Green With Envy || Yoonmin

17; "I want you to fill that void"

Jimin slams the door to Yoongi's shared room. Did he mean it? No. Would he do it again? Probably.

He hates how he cried in front of Yoongi. Not once, not twice, but God knows how many. He keeps thinking about it and regretting it. Now Yoongi probably thinks he's weak, and that's the last thing he wants.

He is weak, but he can't show it. Yoongi doesn't have to know he's suffering. In fact, Jimin will be satisfied when Yoongi sees how strong he can pretend to be.

-

"Did he leave?" Taehyung whispers.

"Yeah, come out the closet," Yoongi lets out a breath, throwing himself on his bed. It's been a long day.

Taehyung gets out of the closet and stares at him.

"What?"

"Not funny,"

"What do you mean?"

"Never mind." Taehyung rolls his eyes and sits on Yoongi's bed next to him.

"So? What did you want to tell me? And why are you hiding from Jimin?" Yoongi asks, making himself comfortable.

"If Jimin finds out I was here, we're both dead."

"You've only been here for five minutes. I'm sure he won't be mad,"

"Jimin hates your guts."

"Ouch," Yoongi puts his hand on his heart dramatically. "Well, hurry up before Jungkook comes."

"Dont worry, Jungkook is buying me medicine from a nearby pharmacy. We still have time." Yoongi nods, signaling for Taehyung to continue. Taehyung takes a deep breath before he starts. "Jimin told me that you asked about me the day I went to the hospital," Taehyung starts.

Yoongi sits up straight. He should probably take this seriously. He nods, "He refused to tell me about your condition, though."

Taehyung sighs. Jimin is too good for this world. "Listen, Jimin hasn't been himself since that day. I don't know what's going through his mind, but something's clearly not right. I don't know how to help. He refuses to tell me."

"Why are you telling me this?" Yoongi asks, genuinely confused.

Taehyung can't search for the right words. How can he tell Yoongi? Everything's a mess, and he doesn't want to drag Yoongi in it. "Listen, Yoongi. I have leukemia."

Yoongi's eyes widen, and Taehyung can almost feel the older boy's heart skip a beat. "What?" Yoongi breathes, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I've had it for two years now. Jimin can't just accept the fact that I'm leaving soon-"

"Don't say that!"

"It's true! No matter how much you want to deny it, it's true." Taehyung sighs. "I'm Jimin's best friend. I'm his whole world. Once I'm gone, I'm afraid he won't be able to find someone else to fill the void I left. It makes me feel guilty that he has no one else but me, and all I can do is leave him. Yeah, he has Jungkook, but they aren't as close. I can't think of anyone who would care about Jimin as much as I do."

Taehyung continues, his voice almost pleading, "His mind has been occupied by something, and I'd hate myself if I turn out to be the reason for his mood drop. All I want him to do is be as happy as he can be while I'm still here. I want to see him happy, if it's the last thing I see. I want him to spend as much time with me as possible. So when I go, he's already had enough of me. It breaks my heart seeing him depressed like this. He should at least save the tears for when I'm gone."

Yoongi remains silent, unsure of how to respond. He can see the pain in Taehyung's eyes, and it pains him to witness.

Taehyung laughs bitterly, making Yoongi look up at him. "I know you want to ask so many questions, but at the same time, there's nothing you can say. I know. I'm not here to make you feel bad for me. I'm here to ask you a favor,"

As if Yoongi's ears perk up, he nods, ready to do anything for Taehyung. Anything that could help.

"I want you to fill that void,"

-

Just as Jimin is about to fall asleep, the door creaks open. He jumps out of bed. He knows it's Taehyung.

Without acknowledging it, he throws himself in Taehyung's arms, crying his heart out and leaving the younger confused.

"Why are you crying?" He asks, nevertheless, hugging him even tighter.

"I'm so sorry I didn't come with you," Jimin says between sobs.

"Oh, Jimin. Is that why you're crying?" Taehyung lifts Jimin's chin, making him look up at him. The elder slightly nods.

"Don't worry about it. Jungkook came along." He tries to assure him, but to no avail. Jimin's still crying. He rakes this chance to wipe his tears.

"I thought- I thought he was mad at you... I thought we both left you all alone in your first session,"

"No! We made up. I don't want you worring about these things, okay? Look at me,"

Jimin retreats back a little so he can look up at Taehyung's face.

"I'm completely fine. See," he smiles, moving his hands up and down his body.

Jimin smiles a bit. "Really?"

"Yes! Now come, let me tell you about what the dietitian told me," Taehyung ordered, making his way to Jimin's bed. He pats the spot next to him, asking Jimin to sit down.

"First of all, he wrote down the things that I can't eat. Which, I already knew. And then he wrote me a nutrition plan. He said I can visit him every week to measure my weight and make sure I'm doing okay,"

"Did you like him?"

"Yeah, he was a nice guy. Even Jungkook thanked him on our way out." Taehyung giggles, recalling the moment.

"Jungkook was allowed inside the room with you?" Jimin asked.

"Just the last five minutes. He said he wanted to ask the dietitian a few questions. Next time, though, I'll have to go alone. But you know Jungkook, he loves breaking the rules." They both laugh. Taehyung is happy to stop Jimin's tears from flowing.

"By the way, what took you so long? I thought the session was only two hours," Jimin asks once he's calmed down.

"After the session, Jungkook drove me to my parents' house. I just wanted to say hi, but they insisted on us having lunch with them. Then, on our way back, we stopped by an ice cream shop, and Jungkook bought me ice cream!"

"That's so cute,"

"I know, right? He dropped me off at campus and said he'll pick up some medicine for me." Taehyung smiles. He'd be lying if he says he doesn't like Jungkook a little bit too much.

"Ew, your eyes turned into hearts. Goodnight. I'm sleeping on your bed tonight since you're salivating on mine." Jimin pushes Taehyung as he stands up and lays down on his friends bed. "Goodnight Tae, don't have any weird dreams, or I'll make you clean the bedsheets."

"Jimin!"