WHILE IT WAS RAINING

A HAND IN NEED (5)

Seoul, July 7, 2018

Yoongi smiled as he stepped out of the car. A cold splash of rough wind and rain greeted him as he heard the loud sound of thunders. He always loved rain... and it's been a while since he enjoyed it. So here he was....at his favourite park in the middle of a tremendous thunderstorm. Though he had his umbrella, but it wasn’t really much of a help. He slowly opened the gate and went inside. Well.. yeah the park was not open at 11 of night, but when you're friends with the owner, you do have the privilege to get inside anytime you want.

As it should be, no one was there... leaving Yoongi to enjoy the night all by himself. A smile found it's way to his lips again. This was indeed a perfect night for a person like him.

He started walking in slow pace around the park, listening to the tremendous thunderstorm as he hummed his favourite tune.

Perfect..calm...serene.

That's all he felt untill he neared the benches, and a sound captured his ears even with all the howling wind and thunders going on.

A light sob...and groaning. It came from the benches of other side of the bushes. Yoongi was quite astonished and listened keenly. It was totally unusual for someone to be here at this hour, on top of it the weather was totally furious. He started walking towards the sound in noiseless yet fast pace.

Within a moment, he was just infront of the large wall of bushes. Now he could  hear the whimpers more prominently... and the sound didn’t make him happy. Something was clearly wrong.

Without much thinking, he pushed his way through the bush, having a few scratches on his skin...but didn’t really mind it. He had already folded his umbrella, using that to clear his path....  and just in a moment he was on the other side.

A row of benches was visible infront, and upon shifting his gaze, he found the source of the sound.

A guy....laying on a bench. His legs and one hand was touching the grasses. He was visibly shivering - for the cold water drops and for his sobs.

Yoongi freezed on his spot, unable to decide what should he do. He was never  the outspoken and talkative kind...keeping it to himself was always his pattern. Walking to a crying stranger in the middle of night was not a good option for him, but something in his heart clenched at the sight. Though he had no idea what he would say, but still something pushed him towards the bench. Slowly and nervously he took steps towards the bench.

Yoongi stood just besides the guy for a while, and noticed how he was flinching at every thunder-strokes. Yoongi slowly came infront of the bench and crouched down infront of the man who didn’t even notice him. His face was buried in his hand as he cried....quite painfully.

- ' Um...mister...very sorry to disturb you but....it's...not really safe outside today. The weather is pretty bad. I think you should head home. '
That's all Yoongi could mutter to the guy, who immediately looked up. Some lights were still on there, enough to see a bit...and Yoongi saw the guy. Eyes swollen and red, lips trembling...  an allover distressing look was visible on that face. Yoongi's heart immediately sank at the helpless eyes of the guy.

