The contract ↬ Yoonmin

Chapter 38 // Grass

'A little anger leads to a little disaster.'

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Hurt.

Jimin feels his breathing is a little hard to do, and his whole face is in pain.

He does remember things that happened before he passed out at the street.

The magician was trying to help his friend, he was desperate because Yoongi was out of control at that moment. Jimin accidentally went in front of Yoongi when he was trying to stop the devil, but he ended up getting punched because everything was too fast.

He should be mad, sad and having his feelings mixed badly, yet the first thing he does when he realises he just wakes up from his little unconscious is smile—

To, his devil who is beside him with his cold fingers hold his hand tightly. He's sleeping, yet the grip is tight. The guilt washes over him.

"Yoongi hyung." Jimin calls out, his voice sounds a little hoarse due to the 'overslept'.

The devil opens his eyes slowly and leans his back on the chair while combing through his hair using his fingers.

"You're awake." Yoongi says, looking down with his unexplained expression.

Jimin nods, looking away to the window. It's still in daytime, and the birds are chirping happily on the branches.

"The birds are happy." The younger says quietly, almost sounds like a whisper. Yoongi looks up, and he stares at the beautiful young man who is laying on the bed with a small smile plastered on his face.

The white outfit of the hospital, his grey-ish hair and his perfect face suit his personality well.

Pure, and innocent in his way.

"I'm sorry, Jiminnie." Yoongi sighs, moving his gaze on the floor again when Jimin tilts his head from staring at the window.

Jimin holds the devil's cold hand gently, squeezing it effortlessly. "I'm fine, don't bother."

Yoongi shakes his head lightly, "No.."

The younger remains silent, he hates looking at how guilty his lover is because of the accident.

"You're in this condition because of me, if only I able to control my anger. If only I can be a good guardian for you, if only I'm better than this.." Yoongi's tears stop his words, he closes his face shamefully while sliding away his hand from Jimin's.

"You're the best for me and you're aware of that." Jimin says with full of confidence, dropping his gaze on Yoongi's tears that drop on the bed.

Jimin opens his mouth to talk again since Yoongi still remains quiet while looking down with hands on his face.

"Hyung."

Yoongi looks up, and Jimin is already in the legs-crossed position. He manages to sit with his drained energy, because he just wants to comfort the older.

The younger silently wraps his arms on Yoongi's head since he's on the bed, while the devil is on the chair, making them automatically in different heights.

Yoongi's forehead rests perfectly on Jimin's skinny chest, calming him down with the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. The devil slowly pulls the younger closer by hugging his smaller body, pulling him slightly.

"It's not your fault, Yoongi hyung. Please don't blame yourself like this, it's hurting me. Smile, for me." Jimin says sweetly, brushing Yoongi's silver hair lovingly.