Bandaid

Chapter 1

Yoongi's P.O.V
I have the same routine everyday. Wake up, write music, drink, wallow in self pity, contemplate death, go to sleep....its been this way for years..a battle of true self hate and internal conflict.
I never expect any different. Ever. This is just how it is and it does not change. Sometimes I consider actually ending it all..instead of just contemplating, but my music is so important to me..thats where the internal conflict comes in..
I sit up all these thoughts running through my head I check the time 4am no surprise there working on my music throws off my schedule. I sigh rolling out of bed I walk to the bathroom.
I flick on the light momentarily blinded from the sudden brightness. I splash water on my face and quickly brush my teeth. I go and sit at my laptop opening it up.
The page of my lyrics pop up, I roll my eyes..I really didn't want to do anything right now. I get up and get dressed in a sweater and some ripped skinny jeans, after I put on my shoes I run my hand through my disheveled hair.
I grab my flask and head out the door for an early morning walk to the liquor store.

Jimin's P.O.V
I clock in early not wanting to be home, its too lonely..not that this place is any better, but at least I'm doing something other than moping around or sleeping. I go behind the counter waiting for any customers..which is very unlikely at this time.
I take out my phone and start to play a random game I downloaded a few days ago, when I hear the door open the bell above it ringing. I see a pale man with messy dark brown hair and a flask in his hand.
"Welcome to Omelas Liquor Store." I say with a small smile. The guy looks at me and nods. I huff, he is a real conversation starter. I pull myself up on the counter dangling my legs over the side watching him look at all the different alcohols.
"So what brings you in so early?" I ask feeling embarrassed. He glances at me. "A drink." He says wiggling a bottle of whiskey in the air. I mentally face palm myself "Right.." I look down at my legs.
The man comes to the counter and sets down a small bottle of whiskey. As he is closer now I see his features they are familiar he comes here often. "Its you." I say pulling myself off of the counter to check him out.
He nods "Its me." I chuckle "I didn't recognize you for some reason..probably because I couldn't get a good look." I say looking down as I feel a blush cover my cheeks. It was mister mysterious..
I didnt know his name..or anything about him except that at least 3 times a week he would come in and by a few bottles of whatever would get him drunk..usually whiskey.
As I grab his credit card so he can pay he opens his flask and fills into the brim with the small bottle of whiskey pouring the little bit left into his mouth a drop lands on the corner of his mouth dripping down I instinctively reach forward and wipe it away.
In that moment he and I lock eyes. It was silent for a moment. I clear my throat and pull my hand away apologizing "I-I am sorry about that." I dig my nails into my palm scolding myself for being so dumb and embarrassing. I look down at my hand. I had broken the skin again.
You can see the scars of where I had done this action so many times before. I sigh. I hand him his card back. He smirks, "you look like you need a drink." He says. My eyes shoot up surprised by his words..or that he spoke at all really he doesn't say much.
I look at his flask, and chuckle nervously as he reaches it into my direction. I take it twisting the top open and taking a swig I scrunch up my nose "you sure like the strong stuff." he laughs at my words.
"Oh come on its not that bad." He says as he throws his head back taking a sip. I am surprised that he was talking with me..normally he isn't so...social. I slide back onto the counter sitting Indian style.
"So what's your name?" The stranger asks I smile "You first." He looks down glancing up under his lashes..was he flirting? "Min Yoongi." He says shrugging I nod.."Nice to meet you Min Yoongi..I am Park Jimin."
He leans against the counter. "Well Park Jimin...I have one question for you." He says looking at my hands, that I didnt realize were revealing my scars as well as the fresh marks.
He hesistates, I'm practically on the edge of the counter waiting for him to speak. He looks at my eyes all the humor and fun gone from his face. He was blank. He stands up straight. And walks away, and out of the store leaving me dumbstruck. I sigh, 'what did I do wrong Min Yoongi?'

Yoongi's P.O.V
I walk out of the liquor store with a sigh as I scratch the back of my head. 'No point in leading the poor boy on' I think to myself as it was so obvious that he was attracted to me..I just dont want to start something that I'm not mentally equipped to finish.
I start to walk home, my phone buzzes. I sigh who would be texting me now I dont have anyone to text with. I look at my phone and dont recognize the number. I open the text

Unknown: So you're just going to abandon me like that?

Yoongi: Jimin is this you? How did you get my number?

-Name changed to Jimin-

Jimin: Your card is logged in our computer system because you come here so often..so I just took your number from there.

I put my phone away really quick after reading his message as I jog up the steps to my apartment building. I was a little weirded out by Jimin, he was a very persistent person I guess. I get inside my room and lay on my stomach on my bed and pull my phone back out.

Yoongi: You are such a stalker.😂

Jimin: No I'm not I swear, I just wanted to know why you left in such a hurry we were having nice conversation.

Yoongi: Let's just say, that conversation would go no where for us.

Jimin: Are you sure? Because you seemed to want to ask me something...

Yoongi: 😒 Fine so maybe I did. All I was going to ask is if you were gay..but I saw those scars on you hands and I knew that if I took a chance on asking you out on a date things wouldn't work. Two wrongs dont make a right.

Jimin: What does that even mean Yoongi?

I left him on read...I didnt feel like dealing with this. He had issues I had issues it just wouldn't work..especially with someone like me. I shouldn't have to explain myself right...I told him no he should just let it be. My phone buzzes again I roll my eyes picking it up.
What does this guy want from me I said no. I open the text.

Jimin: You will never know unless you try...

I don't answer. Maybe I dont want to try. Maybe I dont want to try anything anymore. Maybe I'm done, I officially gave up...I toss my phone onto my desk and rub my hands over my face.
"You will never know unless you try..." I shake my head you have got to be kidding me.
What am I doing? I pick up my phone. And open up to our messages.

Yoongi: Fine...but prepare to be dissapointed.

I send that last text he reads it without responding. I click my phone off and lay back in bed. What did I get myself into?

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