Fat •Jihope•

VI

{A/N: Hi, Im not dead. I'm grounded from my phone, been grounded since Monday. I'm updating on my Mom's tablet cause Instagram and wattpad are the only apps I can have on this thing! Sorry!!!!!}

Yoongi

{  a week later }

I looked over at my clock.

2:28 am

I groaned and rubbed my eyes.
I sat up and moved some of my mint hair from my face.
{A/N: Mint Yoongi💠 }
I took out my phone.

Min-toe: Hey you up?

Chimchimy: Yeah

Min-toe: Why are you up?

Chimchimy: I should be asking you the same thing

Min-toe: Ur not my mum, we have
Jin for that

Chimchimy: True ha,,,well I think I'm gonna try to sleep now, night

Min-toe: k, night

I laid my phone against my chest.
I stood up, stretching my arms.
Since it seems like I'm not going to bed I'll just go to the living room.
I sluggishly walked out of my room, passing by all the guys rooms.
Each very quiet since they were asleep.

As I passed Jimin's door I thought I heard something from the other side.
I thought it was just him trying to get comfortable in his bed. . .
But I got curious.

I leaned my ear against Jimin's door and listened.
I heard some kind of muffled sob.
Crying?
Was Jimin crying?
I decided to check.
I knocked on the door lightly.

"Jimin? Are you okay in there?"

I could hear the sobbing subsiding.
A small sniffle, and some shuffling.

"Y-yeah, Im ok."

His voice cracked.
I was worried.
I reached for the door knob.

"I'm coming in, ok?"

I heard a small "ok" from the other side.
I opened the door, walking into the younger's room.
Clothes were scattered along the ground and everything was just a mess.

Jimin sat on his bed, looking at the wall opposite of me.
I heard him sniff and wipe his hands over his face.
He turned towards me with a small smile.

"Hello Yoongi-hyung."

The only light coming from his room was from a small lamp on the dresser.
The mirror on top of it was covered by a blanket.
Jimin's eyes were red and puffy, his smile looked sad and broken.

"Jiminie. . .are you okay?"

I walked across the giant mess on the floor towards his bed and sat beside him.
His pink hair covered his eyes a bit but I could still see how hurt he looked.

"Of course I'm okay Yoongi."

He said twiddling with his thumbs.
No matter how much he smiled he still looked sad.
I decided to do the only thing I could do at the moment.
I pulled Jimin in for a hug.

Wrapping my arms around his waist and hugging him.
He wrapped his arms around my neck and snuggled his face into my neck.
Sobs escaped Jimin's lips as I felt his tears soak into my shirt.
I rubbed his back softly trying to comfort him.

What could have made Jimin this sad?
I would have asked him but I felt like it wasn't the time.

"P-please don't t. .tell the o-others."

He sobbed quietly into my shirt.
I nodded slightly at his request.
We stayed like that for a bit until his tears and sobs subsided.
He let go of me and wiped his tears.

"Th-thank you Yoongi-hyung."

I smiled softly.
He laid down on his bed, he must be tired from the crying.
I could already hear his soft snores.

"Anything for you Jimin."

{A/N: When you came for the Jihope and got Yoonmin. . .😮😑😉 }

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