Hummingbird (jikook/kookmin)

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Jimin didn't see Jungkook anymore after that night and he was sure the younger was worried about him, blowing up his phone when he finally realized that Jimin had stopped coming to school. Taehyung was worried too (along with his friend Hoseok) but Jimin just told them that he was fine and handling personal issues.

He didn't even bother replying back to Jungkook and instead just blocked his number altogether.

Surprisingly enough that didn't stop Jungkook from using every other phone in his house to call Jimin — his only resort seeing as Jimin never told him where he lived so he couldn't just pop up at his house.

Jimin answered a few times to the unknown numbers and upon hearing Jungkook's voice he hung up immediately and blocked those numbers too, his broken heart racing in his chest at the sound of the younger's worried voice.

Eventually, Jungkook stopped trying but Jimin never stopped hurting... in fact Jungkook giving up just gave him more of a reason to do so even though he already knew it was nobody else's fault but his own.

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"Shit! The cops are here!"

Jimin barely heard Yoongi's voice, and it wasn't because it was loud or anything. A room full of true druggies was never loud, usually because everyone was too stoned to say much or borderline dead from overdosing, much like Jimin.

Matter of fact, he was too stoned to comprehend anything at this point really.

The walls were spinning, he was seeing shit float everywhere, a random unicorn, and then suddenly people were running.

"Police! Open up!"

He was still smiling even when Yoongi shook his head in pity, quickly packing his beloved cannabis.

"See man I told you to lay off that hard shit. It's no good for you!"

"S-Says the guy who sells it to me."

Yoongi seemed to think about those words before sighing sadly and leaning down to grab his hand.

"Come on before your ass ends up in jail," He ushers, pulling a giggling Jimin up and leading them out the sliding door where they take the fire escape to get down from the apartment.

"Do you want a ride or what?" Yoongi asks, quickly unlocking his car as someone shouts, "Seoul police! Hands up!" to whoever is still in the apartment.

"Nah... I should walk this off. D-Don't 'cha think?" Jimin questions amusingly yet he can barely even keep his eyes open let alone stand up straight.

Yoongi just sighs at him. "Dude I know you're still hurt about your mom passing away but it wasn't your fault okay? You gotta let it go and move on."

"Right because moving on will erase everything she put me through. Yeah okay," He nods sarcastically, almost falling as he feigns sureness.

Yoongi just looks away at that, feeling guilty because he shouldn't even know what Jimin's mother had put him through. He only knows now because Jimin was so high off his ass that he accidentally slipped up and told him that his mom liked to touch him when he was a kid all the way until he was 19. Yoongi had been shocked of course but more sorry than anything.