Who Are You? [] PJM & MYG YoonMin []

☆Twenty Six: Fresh Start☆

    Jimin froze, along with time, at Yoongi's words. The hyungs crowded in the doorway like statues. Yoongi's younger brother looking at his Hyung with worry.. Yoongi's mother leaned over the bed, looking back and for from Jimin to Yoongi. Seemingly searching for words no one in the room seemed to have.
"Dul-ah," his mother's voice was soft, "You don't recognize him?"
Yoongi shook his head innocently, his eyes staring at Jimin without emotion, "I've never seen him before."
Jimin grit his teeth as each word drove into his gut like a serated knife. His breath leaving him quickly as he struggled to remain composure. Wiping the tears from his eyes and holding them back as he approached the bed. His heart straining at the sight of Yoongi leaning away from him. But Jimin pushed himself, being and holding out his hand to Yoongi.
As Yoongi took Jimin's hand carefully, the younger was forced to fight his urge to never let go, "My name is Park Jimin. We... um... We were friends before your accident."
Yoongi nodded and frowned, "I-I'm sorry... I really have no recollection of you."
Jimin forced his smile as the audience around them stared, "That's okay. We were friends once... I believe we can be friends again."
Yoongi nodded in politeness, unaccepting of Jimin's words, "O-okay..."
Jimin sensed the awkwardness and turned to Mrs. Min and Yoongi's brother, "I'm really glad he's alright. You guys don't have to worry about anything. Enjoy the time you have together." Jimin turned back to Yoongi and bowed, "I'm truly happy to see you're awake. Enjoy this time with your family."
Jimin turned to leave but Yoongi's mother caught him before he reached the door, "Jimin-ah... I'm so sorry... The doctors said his memory would be fuzzy from the length of the coma. I'm sure he'll remember you in time."
Jimin forced another smile, taking her hand, "Gomawo, Eomeoni. Don't worry, just take care of him. I really am happy he's awake."

Jimin turned away, pushing past the others. His feet picking up pace as one air slowly left his lungs. His knees wobbled in weakness as he moved. Tears stinging his eyes. The calls of his hyungs behind him slowly fading away as if he were gaining distance from them. He needed to get outside. He needed air.

    The instant he burst from the doors, his knees buckled beneath him as he crashed into the concrete. Laying on his back, staring at the dark sky. Desperately gasping for air he couldn't find. Fear and sadness welled within him, completely unable to control the tears streaming down his face as the panic attack grew. Until finally he stopped fighting, lifting himself limply to his knees. Sadness over taking him.
Jimins gasps for air changed into deep, heavy sobs. Tears blurring his sight and pouring down his face. Taehyung was first to burst from the doors. Running over, dropping to his knees, and taking Jimin into his arms. Trying to hold the pieces of Jimin together. The elder falling into his best friends arms as his muscles fell weak. The only sound heard were Jimin's loud cries as the others finally came out. Each of them sharing their own tears for their brother. Each touching Jimin in some way, keeping him together as the younger practically shattered. Yoongi's voice playing over and over in his mind like an evil broken record of pain. Each replay was simply to torment him.
"Who are you?" "Who are You?"
"Who Are You?"
Jimin nearly screamed through his broken sobs as his brothers cradled him, "I'm no one! I'm just no one!"