The contract ↬ Yoonmin

Chapter 44 // Lost

Lost ; become unable to find (something or someone).

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"We can't."

Yoongi's expression falls from his usual smiling face whenever he's with Jimin. His awful thoughts hunt him down in a second, but his tounge left him speechless to ask.

Jimin touches the devil's slender hand to comfort him but Yoongi pulls back his hand immediately, and leaves the room without sparing any glance towards the younger.

The magician's vision is getting blurrier, he takes the pillow and closes his face to sob silently.

H-He hates me, I really am useless.

Yoongi shuts his eyes tightly, he able to listen to every false thoughts that Jimin is thinking negatively. But-

One part makes him realises, there's not even a single word of angel in his thoughts.

Yoongi cut himself into two, a part is saying that he meant it in different way meanwhile another part is saying that Jimin knows the devil able to hear him mentally so he controls his thoughts because he isn't a human.

The hurtful words and memories are sending aches inside him, Yoongi decides to walk out and take a fresh air for a while to clear up his mind.

Seems like today didn't start well.

He manages to brush his teeth and splashes water onto his face, while stealing a few of glances at the bedroom's door. Hoping that Jimin will walk out, but no, he's not because he's still crying.

Yoongi walks out from the house, and sits at the nearby bench at his front house. There's only a few of people that are already up at this hour, some are going to work and some are jogging.

The devil closes his eyes, he really loves the younger but the only thing that stops their relationship is; trust issues.

"You can't hurt him by loving him."

Yoongi opens his eyes, straightening his back when he hears someone whispering beside his ear.

He looks around, and he gains nothing. There's no one, not even a person close by.

Yoongi groans, he looks down with fists on his head.

"He's an angel, don't hurt him."

The devil looks up, and his eyes widen at his view. No, his surroundings.

He's nowhere at the same place.

Plain white.

Yoongi clenches his jaw, "I know it's you, Hoseok."

Hoseok appears behind him, clapping his hands slowly. "Miss me?"

The devil spits on his shoes, "Bullshit as fuck, now cut this pussy game. Yeah?"

Hoseok bites his lips with brows furrowed, "This is how you greet your old lover? You love me a lot, what's wrong."