❝I'm scared❞ ❝You again❞ ❝I'm sorry.❞ " ❝No, talk to me. Are you alone? Who are you?❞ ❝I'm just a shadow.❞
Boy x boy
#833 minsuga
⚠🚨⚠【Not smut, but might include mature content】
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ლ If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? ლ ____
Third Person
The three stood frozen at their places, dubiously lost in the world of their own doubts but none of them aware of what the other had in mind.
For the shortest one, who stood at the threshold of the apartment, the world was crumbling apart; for the tallest one, who just wanted to get dressed and leave for he could feel a presence of darkness looming over and for the pale skin, who stood there clueless to everything.
"Looks like you have a guest, hyung."
Clenching his fists tight, Jimin spoke in a rather calm voice although everything inside him was nothing close to calm. He wanted to scream and break things, his heart was pounding in his ears as all the blood inside his body rushed everywhere, but he stood at the threshold, tightly holding the bag he was carrying.
"I-I was just leaving," the tall guy spoke out in a flash of a hurry.
He glanced back at Yoongi to which he replied with an odd nod, momentarily glancing toward Jimin.
Jimin could tell his face was flushed from anger and in any moment, he could burst into tears.
He cleared his throat so his voice didn't break while speaking.
"No need," Jimin uttered, stepping in front of the towering body who was about to leave. "It's... it's my cue to leave," he whispered.
Despite the fact that he wanted to sound nonchalant, his voice sounded too weak for his likeness.
"Baby, come on inside,"Yoongi urged, still clueless, "You just came. Why would you want to leave?"
Jimin scoffed, wiping his nose at the hem of his sleeve. His tears didn't betray, but his nose sure did. "Hyung, you're certainly busy."
"Whoa", the stranger put his hands in front of him as if to surrender, "I said I was just leaving. I live next door," he pointed to his right with his thumb while smirking. "Later, Yoongs." he bid without turning back and sassed away toward the direction he pointed.
Jimin stared at his half-naked back, mortified. Either he didn't care about his nakedness, or he was too confident of himself.
Either way, there was no one in the corridor to witness such shamelessness.
"Jiminah?" A deep, confused voice broke his trance. Jimin turned to look at Yoongi who was shifting his weight from one leg to another. "You still coming inside, right?"
Jimin hesitated for a while but eventually stepped inside the threshold, closing the door behind him.
"What's in the bag?"
Jimin blinked at the question and looked down at the bag he held in his hand. He had completely forgotten about it.
"I found some stuff in Tae's wardrobe," Jimin replied, still not recovered from the recent occurrence.
"Oh?"
The younger clearly missed how the name had brought nervousness in the face of the older, his confused state even worse.
A/N:
If you think I know where this is going, you're wrong :3
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