To Busan and Back || YoonMin

-Chapter 6-

JAKE STOP READING MY STUFF

-Suga POV-

I sat in the corner at the very end of class. Jimin still hadn't come back. Jungkook I wasn't particularly worried about. Only because I assumed he had gotten suspended for what he did. I missed Jimin so much. His smiles, his everlasting happiness. Jimin was my only friend left, since Taehyung left the school...and now him and Jungkook disappearing made me delusional.

'Baby bye bye bye. I tried to hold onto you. But I couldn't easily hold you. So I forgot you without even knowing'

The lyrics playing through my mind sent that first hot tear down my cheek. Once that one tear dripped down my chin, the rest followed in an unbroken stream. Everything I held in was ripped out of me at once. I would forget Jimin one day. The hard truth of it all.

My long mint bangs covered my tear-swollen eyes, and my breathing got heavy, until it became so hard to be quiet. No one noticed me though. Just like any other day.

Alone.

-Jimin POV-

I blinked open my eyes to a completely white room. Am I dreaming? A-Am I dead?! Fear grasped my heart like the claws of a demon.

"Jiminie?" A soft voice said. "You awake?" I got up and looked around more. In fact the room was that of a hotel's. Jungkook sat on the bed next to me, anxiously looking at me.

"Yeah.. What happened? Where are we?" I murmured groggily. My head hurt like someone was banging it against a wall of bricks, and my collarbone stung. Not waiting for an answer, I stumbled over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

I very nearly etched at my own image. Hundreds of little bruises lined the area around my neck and chest, and my cheeks were stained with dried tears. My hand shaking, I tentatively reached up and touched the blistered skin.

My breath hitched, I leaned against the counter, and my legs no longer supported me. I whispered shakily, "W-What has h-happened to me?" Jungkook rushed over to me, slipping a few times on the clean and slick bathroom floor. He took me in his soft but bloodied arms as I started crying on Jungkook's chest, using his shirt to wipe away the salty tears.

"Shh, it's gonna be okay. I promise.." he murmured to me along with other sweet nothings. But I could feel his tears dripping quietly onto my hair.

"What happened? P-Please don't lie.." I pleaded him. He sighed.

"I can't tell you.."

"Just tell me for god's sake!" I screamed and punched his chest. Jungkook let go of me in surprise.

Exhaling again, he began, "You got locked in a basement with me.. Hoseok.. He.." He didn't say more.

"Please tell me.. Please I have to know what happened.."

His shook his head vigorously and whispered, "Just thinking about it gives me a headache...I'm sorry, but I won't. I won't let you suffer more..." as more tears streaming down his cheeks and he took my face in his hands. He pressed his lips against mine carefully but hungrily, and I l flinched back suddenly, only to find Jungkook leaning forward, eyes closed, his lips still on mine. I gave in to him, even though my mind screamed at me to push him away. I just couldn't back away from this beautiful boy. Yoongi didn't exist in my mind right now. He didn't exist anymore in my head. I kissed back, savoring Jungkook's soft lips.

We made our way to the bed, still kissing each other. I let a small gap open between my lips and i felt Jungkook's tongue slip in my mouth. After he finished exploring my mouth, his mouth made its way down my neck. It felt wrong, somehow. "Please stop.." I breathed out. Jungkook looked confused and let go reluctantly.

"We should go back to school.." he said after a while. I nodded. We couldn't escape forever.

No matter how tempting it was.

The next day, Jungkook and I set out on our way after we had tended to our wounds from the encounter with J-Hope and his gang. Jungkook and I didn't talk the whole way; it was a withering silence. It was just the occasional "It's this way," or "You're going the wrong way."

I didn't think it would turn out like this. I didn't know how he felt about me. And the worst of all, I didn't know if I still loved Yoongi.

After several miles, a white and glass house appeared. "Well that's my stop," Jungkook said and left without another word. I wanted to say so many things to him. 'Sorry', or 'Goodbye', or even a simple 'Thank you.' Anything. But I just couldn't bring myself to say the words.

I stumbled along the street, my house another mile down. Halfway there, a voice stopped me.

"Jimin?" The boy's voice cracked with sadness and misbelief. I turned around and stared at him. My vision immediately blurred, and in no time, there were streams of tears pouring from my eyes.

"Y-Yoongi?"

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(A/N)

Okay last time I'm saying this cause now she does this everytime I make a chapter, MyPerfectMeal helped a ton so follow her, I'm gonna stop putting this just follow her. Aughh it's only the 6th chapter but it feels like ages..! Buhbai~

FLY HIGH, Loaf you all <3

-Yuwan