You'll always walk alone. (A BTS AU)

Ch.2: Show me your hardships

Jimins Point Of View

I pay for his drink and turn to walk back over, noticing he had his head nearly on the table. I think he might be sleeping. Trying my best not to scare him, I sit down across from him. He looked up, again startled. "Thank you." he says as he tries to appear as though he hadn't nearly fallen asleep in under two minuets. I wanted so badly to just ask him everything. I couldn't wait any longer to know everything I could about him. But I instead sit in silence, allowing him to say anything he might want to say. After about a minuet of awkward peeks at each other the silence broke. And it wasn't from me this time.

"Why?" is all he said. I was dreading this question. Why? Why was I so eager to talk to him? Why am I so interested in knowing about him? I don't have the answer. And i'm sure as hell sure someone could tell me. I shrug instead, hoping maybe it would be enough. But he wasn't satisfied. "Why did you come over here? Why did you buy me a drink? Most people...most people will see me, and they walk by as if i'm not there. Or they look at me as if I shouldn't be sitting in the same building as them." His voice cracked and he quickly turned red as if he hadn't realized he was asking me all this so carelessly.

I still had no real answer. But for his sake, I choked down the awkwardness and spared him of his own curiosity. "I know what it's like to feel like the entire world is against you. I know it better than a lot of people." I looked him in the eye. "You looked like you could have used a friend, you know? And i'm usually in the same boat. I just wanted to help you in the only way I know how. If I can be a friend to you...if I can be that person to help you in some way, I will be." His eyes darted to the table as a tear streams down his rosy cheek. I wanted so badly to hug him. I wanted so badly to tell him he was going to be okay. But instead, I just sat there and let him have a moment. Before I knew it, he was out of his chair and walking to me with open arms. The barista, the old lady by the door, and the father with his sons all had their eyes on us. But I didn't care. I hugged Yoongi as tight as i possibly could and I could feel everything he had been holding in come free. I grabbed his backpack and my sweater as we got up to leave. And for the first time in my life, I felt like things were going to be good.

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I know this was kinda cringey but I hope it was okay :)