Hurt This Good || YM

Part 7

It had been almost 2 weeks since Jimin's seen Yoongi. It's not been for the lack of trying either. Jimin looked for him everywhere. Every time he went out, he scanned the streets, just hoping to see his bike.

The whole thing took a toll on Jimin. Every time he shuts his eyes, he sees Heesoo on top of Yoongi. He's had several nightmares of finding Yoongi dead on the street. His anxiety was at an all-time high, and he had stopped taking his meds. It wasn't on purpose, he just kept forgetting, and then, eventually, he couldn't get himself to do it anymore.

He couldn't get himself to do much outside of looking for Yoongi. He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep. He was even missing work. He just couldn't get himself to go. He felt sick from the anxiety. Yet he knew it had to be worse for Yoongi. He couldn't imagine what the elder was feeling. Physically and emotionally.

So yeah, Jimin was just lying in bed, hope at an all-time low, when there was a soft knock at the door.

Jimin sighed and turned away from the door, "Go away." He muttered.

But the person who knocked decided to open the door instead.

"Hey Jiminnie, how're you doing?" It was Taehyung. He spoke softly as if his volume was the problem.

Jimin groaned and pulled his blanket over his head, "Taehyung, please go away. I- I can't, today."

The younger boy ignored him, "everyone's worried. We don't know what's wrong, Jimin, and we don't know how to help." Taehyung sits down at the foot of his bed, "we just need you to talk to us. Tell us what you need."

He needs Yoongi.

"I- I don't need anything, Taehyung. I just want to be alone." Jimin felt his throat get tight. Taehyung places a hand on Jimin's leg, "Jimin, plea-"

"JUST GET OUT, TAEHYUNG!" Jimin sat up angrily as tears ran down his face. He sobs, "Just leave, please."

Taehyung nodded silently and got up. He walked to the door and looked back at Jimin, "We all love you, Jimin. We're here if you need anything." Then he leaves.

-

It had been 3 days since Taehyung had come to talk to him, and honestly, he hadn't improved much. Only really got up to use the restroom and get beers.

Speaking of, Jimin finished his 6 pack last night. He groaned as he slowly got up. He grabbed a T-shirt off the floor and made his way down the stairs.

"Hey! You're up!" It was Taehyung. He was sitting on the couch with Jungkook.

Jimin grunts, "I'm just getting a beer." He walks to the kitchen to see Min Ju.

"Hey? How're you feeling, kid?" She was sitting at the table looking over some papers.

Jimin opens the fridge, "Fine. Just-" he sighs, "just tired 's all." He grabs a beer and turns around to see Min Ju looking at him, obviously concerned.

"You takin your meds?"

Jimin shrugs as he opens his beer and takes a drink.

Min Ju stands and walks over to Jimin. She places her hand on his arm, "Minnie, you gotta take your meds. They help with this kind of stuff. If you could just tell us what's going on, we could maybe help? What happened?"

Jimin shrugs her away, "nothin."

He walks out of the kitchen and is about to walk back up to his room when there's a knock at the door. If he wasn't so close, he would have ignored it. But since he was right there, he decided to answer it.

When he sees who's at the door, he drops his beer and gasps.

"Y-Yoongi?!" Jimin immediately wraps his arms around his neck, bringing him into a hug, "I thought you were dead."