the whole apartment was filled with darkness even though it was evening, the lights were off, except the one room where things were messed, so was the person who walk restlessly with hurry steps---
he hurriedly pack whatever necessary things he needs to get safely without, getting into unwanted trouble, his brown frown, hair messed, but he could care less about this things.
a notifications popped up on his phone, letting him know his cab will be there in ten minutes, he tagged his phone in back pocket, grabbing his bag as he hurries out of his room towards the down stairs
but he halt in midway when he sees a very familiar silhouette, leaning on his kitchen counter, just like any other day whenever he visits.
as if he felt his gaze, he looked up, glancing at his bag before meeting his eyes, there was current sharpness which made jimin's breath hitched
"all ready to go?"
jimin flinched back with the rough voice, before tearing his gaze away "Yeah" he gives a short curt nod
a mocking chuckle escape from yoongi's mouth "so you are not changing your decision?" he asked as he bring a glass filled with liquid which jimin didn't noticed before--
he frowned "what are you drinking--" he asked claiming down from stare, yoongi rolled his eyes turning his back to him
"hyung--" he gritted his teeth in others ignorance "you can't get drunk, you've meeting tomorrow and--" he words get cut off with a loud scoffed as if whatever he's saying in pure nonsense
"So what? Why do you care? You are doing whatever the fuck you want" he snarled as if he's helding back so much more "so let him do whatever I want"
jimin stare at him, in anger in frustration, he breaths hard trying to calm him, his fingers tug his hair to ease his throbbing head
"why don't you understand? I need to go back, I messed up everything--"
"for God sake stop blaming yourself!" the yelled made jimin stop and stunned, he rarely saw yoongi getting this mad, at least not at him---
"Can you just--" the older seems to held back alot, as if he's stopping him to not let things heat up but his voice keep betraying him, he took few breaths
"listen, whatever happened was not your fault--" he unconsciously approaches jimin "--later or sooner they would've come to know about this right?"
he was too close, jimin can feel his breath, he talks as if he's trying to make a kid understand---
jimin shakes, his stepping back "you don't understand hyung" he said gulping down "it's not about they come to know about taehyung's condition---"
"even I want to tell them, but not yet, I needed some time, I needed them to understand, it's no one's fault" jimin gasped
"they'll blame him--jeongguk" he turned around holding the couch for support because it's keep getting harder to stand "I did too" He bitterly said
"they always did, I'm scared that whatever happened might just made things worse, and I'm freaking scared that taehyung wouldn't be able to handle this---"
"Can you stop thinking taehyung is weak" the words hits jimin hard as he stopped, eyes looking at yoongi as if he said something wrong
"he's not weak jimin" yoongi breaths "maybe physically--" he nods "but stop thinking he can't fight for himself" he sigh helplessly
"he choose not to fight, because it was always his love ones who get against him" Jimin frowned he was about to ask what he means but yoongi answer his question as if he can read him clearly, maybe he can.
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THOSE 3 MONTHS | tk
Fanfictioneven after three years of their marriage, still there was an unseen glass wall between them, an unwanted distance, they were together but still not close enough how a married couple should be, however everything changes when jeongguk found out his h...
