Re Vel Mente Ξ Yoonmin

Chapter 16 - Dream

His feet was hurting, his legs were burning and his lungs felt like they were going to explode from exhaustion. He wanted to run away from his parents, he wanted to escape.
No more beating, no more verbal discrimination. They never told him they hated him, but he knew very well that they did.
His warm breath damped in the cold night as the snowy weather made his cheeks grow red even though he was sweating from the exhaustion.
He ran through the town, a town that screamed how poor it was. Almost every house was close to collapsing, and there were always at least one beggar at each street

Jimin and his parents were about as poor as the others, they fought to keep the house they had.
But Jimin wasn't happy, he'd rather live on the streets. On the streets he'd be better, he'd even be treated better.. No more aching body parts, only a hungry stomach. He stopped as his lungs finally gave in, he gasped for air, inhaling and exhaling heavily as he rested his hands on his knees. His hair was messy and he was freezing as he had no jacket. Normally he wasn't allowed to go out, so they never bought him a jacket.

"Jijiii"
Someone suddenly called in a playful voice, startling Jimin sightly. Who was that? And who were he calling? It kinda sounded like Jimin's name which confused him quite a lot.
He looked around, still having his hands on his knees but he couldn't see anyone around at all. He frowned his brows and kept look around.
"Namjoon?" He asked, slightly nervous and still out of breath.
Suddenly this kid on the same age of Jimin popped up and squatted down to look at Jimin. He smiled and shook his head.
-"Nope, I'm your dark personality. Or let's say you conciousness, I say whatever you think of yourself"
Jimin looked at him with a weird expression, he never have had another person in his head other than Namjoon, so this was weird and slightly scary.
"S-So.. You're only in my head right? What's your name?"
-"Call me Dooly. Stay happy and I'll keep nice" He replied with a huge smile on his lips. But how was Jimin supposed to be happy in a situation like this?
Maybe that's why Dooly showed up, cause Jimin was getting even more upset about his life and himself. He hated himself just as much as his parents probably did, if not more. He wanted to die but yet he feared to take his own life.

"Who're you little one? Why are you out here alone?" Someone else suddenly asked. He looked up and saw a stranger, she looked drunk as hell but nice. Was she another imaginary person, or..?
"And how old are you? You shouldn't be out at night alone.." She continued, almost stumbling over her own words due to the alcohol that affected her brain.
Jimin gulped, he was nervous. He never really spoke with anyone other than the ones in his head.
-"I'm.. I'm Jimin and I'm 11. I live at the streets so that's why I'm out now"
The woman looked with huge at him before she got teary and hugged the kid. She felt bad for him as she noticed all the bruises his face had as well.

"You must have it hard. I wish you luck, but I must go meet my boyfriend. Bye little one~" She said with a soft voice as she removed herself from him, waved and left.
Jimin kind of wished the hug lasted a lot longer, he never have had a hug before and it just.. It felt so nice, full of love. The love he missed so much.

He remember his early years where he wasn't sick, his parents loved him there. But it all changed so fast. Suddenly, his dad began being violent and his mother did nothing to help Jimin when he was receiving hits. And when Jimin started to get sick, the beating got even worse and his mother started to yell at him an verbally beat him.
Jimin sat down on a snowy bench, taking off his little backpack. He looked around in it before pulling out an apple he had taken from home. He had only taken a few fruits and an old sandwich from the fridge. He pulled his legs close to his stomach, trying to warm himself up as he filled his hungry stomach with the apple.

And then the dream ended. Jimin woke up as he was feeling quite hot, and some heavy was on his chest. He opened his eyes and looked down but only to noticed a sleeping Yoongi, hugging him close. He felt how his heart started to flutter, he was so beautiful, so cute.. And he looked so peaceful.

"You should kill him now you have the chance, just choke him Jijii" Dooly suddenly exclaimed, but Jimin shook his head lightly making sure not to wake up the other. He slowly moved his hand to caress Yoongi's cheek and hair with gentle touches.

He would never hurt this one.. Never.