The Boy Next Door | Yoonmin ✔

February 18th

2:19 p.m.

Yoongi was stacking books when he heard the door behind him open. The little bell above the door jingled, signalling there was a customer. He didn't turn around to see who is was and kept on stacking his books.

He reached down and grabbed another book out of the back. The background was white with a very intimidating crow on the front of it. Black lettering was sprawled across the top in sloppy looking writing; The Cawing Of The Crow  Yoongi read. Fantasy. He stepped off the ladder and moved to a bookshelf on the far wall. He shoved it in between two books.

He moved back to the box and crouched down pulling out two more books. One was red and the other was green. Yoongi snorted. Christmas colours. A holiday that was long gone. "For someone who doesn't read, you sure find books amusing."

Yoongi looked up. "Look, Hyung. I bought new mitts."

Jimin smiled at him awkwardly. Yoongi stood up and held out his hands, admiring the new mittens. They were free from holes and when he slipped them off Jimin's hands, his fingers weren't frozen like last time. "Good for you." Yoongi mused, ruffling  his hair. Jimin giggled.

"I brought coffee." Jimin said as Yoongi walked past him. Jimin admired Yoongi as he stacked a few more books. Yoongi was dressed in black as usual; black jeans and a black t-shirt.

"Did you?"

"Mmm Hmm. I just got out of class. Thought I would come visit... Is that okay?"

Yoongi stopped stacking books and glanced over his shoulder.

"Of course."

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"-And the waves crashed against the rocks angrily. Joseph stood at the edge in horror, flashes and images of Emily's body free falling to her death, her mangled-"

Jimin stopped reading and looked up. Yoongi was sitting on the counter, sorting through a stack of books. "Why did you stop?"

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable." Jimin replied. "This is some pretty dark stuff."

"Keep going. Please."

"-her mangled body lying on the rocks. Without thinking twice, Joseph turned on his heel and fell backwards off the cliff. The air swirled around him, and Joseph felt entirely free in that moment. He wasn't afraid and he wasn't worried about anything at all. It was quick and painless. If Joseph could not live with Emily, he would not live at all." Jimin closed the book and set it down.

"Is that is?" Yoongi asked.

"I'm afraid so."

"There has to be more." Yoongi argued, grabbing his stack of sorted books. He joined Jimin at his side. "It can't end like that.

Jimin took the stack of books from him so that Yoongi could place them in their places. "Sorry Hyung. Sometimes the story doesn't have a happy ending. Not everybody gets to live happily ever after." He passed Yoongi a book and watch him put it on the shelf.

"Did you like the story?"

"I did. Very much." Jimin responded, handing him another book. They moved further down the row, and Yoongi took another book off the stack and shelved it. "What about you?"

"I didn't like the ending. Joseph and Emily didn't deserve to die. However, I never liked Joseph to begin with."

"Why not?" Jimin eyed him curiously. He could never talk to Taehyung or Jungkook about books. He was interested in Yoongi's opinion.

"He was a prick to Emily, in the beginning he was. He was very rude, always yelling at her. He chased after other women, and treated her with no respect."

"But Emily wasn't all that innocent. She slept with his beat friend multiple times before marrying his brother to spite him after everything he'd done. And once he died, she came running back to him." Yoongi smirked.

"You win." Jimin laughed.

"I know." He responded. "What time is it?"

"It's almost five thirty."

"It's getting late."

"You can go home, Jimin. I won't mind."

"No. I want to stay. How long is your shift?"

"Another hour."

"You stack, I'll read."

"Sounds like a plan to me."

"Good. Start stacking."