Paws || 윤민 + 태국 |

Chapter 십사 | Guilt

At the moment Yoongi was getting his hand bandaged up by Seokjin and during the process he explained what happened between him and Jimin. Seokjin wanted to scowl at the mint haired boy for being too harsh with Jimin, given take his metal state right now. However, Seokjin could see how guilty Yoongi looked. Regret visible, his face contorted into the shape of utter guilt, lips quivering now and then. His insides felt like they were tearing him apart- showing the world he shouldn't even be by Jimin's side at all.

Seokjin also understood that it's not all of Yoongi's fault and even Namjoon agrees on that both Yoongi and Jimin are at fault and should be taking responsible for their actions. Unfortunately Yoongi's clearly too blind to see that and only blames himself, for everything.

Seokjin pulls him into a hug, carding his slender fingers through his mint locks and brushing his thumb alongside his pale face.

Yoongi just laid their emotionless, he's now the one to feel 'broken' in this household. Depression seeks in his mind and all he wants to do is drink—drink until he forgets which will more likely be for him passing out in the cold floor or couch.

"Don't beat yourself up babe.." Jin reassured as he traced circles on his back and just like that, Yoongi feel right asleep. Seokjin was the only person that Yoongi would actually rant to and tell what's on his mind, and what he's feeling. Seokjin was really like an Eomma to Yoongi who truly, but oddly saw as his parent or older brother. Seokjin was the first to ever see Min Yoongi cry since he was such a secretive and closed off person, who'd isolate his usual self.

Seokjin respected Yoongi and understood why he kept his emotions to himself from everyone; he saw himself as a burden since that's all his family ever saw him as-

an absolute burden..

Jin smiles softly once he heard quiet snores being heard below.
Namjoon creeped in the corner, spotting the two on the couch; the room was dim, only candles were the light source in their eyes but yet it was rather calming for them as they inhaled the sweet aroma of vanilla and coconut coating the air leaving their minds at ease.

"How's he doing?" Namjoon muttered quietly, walking over to take a seat next to the comforting pair. Yoongi was laying on Jin's lap as the rest of his body was curled up on the couch "Not too good.. he's still blaming himself for everything. For hurting Jimin with mental and emotional pain—also ruining his relationship then self-loathing" Namjoon glances down at the sleeping male his eyes bore into his facial features, sorrow being the only thing written for him.

"Does he not understand it's a TWO-SIDED mistake?" Jin shook his head sadly.

"I don't want him to do something he'll regret.. something reckless.."

"What do you mean?"

The couple exchange looks "I mean I don't want the depression he's slipping into to succeed"

It was quiet for a moment.

"I don't want Yoongi to kill himself" he stated finally, shocking Namjoon. His voice was laced with worry just thinking of his best friend going out there and taking his own life for such a silly reason. Namjoon wrapped an arm around Seokjin's neck and pecks his cheek "Don't worry Babe, we'll make sure that doesn't happen" Jin pouted and leaned on his shoulder as they stare at the burning flame flickering before them.

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I jolt up and began coughing uncontrollably, my hand clenching at my chest as I felt tears dwell in the cracks of my eyes. A glass of water was quickly handed to me. I used all my strength and power to drink the water careful not to choke anymore then what I had encountered moments ago.