unlike anyone in the world - yoongi [completed]

19

"hello?" you spoke through the phone. you had no sleep and the sun was rising slowly. your face was very red and puffy from all the escaping tears. you decided to call jimin and ask about last night.

"hi? are you sick? your voice sounds so tired." he replied, concern tangled throughout his voice. "no. i don't think so, just a little sleepy. anyway, why did you leave me there all alone last night?" you recalled the events from before. jimin sucked in a heavy breath. 

"i'm really sorry about that. i got all drunk and needed to go home." he replied. you could picture his face, disappointed at himself. "it's okay.." you let out. your legs were burning with the amount of stepping you were doing. 

"hey um, can i come over?" your legs dragged against the street below. "of course. i have something to talk to you about too." jimin said. you nodded, though he couldn't see you. "well, i'll be over in five. talk to you soon." you blew a kiss and let him say goodbye before hanging up. 

you trudged your way over to jimin's house, slowly making it and walking inside. it was empty and the warmth hit your body nicely. a cinnamon smell filled the house and it suddenly became very comfortable.

"i'm here, it's minah." you called out. jimin walked from a side room and his face darkened. "minah! you look so sick." he cried. you frowned, "i've been walking since i left that party last night." a huff left your lips. jimin hopped up, grabbing blankets and ran to the kitchen. he poured a mug of already warm coffee and handed it to you.

"you poor thing." he looked at you with concern. you smiled and cuddled up into the large blankets, taking a sip of coffee. "thank you." you grinned. jimin smiled back. "so, what's up? what were you wanting to talk about?" you asked.

jimin's look changed, "well um, how do i put this? so at the party.. i was drinking and...well- i kissed yoongi last night...." he said. your eyes widened. "why? oh my god jimin! first off, that's my boyfriend not yours. second, you know he's a god damn fuck boy what were you thinking!?"

jimin cringed as he thought about the event. "i don't even know. i guess my drinking took over." he let out. 

"jeez man. why does everyone want my boyfriend?" you rolled your eyes. "i'm calling him." you said, picking up your phone. jimin stood and swung his arms around, "no, no, no! please don't bring him over! i don't ever wanna see him again!" he yelled out.

you crossed your arms, "well damn, okay then." you slumped back and waited until jimin left to call yoongi.

the phone rang and rang and rang, and he never picked it up. the call never took place because yoongi didn't want to answer. you huffed and laid down, thinking of how much you hated yoongi right now. 

suddenly you heard screaming come from jimin's room. you ran in to see him squeezing a fluffy blue pillow and complaining into it. you just left, ignoring it and trying not to do it yourself. 

you sighed extremely loud and kept punching the throw pillow that was set on the sofa. "why! why! why! why!" you huffed dramatically. 

-

the night was approaching and you didn't get any contact from yoongi either. jimin was slightly out of body, making a small dinner. you were laid out flat on the floor, just resting. the room was pretty warm but a nice warm. not a warm that made you feel humid or made you feel sweaty. just a warm that gave you a safe feeling.

"minah." jimin called. you eyes opened and you looked over. "yeah?"

"dinner's done. i'm not gonna eat, i'll be in my room sleeping." he said and left the kitchen. you frowned. jimin wasn't acting normal. 

you ate the dinner and placed yourself crisscrossed on the floor, watching some random show on cartoon network. it was nearly ten pm and you got very little rest the past few days so you just decided to sleep on the couch, letting the tv run throughout the chilly night. 

you finally fell to sleep as you heard the laughter of the cartoon characters go on, having a blast with their little adventures.