Magic 8 Ball ✔️

XV

The harsh winter air nipped at Jimin's skin as he aimlessly walked around the park, his scuffed trainers kicking up small stones which flew off in many directions with the help of the strong wind blowing against the walking figure. He began to shiver, wanting desperately to gome home to warmth, but there was only one flaw with that wish. Jimin didn't know where home was.

"Come on Jimin, when will you grow up and realise you will never be as good as the rest of us? It's fine hyung, that's just how it is for you,"

He didn't feel like he was part of BTS anymore, he didn't feel like he belonged in the family that they had created since their debut in 2013. His feet began moving, taking him on an adventure, unpredictable locations, his mind clouded with doubt and uncertainty. It wasn't until he stopped that he realised that the location wasn't unpredictable as he first believed, but he walked to a place which he knew the route to like the back of his hand. 

He looked up at the tall building that housed the other six members of the group and he became overwhelmed with emotions. He felt like he could choke on them, he tried to hold back the sobs that were urging him to release, eventually the urge became too strong for him to hold back and he let it all out, he fell to his knees, gravelled stones digging into the palm of his hands. 

Once Jimin got ahold of himself and managed to calm down, he decided to stay sitting on the cold wet ground and look up to the building, to calm down he decided to try and figure out which window had once belonged to him. After ten minutes of getting confused and restarting his search, he found it, but there was somebody standing on his balcony. It was hard to see who it was, considering the person was five stories up away from his position on the ground, but from the silhouette of the person, he knew it was a man. Did they replace him?

The idea alone scared Jimin to the core, he began shaking like a madman on drugs. He looked up again and a light turned out near the silhouette, showing bright green hair, signifying that it was Yoongi that was standing on his balcony. He was holding something in his hand, it was a largish shape, round so it had fitted perfectly in his hands. It had no bright colours  to it and it blended into his shirt, the object must be a dark shade; black perhaps. 

It seemed like Yoongi was talking to it, making Jimin confused. Why would Yoongi be talking to an inanimate object? Why was Yoongi actually awake to talk to an inanimate object? He's normally asleep at this time. It wasn't until Yoongi shook the object in his hand that Jimin finally understood Yoongi's abnormal actions. 

He was speaking to Jimin's magic 8 ball. 

Jimin watched Yoongi, fascinated. He always had been fascinated by the arrogant elder, the way he almost walked around the apartment like he was still half asleep (most of the time he was), the way he always seemed disgusted by the group members, but how sweet he was to them. How he can go from moody to the sweetest and most adorable person in South Korea in 0.00001 seconds. He was tossing the ball to and fro, but when a particular strong gust of wind came along, it blew the ball out of his hand and it came crashing to the ground. 

"NO!" a loud cry was heard through the cold night. 

Jimin looked around to see who it was, but when he saw Yoongi looking directly at him that he realised it was him who had shouted aloud, and he also realised his mistake. Yoongi knows he's there.

"Jimin!" 

Jimin scrambled to get up, not wanting to get caught and have to answer any questions. With this in mind, he bolted off into the direction of the park. He managed to get a good distance away from the building before he heard the footsteps of many other people following him. He could only guess that it was Seokjin, Yoongi, Namjoon, Taehyung and Jungkook. He wanted to run faster, he wanted to get away so he didn't have to face the people he believed he let down, but he couldn't. He hadn't eaten in days and it was taking a toll, he was tired, hungry, dehydrated and had no energy left whatsoever. 

"Jimin!" 

Jimin stopped. 

He turned around.

 And then he fell.