Fake It...Easy, Right? [DISCONTINUED]

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(A/N) So, I'm going off of ideas that come to me as I write for now, but please do leave any ideas you may have ♡

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3rd POV

And though Yoongi felt happy for a split second, that's all it was. A split second. Before long he was back to his heart clenching emotions that came out of nowhere.

It had been a couple days since everyone talked to him, he put on a facade of happiness when in all reality he was hiding again.

They were currently sitting in the living room watching a movie, as that's something Yoongi recently said he'd enjoy doing, and as everyone was enthralled with the screen, he decided to slip away.

But of course Jimin saw and walked over, gently grabbing my hand and tilting his head as he spoke. "Yoong? Where are you going?" Everyone else looked over with questioning expressions. Yoongi just smiled and jerked his head where he was headed, "Uh, bathroom. Just really quick, I'll be right back." Jimin glanced at the others then at Yoongi, nodding and letting his hyungs hand go.

Yoongi walked to the bathroom calmly, though as soon as he was inside, he locked the door and sat on the floor against the wall. Pulling his sleeve up and starting to scratch at his cuts.

You see, it wasn't as easy to just stop and try to be happy with others that knew and could help as it seemed. It takes so much work, mentally and physically, that Yoongi just wasn't prepared or ready for. So, he once again faltered and quietly sobbed though felt delighted as he watched the wine red blood sliding off his arm.

After about seven minutes, there was a knock on the door. "Yoongi? You okay in there?" Joon. He was caught off guard, looking at the various sized red dots on the tile. He took a deep breath and mustered up the best voice he could, "Yeah, be out in a second." To add to such lie, he got up and walked over, grabbing some toilet paper and wiping blood from his arm and the floor, making sure to cover it in the trash so nobody saw it. Then pulled his sleeve down and flushed the toilet, then to the sink to wash his hands but also wipe the tears.

A minute later, he opened the door and smiled at Joon, tilting his head. "Let's go back?" And he started walking over, Joon following and both sitting in their previous spots.

As much as Yoongi wanted to, he couldn't get off that easy. Jimin walked over and sat by him, smiling softly and holding his hand out, "Arm? Please?" Yoongi looked at him then his hand, back at him before shaking his head with a smile. "Why? What's wrong?" Jimin sighed and moved his hand closer. "Please?" His voice held more need, more need to find something out, and it seeming to be if Yoongi had done it again. Since it was obvious Yoongi wasn't letting up anytime soon, he gently grabbed Yoongis hand and pulled his sleeve up. Eyebrows knitting in sadness and eyes becoming glossy, glancing at the others before pulling the boy up and going to the bathroom. The scene of him cleaning Yoongis cuts and bandaging them repeating in complete silence.

Once done, Jimin looked up at him, eyes painting over every feature, his mind trying to untie the knots of wonder to why Yoongi couldn't see much good in himself because Jimin definitely could. His small eyes landing on the others, he gave a smile and stood. "Wanna go lay down? It's already late, I'm sure you're tired." A nod was all he needed.

Intertwining their fingers, he walked to the living room and simply stated they were going to bed, goodnight and see you in the morning. Walking them both to Yoongi and Jins room, he laid on Yoongs bed and pulled him down. Without a second thought, the two just fell into comfortable silence as they cuddled, with Jimin drawing little circles using his thumb onto the others cheek.

The younger smiled as Yoongi fell asleep in his arms, sighing in content with the thought that at least for a few hours, he would be safe. He wouldn't hurt and would be right there next to Jimin for him to watch over. A little tear fell from his eye, leaning over and kissing the boys cheek before closing his own eyes and falling asleep.

(A/N) Okay, sooo, I know this chapter is short but I just got back to writing and I didn't have much motivation. Hope you enjoy the chapter though ♡

Word Count: 785