Shooting Guard | Y.MN | ✔️

05 || What are you doing to me?

"OMONA, OMONA, THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL BOY, THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL..."

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It had been a couple of weeks since the whole incident with Jessi and Jimin. Jimin had completely recovered from any physical scars but it didn't mean that the emotional ones were healed too. He was more delicate than ever, often relying on his best friends on what to say and what to do. He was closing in on himself and it honestly broke Yoongi's heart to see the once happy go lucky shy new kid be replaced with a conserved, broken and quiet stranger.. And it was all because of him..

If it wasn't for Yoongi, Jimin wouldn't have been hurt both physically and mentally by the girls...

At this moment, Jimin was sitting in between his best friend's as they conversed animatedly. He looked spaced out and didn't seem like he was present in this world.

Yoongi knew that look. He knew it very well, it was the look of succumbing to the voices in your head, or, in other words, depression. For Jimin, it was only the beginning, and Yoongi sure as hell didn't want it to get any deeper.. He knew how deep the hole could get, he had been down the route himself and it was anything but pretty..

Unable to watch any longer. He stood up from his table, gaining a few looks from his friends but he didn't care.He walked up to the table where Jimin sat silently.

"Hey Guys.." Yoongi said, snapping Jimin out of his trance. He and Yoongi had gotten closer but all of a sudden, he pulled away, not speaking or looking at Yoongi and it shattered him for some reason or the other.

"Hey Hyung!" Jungkook said brightly before patting the seat next to him. "Have a seat."

Yoongi obliged and sat down, immediately turning to Jimin. "Can I talk to you Jimin? Outside?"

The table grew silent as the group waited for the younger to reply. Jimin merely nodded before getting up, completely stonefaced.

Yoongi couldn't help but stare for a moment. Jimin's orange hair was styled so perfectly ontop of his head, his tight black shirt perfectly showed his subtle muscles and toned body from dancing while his black ripped jeans fit perfect against the boys killer thighs. To top the look off, he wore a blue leather jacket, adorned with a gracious amount of buttons and pins. To Yoongi, he looked beautiful.

"Are you coming?" Jimin asked tentatively, suddenly shy at the awestruck look he was being given.

"Oh-..Yeah."

The other younger few chuckled at Yoongi's reaction causing him to glare at his doengsangs and Hyung.

Rolling his eyes, he proceeded to follow Jimin to the courtyard where it was peaceful and quiet because nearly everyone was inside.

It was silent between them, each not knowing what to say to each other. They just looked to the beauty of the lush courtyard instead of speaking until Yoongi thought he had to say something to break the ice.

"I'm sorry.." Yoongi sighed, not looking at the younger as he looked meekly down to his shoes.

Jimin looked at him, shocked. He wasn't expecting this when he was asked by the elder to come out.