6 Months Earlier
His phone rang. The caller I.D. read "Sunshine JM". A smile spread across his face. He set down the bloody knife and picked up the call.
"Hey Jimin! What's up?" Yoongi cheerily spoke into the phone despite his red arm.
"I wanted... I wanted to see if you... um... if you could come over?" said Jimin in a small voice.
"Sure, I'll be right over. Is there something wrong baby-I mean buddy?"
"No... I'm just lonely." Jimin whispered as he hung up. Lonely again huh? At least this visit with Jimin would distract him from the pleasure of self-harm. Yoongi stretched his wrists under the cold running water flowing from the faucet, turning the innocent water pink.
He pulled on a black sweater to cover his arms and stepped out into the brisk afternoon hair. The March wind whipped his black hair and bit at his cheeks, giving them a rosy tint as he strolled down the sidewalk of the lonely street.
He rapped on the pale door that was Jimin's and it was quickly opened to reveal his friend's small apartment. Jimin's eyes were red and there were tear stains on his shirt sleeves. Sorrow clenched Yoongi's heart at the sight and he quickly grabbed Jimin's hand. He shut the door behind him and dragged the boy over to the couch. Yoongi pulled him down into a tight hug which turned into snuggling, but neither minded.
"Did the voices come back Jimin?"
