dead? Are your dreams shattered? Were you living for that one thing all your life only to know that it doesn't exist anymore? Tell me now!!"

Jimin continued to yell and weep and an involuntary whimper cut through his throat.

He sat down on the chair refusing to look at Namjoon,

"The one I trusted the most betrayed me, the one I protected all my life doesn't understand me, the one who stood by my side all along can't relate to me and the one I loved with all my life he-" his voice cut short as hot torrents of grief gushed down his face.

Even though his voice was low the encircling silence did its job of transferring it to his friends' ears and a sour pool of anguish overtook them.

"Jimin, this was bound to happen someday or the other. Now that you know about all this you can re-start your life." Yoongi retorted, moving further and placed his hand on Hoseok's shoulder, giving a comforting nod to his tensed Mate as they exchanged worried looks.

"That's not important right now, let me take a look at the wound or else it will get infected." Hoseok bent down to treat his wounds but Jimin moved away from him.

All through this Jimin wasn't having it, they were all telling him to move on. But how could he? His soul is attached to his mate they couldn't see the strings attached because they never saw them together. They never knew how he felt when he was with his mate and yet he blamed them, without any reason.

He squatted on the floor and took a shred of broken glass in his small hands. He then got up and placed it on his palm and squeezed his digits into a fist, crimson drops of blood stained his hand.

The others widened their eyes at the sight, thinking that Jimin was out of his senses.

Hoseok tried to snatch away the shred out of his hands but Jimin gave him a mocking smile.

"You now realised how I feel, when you saw the blood, it scared you right!? because you knew it was hurting me.

We always do the same, wait till the blood stains are visible while ignoring the trails of tears, why? Aren't tears and blood both the symbols of pain? Then why do we differentiate them?

Just because the red blood makes the outer wound noticeable as we let the transparent tears hide our inner wounds."

He dropped the red broken piece of glass on ground and glanced at the others continuing in his distorted voice, "Physical pain may cause us to end our lives but mental pain sucks the desire to live, now tell me which one is more worse?"

His friends were tongue-tied no one was able to respond to it, they decided that it would be better to let Jimin get everything out of his chest.

Jimin had wiped his eyes so much that they were red and swollen, however he wanted to let out his groaning pain, "Hyung, the broken pieces of my heart are stabbing me inside like sharp shreds" he leaned his back on the wall placing his right hand on his chest.

"It hurts here, it hurts so damn much"

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What hurts the most
flowing blood
or
bleeding tears?

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[A/N]

Phew! I was literally crying while writing this one, don't ask me why!

Those who are wondering why is Jimin being so dramatic,

Imagine your only hope of life being snatched away from you...

Also, like I said their souls are intertwined so it's pretty difficult for him to get over it.

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I might not be updating daily now, I have my exams lined up ahead. I will upload while I can.

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