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forty seven

                  

"Spare me, goddamn it."

Yoongi grumbled as he turned towards the door. "What do you want, Taehyung? We're obviously busy here."

Jimin pushed Yoongi away and smiled sheepishly. "Nope! We're free. What did you want?"

"Nothing, never mind." Taehyung laughed before leaving the two alone.

"Wanna continue?" Yoongi asked. Jimin raised an eyebrow. "What? I'm serious."

"Just go unpack." Jimin said, causing Yoongi to sigh. He got up, frowning, and started unpacking his suitcase.

Jimin's phone made a sound so he casually checked it.

_!qoH999: Do you really think I won't find out you came to Jeju?

Me: Came?
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_!qoH999: Yes, dear. I was here before you but it's nice to know you marched right into my homeland. Well, second homeland. Whatever. You're probably staying at Seokjin's house, huh? Since he has a house there. And awe, you brought along your other friends. Cute.

Me: why wont you leave me alone? What do you want? ill do whatever you want, just leave me alone
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_!qoH999: Kill yourself.

Me: you go kill yourself, you sick bastard. What are you? a girl? A guy? Neither?
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_!qoH999: You're gonna regret that. Oh wait, you won't be able to because you'll be dead. I still ask myself how the fuck did Hoseok get such friends because I don't see his friends as good people, you killer. It's all your fault. Killers like you should die and rot in hell. Fuck you, Park Jimin.

Jimin turned his phone off and clutched his head. Yoongi was busy unpacking his bag so he didn't notice Jimin having a hard time breathing. He got up and left the room, ignoring Yoongi's calls.

He went to the bathroom and locked the door, sliding down and silently crying.

"What am I doing?" Jimin whispered, staring at the bathtub. "If I do kill myself, I won't have to suffer with this person anymore."

"Jimin?" A voice said.

"Yeah?" He tried his best to sound normal.

"Are you okay? Why'd you ignore me when I was calling you?"

"I just really needed to use the bathroom, Yoongi."

"Oh, okay."

Jimin's lips trembled as he hugged his knees. He furiously wiped away his tears and stood up, walking to the mirror. He stared at himself before pulling his hair. His cries were still silent. He washed his face and waited a bit before leaving the bathroom. He didn't want the others to know he cried.

He stepped into his and Yoongi's room and started unpacking his bags. The strange thing was, Yoongi's stuff were nowhere to be seen.

"What the fuck?" Jimin furrowed his eyebrows before leaving. "Seokjin?!"

"I'm your hyung, bitch, call me that!"

"Where's Yoongi?"

"He's not with you?" Seokjin came out of the kitchen and looked at Jimin. "Your eyes are red. What happened?"

"Yoongi?!" Jimin yelled, ignoring Seokjin. He looked everywhere but he couldn't find him. He walked through the other rooms and found him in the last one. It was a bit smaller. "Yoongi? Why are you here?"

"Leave me alone."

"What did I do?"

"Nothing, Jimin. You did nothing. Please, go away."

"Literally a few minutes ago, you were fine. What happened?!" Jimin got angry.

"I said, go away!" Yoongi yelled, standing up and shoving Jimin backwards, causing him to fall on his back. "Go, leave! I don't want to see your face!"

"I hate you!" Jimin yelled back, getting up and running out of the room and back to where he put his bags.

He jumped onto his bed and cried. He didn't know what was happening with Yoongi. The first second, he's fine and the next, he's like a monster.

Yoongi sighed and looked down. "I'm so sorry, Jimin." He mumbled to himself before closing the door and falling on his bed.