Fragments | BTS Oneshots

Run

Jin sighed and sat down in front of Jeongguk. "He is going to be okay." He smiled, his eyes crinkling like a leaf held to flame. "All of us are going to be okay."

pg-13 | hyyh au | angst

a/n: thanks to katcom on aff for the beta. any remaining mistakes are my own.

* * *

Taehyung walked, his hand shoved in his pocket, careful not to make any eye contact with anyone passing by.

He heard laughter erupting from behind him. He knew who they were without having to turn around. He heard fast footsteps approaching and then all of his friends were there, running past him.

Jin slowed down and turned to him. He smiled, waving him over.

Tae smiled and started to run. He was going to catch up to them, one way or another.

* * *

Jin's eyes landed on the thrown bottle on the floor, and then on the pills.

"Hoseok," Jin murmured. "Why?"

Hoseok turned around and smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes.

* * *

Yoongi opened his eyes and shielded it for a moment until it got used to the sunlight.

"Why are you sleeping on the grass?" Jin asked, sitting down next to him.

"I like it here," Yoongi said, looking at the blue sky. "Where are the others?"

"Coming. They said they might be late, though. I wonder what is taking them so long." Jin raised an eyebrow.

Yoongi sighed. "Who told you?"

"No one," Jin smirked, making his wide mouth widen even further, and curl, just on one side. "It's obvious."

Yoongi shrugged. "I told them that it was useless to hide anything from you, that you were going to figure it out anyway."

Jin hummed in agreement and leaned on his arms. "And what was your job? Distract me until they finished setting up the place?"

"Yes," he looked at Jin and grinned. "Did it work?"

Jin simply shook his head and chuckled.

"Well, anyway," Yoongi said, looking at the sky again. "Happy early birthday, hyung."

* * *

The smell of cigarettes invaded his senses.

"Namjoon?" Jin murmured as he entered the dark room slowly.

The figure on the bed moved, but no answer came. He could just make out his figure in the little light provided from the small window in the room.

"Namjoonie?" It was a nickname that Jin made for him the first day they met. Namjoon always told him to not call him that, but Jin never missed the small smile the flickered to his lips before he replaced it with a frown or his eyes rolling.

The bed creaked under the pressure as Namjoon sat up slowly.

Jin took a step closer. "Are you okay?"

"Leave."

"Namjoon-"

"I SAID LEAVE!" Namjoon shouted, standing up and walked towards him. He stopped just a few feet away from him, the light of the small window illuminated his bloodshot eyes.