DANGER // YOONMIN

15

ever since I'd met you,

you would always have to rush off to somewhere, and you never told me where you went.

I never asked because I knew you wouldn't answer it,

you like to answer questions that you brought up on your own,

and that was probably one of the most beautiful things about who you were,

you were refreshing and different.

so today you told me about where you go,

except you didn't exactly do it in the way I thought you would.

you left hints and led me all throughout the town.

the first note was at the playground,

it said

"go to the very first place we ever went together."

i instantly took off running towards the library,

I remembered how we had gone there,
and how I had waited for you to finish the book I had given you.

so when I arrived at the library, i already knew where to go,

I went to the shelf the book should be on and pulled it,

another note fell out upon the floor,

I wisked it up,

it read

"go to the record store that you bought the twelve records at,"

so that's what I did,

I ran all the way there,

when I got there an old man came up to me and handed me a note,

"go to the beach that we spent the night on,"

after I arrived at the beach, I couldn't find any note, confused, I almost left,

but then jin,

the guy who was arguing with you the first time we had been here handed me a small wadded up note without a word,

just a small, pitiful smile.

I unfolded it,

"go to your house,"

then

"go to the bottom floor of my favorite restaurant,"

following that,

"go to the building where you can see the stars,"

then,

"this is the last one,

go to 493 arabella blvd.

that is the place I go to every day,

I'm sorry for not telling you."

a small idea crept into my head,

I vaguely remembered the place you were talking about,

and I'm pretty sure I had been there a thousand times,

but I couldn't remember.

so I trudged up the street,

gazing at all the people passing by,

some were happy and lingered around,

and others were stressed and rushing wherever they needed to be,

and here I was trying to figure out this mysterious boy who seemed to have an obsession with games.

because that's all this was,

a game,

instead of telling me exactly where to go,

you brought me on a journey to every place we had ever been in the short amount of time that I had known you.

my feet stopped in front of an impressive white building,

493 arabella blvd.

it was the hospital.

there was a note taped to the front of the door,

it was for me.

"go to room 93, and then maybe you'll understand why I didn't want to tell you,

but I promise you, my dear, Yoongi, there is one more thing that I'm rather hesitant to tell you."

so I went to room 93 and read the plaque

"Na Ae Ra, psychiatrist."

and somehow I wasn't surprised,

in fact, when I had walked up to the hospital I had a feeling this is what I would be seeing.

suddenly, the door opened and a kindly looking woman ushered me inside.

"you must be Min Yoongi," she began.

I nodded.

"well as you may know,

Jimin, is one of my patients,

now I would never disclose this information to anyone, but he gave me explicit instructions that I must tell you.

I am jimin's psychiatrist,

now, for privacy's sake, I cannot tell you why exactly he comes here, but he does have a disorder,

and you must understand that he is fragile,

and can't control how he acts,

but, this is between you an me,

you're really helping him, Yoongi.

and, he really does love you, he just has an odd way of expressing it."

I nodded again and began speaking,

"is that why he always plays games with me,

and other people?"

but she didn't reply,

in fact she told me that she couldn't, but she was very glad that I didn't freak out like many people have before.

then I left,

that sad dreary hospital and went back to my home.

I sprawled across my bed and just thought,

about all the possibilities of the disorders you could have,

and I narrowed it down to a few.

but I wouldn't know for sure,

that is, until you disclosed that information to me.

but no matter what kind of disease you had, that wouldn't affect the way I viewed you,

because I fell in love with you for who you were, not for what kind of disease you happen to have.