- ' Wh..who....are you? '
He said, more like barely whispered and Yoongi said in a warm and gentle voice, not wanting to worsen the situation of the stranger.
- ' I'm Min Yoongi. I was just passing by and heard you....and came to see if you're in trouble. Trust me..this is not an ideal night to stay outside. Go home. '
For a second, pain and fear flashed in his eyes as Yoongi finished his sentence, and he didn’t miss that. The guy looked blankly at him, not saying a word. Yoongi felt awkward and cleared his throat
- ' Uh...well...it's really late too. And the weather sucks. So it would be better if you go to your ho-'
- ' I don’t have any home. They kicked me out. '
For a moment, Yoongi's mind went blank. He blinked a few times to believe his ears..though he couldn’t actually believe it.
- ' They...you...'
He couldn’t finish the sentence. Something held back his tongue, and seeing his condition, the guy laughed like a lunatic - a humorless, pathetic laughter.
- ' You heard it right Mister. I have no home....my family kicked me out of my house just a few hours ago. '
Yoongi was so shocked that he didn’t even realise the question actually left his mouth
- ' But why would they!? '
Again, the boy went silent and immediately Yoongi realised what he did. He mentally cursed himself
- ' Uh...I mean...sorry.. I didn’t mean it... I-'
- ' It's...fine. I don’t expect anything from anyone. Go back mister....it's getting late. '
Though he said with a straight face,his words conveyed how broken he was from inside. Yoongi felt sorry.
- ' What about you? You can't  and shouldn’t stay in this heavy rainfall for any long...you'll get sick. Also it's not safe-'
- ' Who cares?! And...do I have a choice?'
Deep down, Yoongi knew the guy was practical, but still....he couldn’t leave someone in this situation. He looked up at the stranger for a bit. In that slight light from the lampposts...he could say the guy was indeed beautiful. Though his eyes were filled with pain and blankness, still Yoongi can tell they're beautiful, round, soft and dark. All-over... something was telling Yoongi he cannot leave this man in this cold night to die.. he must do something.
- ' Okay then...come with me. I have my car with me. I'll take you to the police station - '
- ' No. '
The guy almost jumped out of the bench in fear
- ' No....that'll....that'll ruin my career! No...no no I can't. '
- ' But you're not a criminal or something-'
- ' What kind model gets kicked out of their home! What will everybody think? What will be my impression on public!? No.... please...just...just leave me. I'm enough ruined...you don't need to do anything more. '
Yoongi sighed. Yeah it was true... if the man is a model...then it indeed will have a bad impact on his career. But what is the other option then? His mind was trying to find a way out when the guy spoke again.
- ' You need not to think about me. I'm a stranger...so let me be. Go home before you catch cold Mr. Yoongi. '
He was about to answer when the idea striked him. His eyes lit up immediately
- ' Hey...you can come with me. '
The model sighed
- ' I'm not going to the police- '
- ' No no...not to the police. To my home.'
The model blinked a few times before laughing the same painful laughter again
- ' Well... nice try but this ain't funny and I'm really not in the mood to joke around..so just leave me and go. '
- ' I'm not joking! I'm serious. You can think about your place tomorrow..but till then you can come to my house. This night is getting worse. '
The model got up and bend towards Yoongi, observing him clearly
- ' What kind of person takes a totally unknown guy to their home!? How do you know I'm not dangerous? '
Yoongi's lips curled into a light smile
- ' You don’t look even a bit dangerous. And when circumstances are like this, people does many unusual things. '
The guy was silent...just looking at Yoongi. Yoongi didn’t react either... of-course the man has seen enough and needs time to believe a stranger.
- ' And how do I know you're not dangerous? '
Good question. Yoongi nodded his head and got up
- ' Wait here. I'll come back with my id and driving licence. They're in my car. '
Just when Yoongi turned around, the model said
- ' Can I...can I...come with you? I mean... to your car...?'
Yoongi turned back with a light smile. He could clearly see the model was actually starting to trust him...or maybe he was too afraid to be left alone.
- ' Sure - oh...sorry....what's your name? '
- ' Jimin. Park Jimin. '
- ' Sure Jimin. Come....it's outside the park. '
Jimin nodded lightly before walking towards Yoongi. But Yoongi noticed how he was flinching with every steps.
- ' Are you hurt? '
- ' No...nothing much..'
Yoongi crouched down again
- ' Let me see. '
- ' No...Nno..it's- '
But Yoongi has already noticed the bloodstain on his jeans and shoes.
- ' How this happened? '
- ' I..I....um..'
Yoongi sighed, knowing that Jimin couldn’t give a proper answer, or probably didn’t want to tell the truth. He held out his one hand for the model to take
- ' Come. '
- ' I...I'm...fine-'
- ' Just let me help okay? Take my hand.'
Yoongi was  surprised by his tone himself. He usually never uses this tone unless he's really close with someone. But his words worked and without much resistance, Jimin held his hand. Yoongi slowly guided him towards the car with the shortest route possible.

- ' Wait a bit. '
Jimin nodded and stood silently as Yoongi went inside the car,  pulled out his wallet and showed the cards and licence to the model.
- ' Now....am I safe or you still think I'm kind of devil or something? '
Yoongi said with a light smile and was surprised to see Jimin smile back. Though the smile was barely there, still it made Yoongi happy. He opened the door for Jimin and helped him to get inside. Then he also went inside and drove off.

- ' My home is just 10 minutes from here. We'll be there soon. '
After receiving no answer, Yoongi glanced besides him, seeing Jimin lost in his thoughts. He didn’t disturb him. The model definitely had a lot on his mind.

The drive was silent...and short. After parking his car, Yoongi opened his door
- ' Jimin...we're here. '
Again...no answer. Yoongi shifted his gaze towards the man
- ' Jimin...this is my house. Get down. '
Not a single movement. Yoongi got down and went to Jimin's side to open his door, and found him deep asleep....mumbling something barely audible. Yoongi leaned towards him to hear what the model was saying... and what he heard left him dumbfounded.

- ' I'm sorry....I'm sorry appa...please don't beat me....it hurts. I promise I'll try to like girls from now....please... eomma...ahhh...don't....please.. I..didn’t mean to like boys...it just happened... I'm really sorry....no hyung....please... no... I'm afraid of thunders...please... no...open the door.... appa ... eomma....hyung...please....I....sorry...I'm afraid....please don't abandon me... I love you ....open the door.. '

Now we know every incidents that took place on that one single night. But what next?

With all of these circumstances, how'll everyone react?

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