What's the worst? | hiatus

Crashing

It wasn't always this way.  It used to be night skies and dim lights, now it's just chaos.

It was 4am by the time I reached home. I walked into the living room, the smell of whiskey still lingers from the night before. When we were just being teenagers, having a few drinks, smoking a few cigarettes. That was the definition of normal for us.  I looked at the empty couch that is filled with memories. Some amazing...

Yoongi looked straight into my eyes, giggling with his drowsy eyes. His eyes form an eye smile as he grabbed my waist. "He's clearly drunk, maybe I like the drunk him better" I thought to myself. The tip of nose touched as he pulls me closer. "Babe..." He gave me a small smirk. "Can I steal a kiss?" He giggled for a second. "I promise I'll retu-" Before he could finish one of his cheesy pick-up lines,  I connected our lips. I could feel his smile as that happened. 

Some not so.

"Jiminieeee..." He was drunk again but this time it felt like we were in a blackhole with no way out, we were trapped in time. Broken bottles of alcohol scattered all over the ground, Yoongi wasn't himself today. I looked at him laying on the old couch, tears stained his cheeks. "I did something bad, Jimin." He pulled my shirt and stuffed his face into my chest. "It's okay, Yoongi. What did you do?" I could hear his muffled cries, they were soft and calm but I could see the destruction in him, how broken he was at that moment. He removed his body from my embrace. His blonde hair messy and cheeks puffy. "I-" A tear strolled down his cheek. I looked at him with concern eyes  and proceeded to wipe of his tears. "I killed someone."

That was the moment everything came crashing down.