gone [yoonmin]

four

Jimin was nervous. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to find, and he wasn't even sure if he wanted to find it.

He moved away from the picture, which was tucked in a corner of the dresser mirror. His hands were clammy as he decided to peek under the bed. There was a shoebox. He pulled it out and placed it on the bed, exploring its contents.

It had nothing but pictures of Yoongi and his family. Jimin knew little about them, only that they never supported his sexuality or his rebellious personality. He frowned before placing the box underneath the bed. He didn't want Yoongi to know someone was snooping through his stuff.

He checked the dresser drawers, only finding empty packs of cigarettes, underwear, and socks. He checked the closet last. It had a signed guitar--the signature was very sloppy and in English--with missing strings. He stood on his tippy toes, fingers reaching up to feel the top shelf, but there was nothing but dust. Finally, he searched through the clothes. It was a lot of black, but Jimin smiled proudly when he saw a tee-shirt that stood out because of it's bright, tie-dye colors. He pushed the other clothes out of the way to admire the shirt. It was a hoodie dyed green. On the front, in big black letters, it read, "You're red, I'm blue, and somehow we make green."

Jimin made it for him for Christmas. It was supposed to be a clever quote meaning, "We're two different people, but when we're together, we shock people with the outcome."Jimin thought it was cute, and even made a matching one for himself. Grinning, Jimin moved the hoodie out of the way to continue looking. When he spotted Yoongi's leather jacket, he knew something was weird.

Yoongi never left home without his leather jacket. Jimin has never seen him without it--except for the occasions where he sleeps and the one time they wore the previously mentioned matching hoodies. Furrowing his eyebrows, Jimin pulled the jacket off the closet railing and laid it down on the bed.

He searched the pockets, starting with the chest one. He didn't find anything until he unzipped the jacket and searched the inside. In the inside pocket was a cell phone. It clearly wasn't Yoongi's because Yoongi owned a Samsung, and this was an iPhone.

He pressed the home button and the phone came to life. He couldn't see the lockscreen very well, but that didn't matter. It was the notifications that caught Jimin's eye.

TWO MISSED CALLS: JIMINIE

It was Taehyung's phone.

But why did Yoongi have it?

Just as Jimin stared at it again, it started to ring. A familiar number flashed the screen, and Jimin soon recognized it as Yoongi's, but before he could answer, a yell stopped him.

"Jimin! What the hell are you doing here!?"

Jimin turned to face the voice and saw Yoongi, face almost red in anger. He marched forward, snatching the phone right from Jimin's fingertips. The phone had stopped ringing by now. Jimin was ready to question Yoongi, to yell at him when the phone rang again, only this time it was a notification sound.

Yoongi looked down at the screen and his features softened before they went hard again. Jimin watched him as he swallowed heavily.

"You need to leave," Yoongi said softly as his head tilted back up at Jimin, his eyes closed. Jimin recognized this; he was trying to calm himself.

"Why do you have it?" Jimin spoke, trying to calm the fear and anger he was feeling.

"Jimin, you--"

"No," Jimin interrupted, voice shaky, "why do you have Taehyung's phone? Do you know where he is?"

Yoongi didn't answer. Instead, he stared at the floor in front of Jimin's feet.