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"Finallyyyyy~ I'm out of that hell hole." Jimin screamed and slowly dragged his ass to sit on the couch. "Are you going out again, hyung?"

"Sorry, what?" Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows.

Jimim faked a laugh and coughed. "Well, I just thought you're going out cause you always do that. For always, I mean everyday. So yeah, are you?"

"Minnie.." Yoongi sat beside the younger and held his hand. Jimin tried his best not to look at the older so he kept on fiddling the hem of his sweater. "Are you mad at me for always going out?"

"I'm not."

"If you're not, then why are you acting like this?" Yoongi asks softly.

"I'm just.." Jimin bit his lower lip, trying not to shed a single tear. "..I'm just a bit sulky because you don't have enough time for me at all. You're always out of the house and I missed you. I almost got killed and I called you for many times but you didn't picked up your phone. I missed cuddling with you. I missed hugging you. I missed kissing you. I missed talking with you. I missed every single detail about you. I always wanted to stop you from stepping out of the house and hug you and tell you that I want to make love to you but I just can't because I understand that you're busy to whatever you're doing everyday. I didn't want to be a fucking burden to you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm such a clingy bitch. P-Promise, I will try my best to be used to you, leaving everyday. I'm sorry, Yoongi hyung."

Jimin couldn't control his eyes and let his tears to fall down. Yoongi began to feel guilty at every single word Jimin is saying. The older scooted near Jimin and hugged him, whispering i'm sorry and i love yous.

Jimin wiped his tears and pulled from the hug. "I'm tired. I'll sleep upstairs."

The blue mold let Jimin get up from the couch and make his way upstairs. Frustrated enough, Yoongi tweaked his blue locks and groaned.

"What have I done?" Yoongi hissed and hit his face with a pillow. "I fucked everything up!"

He didn't know what to do. He's stuck with two choices in his head.

To go upstairs and make up with Jimin?

or

To leave everything behind and go out?

He was about make a decision when his phone rang. Hesitating, he slowly pressed the button.

"Hello?"

"Hey. Are you still going or not?"

He lifted his head to look at the stairs and sighed.

"Be there in 10."

i still have fever gais help.

[425 words]

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