Yeosang ruffles his drench hair with a dry towel, letting the fabric soak every last drop of the water from his shower. So much stress fills his mind all at once as he sits on the bed with eyes focused on the black sweatpants he's wearing.Many thoughts with Hwanwoong.....
Woosung.....
Jungkook...
Jimin....
Fuck, even Namjoon.
Even the masked man that is Karma.
Those thoughts not letting him sleep at night; many of those thoughts being the reason that he's even breathing right now.
Or somewhat sane.
At times he just wants to grab a gun and end his misery already from all this stress. All it takes is a single second for the bullet to pierce his skull, ending everything once and for all.
Does he have the will to do it? Of course he does.
Will he do it? No.
No matter how hard it is now, he made a promise to Hwanwoong; A promise to survive and remain in a good path in life. Not fuck it over because he has a mental break down.
Will he be able to move past this?
As long as Jungkook is like this, highly doubted.
Despite what Jungkook said to him, Yeosang still loves him very much and he knows that Jungkook needs him more than anything right now.
Now is the time for Yeosang to do what Jungkook did for him a long time ago; be his pillar.
Even if he's a little lost.
A knock suddenly hits his door, wiping away Yeosang's initial thoughts about Jungkook before saying a faint come in as he throws the towel to the bed, running a hand through his wet brunette hair away from his face.
Something in his heart leaped when Jimin suddenly peaks his head inside the room, slowly stepping inside to reveal his large green hoodie with jeans as the hood covers over his dirty blonde hair.
He looks so small.....So fragile dressed like that..
Almost like -
Yeosang brushes the thought aside before it entered when he sees a familiar pink duffle bag swung over Jimin's shoulder; he twitches a frown.
"You're leaving?"
Jimin glances at his bag, frowning deeply with a nod, "I'm sneaking out. KS is willing to help me through..... He made a new identity for me with Jackson Wang's help.... Guess I really did catch his eye.... Besides my wound is mainly healed, so I can handle it."
Yeosang slowly bows his head upon hearing this, not noticing the way Jimin is trying not to scan over his shirtless body, and he gets to his feet with a deep scowl, "Well, good luck then."
The two didn't say anything for a moment, but Jimin did take a step forward with hesitant eyes, fumbling with his hands together, "C-Come with me."
What?
The younger instantly furrows his eyebrows, moving his gaze up to meet Jimin's eyes, "What? Jimin-"
"We can get away from all of this!" Jimin squeaks, standing in front of him, "I know you still don't like me and I can be a handful at times but we can work out a solid friendship, right?" He breathes frantically, placing a hand in Yeosang's shoulder, "Please.... You don't have to deal with any of this.... You don't have to carry this weight on your shoulders."
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