Hurt This Good || YM

part 12

"We need to talk to Jimin. Come on. Let us if there."

"Ju, he's asleep. Whatever it is can wait for when he's back home."

Jimin heard the muffled voices behind the door as he woke up.

"Yoongi, we need to talk to him now." It was Min Ju.

"No, let him-" Yoongi was cut off by something, and soon the door opened to show Min Ju, Jun, and Jungkook.

Jimin rubs his eyes, "What's going on?"

Min Ju walks forward, sitting beside Jimin on the bed, "Minnie, Mom left. We need to know where she went. Do you have any idea where she could have gone?"

Jimin shook his head, not understanding, "What? Why did she leave? Why do we need to find her?"

Jun steps forward, a frown embedded on his face, "Minnie, she stole our winter savings. All of it. Left a letter that said she was sorry, but she has a new family she needed it for."

Jimin's eyes started to tear up, "What? No. No, she wouldn't do that. We're her family. She wouldn't leave. Not again."

Jungkook walks over and sits on the other side of Jimin, pulling him into a hug, "Yes, Jimin, she would. She did. Did she say anything to you about where she could have gone?"

Jimin shook his head, he felt like his heart was breaking, and he could barely breathe, "No. She didn't say anything."

Min Ju nods, "Ok, Minnie. That's all we needed to know. Do you want us to stay?"

Jimin shakes his head; taking a deep and shaky breath, he whispers, "N-no. I think I just wanna go back to sleep now."

Min Ju nodded. She had seen Jimin like this before. She hoped this wasn't what she thought it was, "Ok, Minnie. If you need us, call us. Just get some rest."

Jimin nods as they leave. Jun shuts the door behind them, and Jimin lays back down on the bed, curling away from the door. He feels a few tears fall down his cheeks, but he just shuts his eyes and let's sleep take him.

-

"Hey Minnie, wanna come eat? Haven't been out of bed in a while." Yoongi sounded desperate. Jimin hadn't gotten out of bed for a week, it seemed, and nothing he did could get the younger man to even look at him.

Jimin shrugs, "Not hungry. Just tired." He pulls the blanket up and over his shoulders.

Yoongi sighs as he leans over and places a soft kiss on Jimin's forehead, "Just get some rest. I'll come back later."

Yoongi leaves the room, and as soon as the door shuts, he lets out a shaky breath. This was hard. Yoongi had never seen Jimin like this. Never seen anyone like this.

Sure, his family probably had a variety of mental illnesses, but the 'Min way' of handling them was to keep it all bottled up and never acknowledge them. A part of Yoongi didn't understand why Jimin couldn't just get over it, but ultimately, he understood that some things aren't that easy.

As he was trying to get himself together, Dallia passed by.

"You ok, Yoon?" She stops by him.

Yoongi takes a breath, "I- I don't know how to help him, Dal."

Dallia gives him a sad smile, "Have you tried calling Min Ju? Maybe Jungkook? They might know how to help."

Yoongi huffs; He didn't want to ask them for help. Something in him wanted to prove that he could take care of Jimin by himself.

Dallia sighs, "Look, I know you probably don't want to. I know you don't like to ask for help, but this is something new, something that's bigger than your pride." After that, she goes to one of the little ones to help them with something.