fracture.

two

Are you coming home today?

Jimin typed on his phone and sends it straight to his boyfriend. He fell onto the bed, pouting and staring at his blank phone. He misses his boyfriend so much.

In seven consecutive days, all he did were to curl on his bed like a shrimp, stand and grab a cup noodle in the kitchen, drink water whenever his throat feels real dry, and stare on his phone and just wait for his boyfriend's text.

Jimin hasn't eaten anything healthy. The things inside his stomach are noodles and water only. He ran out of stock, and he has no plan to do some groceries. Because he's afraid his boyfriend might go home and he won't see Jimin and might leave again.

Jimin with ajar mouth stared at his wall clock ticking endlessly. It says two thirty in the afternoon. And he hasn't eaten anything since yesterday night. And he could feel his stomach vibrating and turning upside down.

"Eat Jimin,"

Jimin's eyes darted on the room's door. And there he saw Yoongi looking at him with sadness on his eyes. Jimin sat on the bed as his eyes grew big.

"Hyung! You're back.."

Jimin's eyes started watering and he stood. "I missed you!"

He ran to the door with open arms-those arms expecting to hug his boyfriend who came back after a week, but he hugged nothing.

"What.."

As reality hits Jimin, he kneeled and cried his heart out. He's hallucinating, again.

"Hyung.. Where are you?"

Jimin stood and went back to his bed, he curled his body and dialed Yoongi's digits. He tried for a couple of times but it always ends up with the voice message.

On the fifth try, he spoke on the voice message, wishing Yoongi will listen to the record.

"Hyung.. Hyung please answer my calls and texts. I don't expect you to come home, but please don't ignore me totally."

Jimin sobbed. Only his gasps, catching of air, sniffs, cries, and sobs were heard on the background.

So far, this is their first major fight.

Jimin didn't cheat-well at least for him, he's true onto his words. It just happened he and his old high school friend met and things came up. And Jimin having sex with his old highschool friend is one of those things.

"Fuck Jimin, you fucking bastard." He muttered, forgetting he's getting recorded on the other line.

"Hyung, I miss you. I miss your laughs, your smirks, your hugs, your cuddles, your chuckles, your lame jokes, your voice, I miss you. I miss everything about you. When will you come back? I miss you so fucking much, Yoongi hyung."

As he finishes his sentence, the recording beeped signing it's the end.

Jimin turned his phone off before burying his face on Yoongi's pillow. He shouted, shouted and shouted. He's angry, sad, and mostly afraid.

He's angry to himself. He can't throw all the blame to the alcohol, Jimin can't. He knew from the start that it wasn't Yoongi whom he was having intercourse with. It wasn't his boyfriend. But he still continued, now he had to suffer and pay.

He's sad. Sad that Yoongi didn't give him a second to explain. The moment he learned Jimin cheated, he beats the hell out of Jimin, he threw hurtful words and names, he dumped Jimin. He left him. But love is more powerful than anything, Yoongi still promised. He promised to go back if everything's alright. If he catches everything up on his mind. He'll go back to Jimin, and Jimin's holding onto that promise.