flowers | yoonmin

十八

(a/n: text form. please do vote and comment. i really appreciate them. ^^)

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Min Jimin
Call | Contact Info

1:30AM

Jimin? It's been an hour. Where are you?

I know I did wrong, please come home. Let's talk it out.

Where the hell are you, Park Jimin? 

1:45AM

Babe, please pick up your phone.

I'm worried goddamnit. Please just answer your phone.

Where the heck are you? 

I know you're hurt by what I said. I know I'm such an idiot for saying those words to you, but believe me when I say that you're the total opposite of it.

You're beautiful, Park Jimin. I love you.

Please come home.

2:15AM

I'm going crazy, Jimin. Where are you?

I know I messed up so bad, Jimin. Please. I love you. It's all my fault. You can be mad at me you can get angry idc anymore. Please just come home safe.

Please come back home..

Yoongi kept on texting Jimin again and again. He even tried calling him for a million times but he ends up hearing Jimin's voicemail. He was frustrated.

He was sitting in front of the toilet. Why, you ask? He threw up 3 times already. His throat was burning, and his mouth tasted like acid. His stomach feels so hollow; he felt so sick. He was crying while texting Jimin, but all he received was nothing.

He even tried texting their friends to no avail. All of them had the same response. 

"I don't know hyung, I'm sorry."

"It's like 2 in the morning. Find him in the morning."

"I don't know where he is. Good luck finding him."

Piss off, he thought. 

He felt his stomach churning for the 4th time, and after a few seconds, he threw up again. He emptied his stomach with eyes shut because of the pain he was feeling, until he felt so tired that he can't even move his body anymore. He opened his eye and saw blood.

A lot of blood.

He felt nervous. He felt shaken. He never experienced throwing up blood ever since he found out he has cancer. He never thought it will be this serious. 

He started to feel dizzy. He wanted to throw up again, but his mind protests. He can't move. If he does, he might just fall down and collapse on the floor. But I have to empty my stomach. It hurts like hell, he thought. And so he stood up, only to fall down on the floor and hurt his back. He groaned out of pain. His head was spinning, his vision was starting to get blurry.

He tried to hold on to something for support, but everything was disappearing before him. He closed his eyes, too tired to open them anymore. He just let the darkness consume him.

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(a/n: min jimin bc min yoongi + park jimin hehehe)