shadows｡ yoonmin

thirty six

Jimin made it up to the apartment and walked in. He furrowed his eyebrows as he looked around. It was too silent.

"Taehyung?" He called. "Of course. He's not gonna answer me." He mumbled.

He looked closely and noticed some boxes off in the living room. He tilted his head in confusion and walked towards them.

"Kitchen, bathroom, bedroo— wait a minute." His heart dropped. "No no no, Taehyung no. Taehyung!" He ran to their bedroom and burst in.

Taehyung looked at Jimin, tears falling from his eyes. He looked terrible. He had bloodshot eyes and a red nose. His hair was a mess and he had the most heartbreaking frown Jimin has ever seen on him. Ever.

"Taehyung." Jimin's voice cracked.

"Don't. Don't!" The younger yelled. "I don't want to deal with you anymore."

"Don't tell me you're gonn—"

"Yes. For good."

"No! You can't!" Jimin yelled. "What am I gonna do without you?!"

"You were clearly fine with Yoongi. Go to him. Go on. Be happy."

"Taehyung, listen—"

"No, Jimin. Please, listen to me. Go back to Yoongi and don't hurt me more than I already am. I can see now that he makes you happy. Happier than I could ever make you. I don't want to see you ever again. Please. Just, forget I even existed. I beg you." Taehyung started breathing heavily. "Don't call me, don't text me. Don't even bother thinking about me. I'll be gone by tonight."

"Don't do this to me. Taehyung, please! You can't fucking do this to me! Please!" Jimin yelled, warm tears rolling down his cheeks. "Please." He cried.

Taehyung looked at the older and shook his head at him.

"I didn't do anything, Jimin. You did this to yourself." He whispered.

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I WAS LISTENING TO MIRACLES IN DECEMBER THEN HOLD ME TIGHT COMES ON AND I START TEARING UP WHILE WRITING THIS HOLY SHIT

this is too sad for me gtgtgtgtg