Smoke - Yoonmin

2.

9:26pm
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"Now, will you stop staring at me? "
Yoongi said bluntly. He don't know what washed over him then and there, but he got upset. Someone telling him that smoking will kill him. That's the fucking point, don't they know that?

"Oh sorry, I just wanted to talk-"

"Ok well, it's late. The only reason I'm out here is to have peace and quiet, but you were staring at me too much. Get it? That's why I came over here. Figured maybe you would leave me alone, but no you decided to talk to me! " Yoongi had said, in a fairly calm voice. He regretted it as soon as he said it, honestly. He feels weird. He's never had anyone get him upset so awkwardly before. He could see the other boy get somewhat, sad?

He felt even worse. "Sorry, ill leave you alone now, sorry again. " the boy, he got up- walking away.

Yoongi shrunk in his spot, disappointed in himself. He finished smoking the blunt and got up. It's thirty minutes early, but who cares? He felt tired from today.

More into depth; Yoongi was a pretty chill guy, he enjoyed peace and quiet if that wasn't already obvious. He had anger issues towards random people, especially people who he doesn't know. It's like a light switch, usually he's pretty nice.
But, for real. More things Yoongi enjoys are strawberries and apples! That's his favorite foods.

His favourite colours are green and pink, he used to get bullied for liking such "basic" and "girly" colours, but it's in the past now. No one knows he too well, he's "mysterious". His college mates see him outside all the time at night, he's sure. It was odd, to them at least.

Sneaking inside, even though he didn't necessarily need to, he fell over on a block. His father was still awake, which was scary.
No matter his age, he still always will fear his father.
" what the fuck do you think you are doing, young man?! " he quietly yelled.

"Sorry father! I was just coming back from a midnight walk!" Even though it wasn't midnight.

"Yeah, that's why you smell like you've been smoking! What a disgrace you are. Pathetic! " his father slapped him across the face.

"What the hell? I'm twenty one! What makes you think you can still abuse me! " yoongi hissed, the slap was hard. It hurt him.

"I am still your father, I can do whatever I please to you. " his father whispered, in a scary tone.

They fought for a little bit til yoongi was done, and went up to his old room. He didn't realize his brother was on the stairs, crying silently- no, yoongi didn't see him when he went up the stairs because he was in the corner, and it was dark as hell.

Yoongi hated being there, but he did it for his brother.

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7:25am

In the morning yoongi prepared his brothers lunch for the day, he was going to a friends house. Yoongi was done preparing it, and he put every thing in a plastic baggy. Once he did that, he ran upstairs and woke his brother up.

"Minho!!! ~~" yoongi woked him, with a small smile.

Minho groaned, "whatt I'm tired", he frowned. " it's time for you to get up, you're going to your friends house, right? "

You could see minhos face light up, "oh my goshhhh O. M. G. I get to see my bacon! " minho rushed, getting up.
"Get out so I can get dressed!! "

Yoongi giggled softly, leaving the room.
Heading downstairs, he grabbed the extra clothes from the laundry baskets for Minho.

Twenty minutes later, they were outside in the bright sunlight- it smelt amazing outside. The birds were chirping ever so loudly, most people find it very annoying. But, Yoongi finds it being one of the calmest things.

In the car, with Minho, Yoongi decided to start up a conversation with Minho on the way to his friends house. Why were they going so early? Well minho was staying for the month, as their parents are close.

Minho's friend's parents weren't druggies, or abusive which is a good thing.

About thirty-thirty five minutes later, around 8:40am they arrived to the house.

Dropping minho off, they said their goodbyes and Yoongi drove back to his parents house- grabbing all of his stuff because he didn't wanna be there if his brother wasn't there, of course.

Signing, he left the house. He put all of his things in the car, and was set to drive back to his apartment. Once he arrived, he brought all of his things back into the rooms. Now, he wasn't much of a person to be inside all the time, so he grabbed a blanket , a simple thinish one, and folded it up.
He went to his kitchen and he grabbed bread, tuna, and Mayo.

Boy did he LOVE. tuna. One of his favourite things, other than strawberries and apples- of course. All three of those things aren't the best together, but individually. Yum.

Opening the can of tuna, he mushed it all up so it wasn't big chunks, and added bits of Mayo until it was good enough for him. He slathered it onto two pieces of bread, because he was making two sandwiches.

He deserved it. He hasn't eaten a single thing in the last three days.

Grabbing himself some apple juice, he headed to his backyard, that was somewhat shared. But everyone had their own little space that was good enough for them to enjoy. It had a little wire fence around it so they all got some kind of way to stay away and not invade other peoples spaces. Privacy? Not sure. But he didn't care, not like he was doing anything illegal.

Setting the blanket on the grassy ground, he sat down on the soft but thinish blanket. Pulling the sandwiches out, he took a bite out of one, hoping he wouldn't lose his appetite.

As he finished his first sandwich, he saw someone running around on the other side, playing, like a child. Yet they looked familiar with their brown hair, big eyes, barely able to see tho. When people run around, it's hard to see many of their features, you know- cause they're not staying still.

Twenty to thirty minutes later it was time for Yoongi to go inside, cause he finished his food.
Walking back inside, he got tripped cause some kid, the same one ran into him.

"Hey! Watch where you're going, please! " Yoongi said, not sure if he was angry, sad, or upset. He got emotional easily, if you can't already tell. It's even worse with his anger issues.

"Ah! Sorry, it won't happen again. " the boy mumbled, picking yoongis little box up. He handed it back to him, standing in front of him.

Their eyes locked for a few seconds before Yoongi spoke up,
"Aren't you that kid that spoke to me yesterday? About my blunt.."
He asked.

"Uhh yes, I'm sorry for that! I must get going now though. " he said, walking away until Yoongi, again, spoke up.

"Wait! What's your name, though? " he asked, wondering what it was. He imagined he would be ignored but he turned, around and said "uhhmm it's Jimin?" And he walked away, heading back into his apartment, with his head down. Probably Embarrassed.

One thing he did notice though, he lived right next to him.

"Oh hell no, what is this? Some magical fairytale? "
Yoongi said to himself, walking back into his apartment.

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Hi 🙃
I decided to update, no ones really read this yet but I felt like writing more. Anyways, this is going really slow so far, but it'll go quicker soon I promise.

I hope you enjoyed though!

-Bts_Dope12