psycho¡ yoongi
i love the way
you smile for me
but i love the way
you frown in front
of me more
your voice
is so lovely
to me
but it's more
lovelier
when you stutter
the way you laugh
is so beautiful
in my eyes
but you're more
beautiful
when you're crying
begging for my
mercy
"hey princess", voice was sweet as sugar and candies. soft and lovely. just like the person in front of him. "shh.. don't cry, it's annoying", even the words weren't that sweet, the tone still holds sugar that makes the latter cry more.
"you're so pretty, jiminie", the other coos. "my pretty jiminie."
the said male groans, wiggling his tied arms as his eyes produce salty water. "i—i am not y—yours!", he forces his throat to let out a broken yell.
"you are", the latter growls lowly, as if jimin's words cut his skin deeply.
why do you cry
in front of me though
im just being
nice
im just
loving
you
even i want you to
squirm underneath
me
i still want you
to look at me
without fear
in your comely
orbs
but never mind
because i believe
crying
is your way
to express
your feelings for
me
and it's love
"let go of me! i—i can't breathe—", coughs. "please", cries. "l—leave me alone!", broken shouts. "yoongi....."
the older male grins like a crazy he is. "princess, we both know i can't do that. i don't need to let you go because you belong here, with me. " as if his words were venom, jimin yells again as the pain hits him. physically, as yoongi covers his teary eyes and tugs his hair hardly. gentleness was completely gone. emotionally, as jimin remember that the lazy but sweet senior—who takes care of him, who treated him nicely, who adores him wholeheartedly and who protects him was the same senior who was kneeling in front of him, hitting and hurting him.
"yoongi...... h—hyung", a broken jimin chokes out. "let go", coughs. and the tears jimin tried to wipe a while ago begins to dance in his blood shot eyes again. ready to fall, just like him at the moment. "why—", hiccups. "why are you doing these things?"
as those words were thrown, the pain in the younger male's wrist lessen as the rope that was hugging his now reddened skin was untied by the latter infront of him.
"if i can't have you", yoongi hissed at his own words. "then you will be no one's", laugh was followed by his phrases as he stood up and jimin waited for another response.
"hyung, but i—but.... why are you saying these? ", jimin tried to asked once more through darkness as the tiny cloth in face blocks his sight.
"stop asking. "
"please—"
"'cause i'll kill you. "
you are so sweet
and caring
that's why i love
you
but you said
the feelings
aren't mutual
so i have to
do this
do you remember
when i walked
you home
and you said
thank you
but a reply from me
didn't amuse you
i love you
"d—don't! don't do it! ", yells started to erupt again as yoongi pulls the blindfold in the latter's eyes rather harshly.
"what? ", as he adjusts through the light, yoongi asks with a sickening smirk. jimin wants to tears up again, this isn't hyung. his hyung was kind. im just dreaming. yoongi wouldn't do this. or a prank and play. yoongi was too nice to hold a knife threateningly.
"you're not my hyung!" slap.
"i am your hyung, princess. your favorite hyung i might add", his tone was filled with chocolate again. as if he didn't let his hand met jimin's paled cheeks.
"stop! ", slap. slap.
"does it hurt, little jiminie? " whimpers. "fucking answer me! "
jimin lifts his gaze and was met by a furious, growling yoongi. jimin forgot how to move again as yoongi slams his body on the cold wall, more harshly. "but your rejection hurts more!", yoongi suddenly blurted and jimin's bruised eyes widened in realization.
i cried that day
with you
knowing i was
okay
i thought you would
reply those words
to me
saying that
you
also
love
me
"i treated you well! like a fucking gem, i handled you with so much care" groans. "i let myself to fall for you! to be in loved with you, t—to be o—obsessed with you.. " it was genuinely soft this time. no hints of mocking and madness. just pure fondness—love.
"aren't you supposed to return it? ", yoongi whispers as he drops the knife and let the sharp metal fell with a small thud. "aren't you, jimin?" tears that the younger didn't expect to fall, especially from yoongi's eyes. he lets himself leaned forward, towards the dangerous guy that seemed rather harmless. just silently crying, as is the cruel events didn't happen minutes ago. jimin let his head fell on the shoulder of the guy he yelled at a while ago. let himself to feel nothing but the heat from the older male as the cold breeze of the weather didn't bother to sway between them. he lets himself closed his eyes, forgetting everything—just absorbing the words he heard.
i was wondering
why didn't you
reply
but let me believe
that it wasn't mutual
because if you did
i wouldn't let
myself
to hurt
you
im sorry
im not sane
im not normal
but i know
i know my feelings are
i know they
are real
but still
you begging
for me
to stop hurting you
makes me
happy
breaking news
october 13 of year 2017, two bodies
were found dead inside the apartment
of min yoongi. min yoongi was one of
the body and the one was identified as
park jimin. the two were both students.
friends were saying that it was murder
but the autopsy report says otherwise
and the letter under the bed of min
proves that min yoongi was the one who
killed both of them. family and friends
were asking for prayers and understanding for the two students.
