Stepping down from the vehicle, Yoongi at a slow pace circled his arms around Jimin once again. He needed this now, he needed this now more than ever. He knew once he treaded inside the house, he had a lot to face and there was no escape from explaining to everyone.
Especially Jin and Yoonji would never leave him, even if he actually dropped dead in front of those two. They would drag him up to his feet to start the questioning again.
Beyond everything Yoonji was a monster. A terrible monster than himself.
After all she was his sister and what else was he to expect from her.
"You have me, Yoon. I am right here." Jimin whispered those much needed words into Yoongi's ear. Giving him all the power and patted his back just like he loved it, always.
Yoongi kissed Jimin's neck with his soft yet cracked lips for which he didn't get any reaction and let him go, standing back....
Preparing himself to walk into the den, to face the hungry assholes whom he loved unintentionally; unconditionally....
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Crimson Love/Hate...
Short StoryBetween those crimson RED threads of Your EYES.. Lies my heart tucked somewhere... CRIMSON RED... is the colour of.... LOVE... VERMILLION... AND....BLOOD!!