Kalopsia | Yoonmin

One

Yoongi was just chilling on his bed, rapping to his favourite songs with his eyes closed when he thought about going outside for an evening walk.

It wasn't usual for him to go out since he loves his bed more than anything in the world but he can't explain it. He just wanted to walk around.

He just lived a normal life. Not a boring one, a casual life with loyal and trustworthy friends.

And he was more than thankful for that since he has always seen the cruel part of the world. The people he loves, always brought his faith in humanity, they are too kind.

Sometimes, Yoongi even thinks he doesn't deserve them. He's the type to think he's always a bad person and hasn't done a good deed in his whole lifetime.

He sat up and paused the song as he took off his headphones. He debated mentally for a few minutes before putting his headphones back in and starting the song again.

He went towards the door, grabbing his coat in the process, just in case it was too cold as it was winter.

He opened the door and was immediately greeted by the cold breeze. He sighed while smiling slightly.

Winter was his season.

He hanged the coat where it was before, and went out.

He looked around upwards from where the snow was falling, slowly and gently, on everything.

He was often called snow prince since he was 'pale as snow' and didn't feel cold that easily.

You could tell by seeing him as he was only wearing full sleeved thin t-shirt and normal pants.

He really enjoyed these kinds of weather.

Especially at night. Just like now.

There's no one to judge you, or the sounds of other people. He doesn't like people's sounds.

Well, people in general. Except his few friends.

He was walking down his garden while rapping to his music when he saw a person, unconsciously laying down on the ground near his garden.

It was not an ordinary person.

It was a very beautiful person.

Yoongi stared at him for a moment. Or two.

He snapped back into reality when he heard a soft whimper. He noticed that they were shivering at the cold.

He didn't think twice before lifting him up in bridal style and taking him inside his house.

He layed the person down on the bed of the warmest room of his house. But it clearly wasn't warm enough since the boy was still shivering.

He cursed as he didn't had a heater. He never needed one so he never bought one.

He quickly wrapped few blankets around the boy and sighed in relief when the boy didn't shiver anymore.

He doesn't even know why he's helping him, not that he didn't want to anyways.

He's never helped a stranger before. Especially because he hated people.

But this boy was different.

And he loves everything that's different.

Then he noticed something on the boy's wrist. A wound. He took his hand and very slowly moved the sleeve of him.

He gasped softly as he saw the wound on the boy's hand. It was looking very painful and it was still bleeding. The blood wasn't visible as he was wearing a black t-shirt.

Yoongi wondered if he had more of that or just on his hand. But whatever, he got up and brought a first aid kit with him.

He slowly started applying the ointment on the boy's hand, stopping for a few seconds whenever the boy flinched.

He wondered why he was near his house and how he was near his house in the first place.

But he wasn't complaining about it either way.