Answer | Yoonminseok

Yoongi

I am in my studio, trying to focus on my work. These days were so confusing and I don't even know where is Jimin and Hoseok is getting worse every day, thanks God now is sleeping.

I am in the studio, on my chair, looking at the big screens and my piano. The only light here comes from the screens..
Oh yes, and from the phone too because I am trying to call Jimin but his phone is turned off.

Aishh, this headache is killing me. I don't really know what to do in this situation and what I'll tell Hoseok when he wakes up. Is the 152 call and I don't think Jimin is going to turn on his phone. I just want to know he is good, he is safe, to hold him tight and tell him everything will be fine and give him a kiss.. talking about this, I can't remember the last time when I hugged him properly.. a big and tight one.

Or the last time I kissed his big and pink lips.

Or talked to him more than "What are you doing?"

Or go to eat something, just me and Jimin.

I guess now he thinks I used him just for fame. Why I even started to date both of them.. or at least one of them. They were so good together, without me in the equation.

"Hey, I am Min Yoongi and I came here to destroy everything"

"Hello Yoongi!"

Fucking imagination.

I keep calling him but the same robot lady voice answers. Sigh . I need Jimin. I need his smile, laugh, I need him to be here in the studio with me, keep talking about how he likes brown eyeshadow more than the pink one but the make-up artists never listen or forget. I need him to sing every note I press on the piano. I need him to tell me I look like an old man .

Jimin.. where are you?

I threw the phone on the couch and left the studio. Everything seems to be good here, still dark and quiet. I opened the door of my bedroom to check Hoseok and thankfully he is still sleeping. I went closer to see his face, is so peaceful while he's sleeping.. I don't want to think about the moment when he'll wake up and realise everything is real and not just a bad dream. I can watch him sleeping forever. He's hugging one of the pillows and is covered with a blanket from head to toe. I uncovered him a bit because he is sweating and I don't want him to wake up because of this.

I stayed like this a few more seconds then I left the room. I went in the kitchen to search something to eat but I ended up making a coffee, no milk, no sugar, I don't need to sleep right now. I entered in the studio again and locked the door, not because I don't want Hoseok to come in, but I don't know, I feel safe. The inspiration comes better if I am alone with my thoughts, but right now, I feel like every drop of inspiration is gone.

I took another sip of the coffee, the bitter taste is so strong but I need this to stay awake. I crossed my legs and now I am watching the bog screens trying to compose something in my mind but is senseless. Maybe I should try to contact Jimin again.

Is calling and the lady robot is not talking nonsense things again. Come on, Jimin, answer.

Please Jimin.

Please.

Beep Beep Beep

My hear beats so fast and I can't breathe properly. He is not answering but at least he opened his phone. Maybe I should try to message him.

My tears are falling on my cheeks while I am spamming him with messages but is useless because he already blocked me. In the next second, the cup in on the floor, the coffee everywhere in the room, and I let a scream before I fell on my knees and started to cry.

"Yoongi?" I heard a knock on the studio door.

Fuck, I forgot Hoseok is sleeping.. or was. I whipped away my tears and opened the door. "What happened here?" He said sleepy.

"Nothing, Seokie.. I am sorry.. go back to sleep"

"Are you sure.. I heard.."

"Yes Hoseok, please, sleep back" but he turned on the lights and saw the mess and me crying.

"Hyung.." he put a hand on his mouth because he was shocked

"I am sorry" I said with a trembling voice "I am sorry, please forgive me, please" I hugged him and cried on his shoulder. " I didn't want to split you apart and I am the one to blame"

I felt his arms wrapped around my waist hugging me tight. "Is okay, hyung.. is not your fault.."

"It is..I-"

"I miss him too, but we will find him, Yoongi hyung. I promise"