At Yoongis house, we just chilled together.
Laying on the bed, legs overlapping,
I really enjoyed just spending time with him.
I got up to go to the bathroom.
Before I left the bathroom,
I saw some bottles in the cabinet.
I picked them up to have a closer look.
They were pills.
His pills.
I read the labels.
Anxiety, depression, eating disorder.
I started crying.
I never knew Yoongi was going through so much pain.
He must have noticed that I was taking a while in the bathroom because he walked in,
and saw me crying with the bottles in my hand.
YOU ARE READING
A DIARY BY JIMIN (SEQUEL)
Fanfiction"I care about you Yoongi, you just don't know it."
