you deserve better || yoonmin

02

yoongi enters the center early once again to see the brunette boy, taehyung, resting his head on jimin's lap while the pink haired boy, jungkook, told them a story.

as soon as jimin hears the door to the center shut, he lifts his head and looks at yoongi with a small smile, which yoongi simply ignored and sat on a bench further from jimin.

yoongi had been in a horrible mood that day and simply wanted nothing to do with anyone, but was forced into his therapy session.

eventually jimin walked over to yoongi and sat on the same bench, further apart than the first time they sat with each other.

jimin looked into yoongi's blood shot eyes and yoongi kept trying to look away. but for some reason his gaze always ended up on the shorter boy.

"hyung?" jimin questioned quietly, light eyes locked with yoongi's dark ones.

"what is it, jimin?" yoongi questioned back, with a slight sigh.

"w-well i was w-wondering if we co-could be friends?" jimin asked innocently, yoongi noticing a look of hope in jimin's eyes making him feel soft once again.

"um," yoongi tried coming up with a way to sound harsh but with the look jimin gave him it was almost impossible, "uh I guess."

the reply made jimin smile, a beautiful shining smile that only comes out if he truly felt happy, "g-great," jimin stuttered as he checked his phone time, "well, i-i'll see you l-later."

with that jimin was back with taehyung and jungkook, while namjoon stepped out and guided yoongi into the office.

so there yoongi sat in namjoon's office, keeping his mouth shut while namjoon tries to get yoongi to talk about his problems.

yoongi refused to open up to the same guy hat was absolutely petrified of him in high school, just because he wore all black, smoked, and had beaten up a couple of kids in the past. i mean he should've just dropped it.

yoongi would never hurt his best friends love interest.

"yoongi please just open up to me, just a little."

as namjoon pleaded yoongi just sat back, thinking of a certain black haired boy, right outside of this office.

his fluffy hair, his golden eyes, his plump lips, his tan skin, his-

"yoongi are you even listening to me?" namjoon asked, pulling yoongi from his thoughts and earning a no.

namjoon just sighed but shrugged it off.

"i can see, you've either gotten no sleep or have been doing drugs," namjoon mentioned, referencing yoongi's eyes.

"wasn't able to sleep last night, namjoon," yoongi mumbled, being surprisingly truthful.

"you could've taken the meds i've prescribed, those should help," namjoon said with slight hope that yoongi would open up more.

"not taking meds, don't need them," was all yoongi had to say before eventually the session was over.

stepping out yoongi noticed a lonely jimin, with tired eyes, "hyung? how did your session go?" jimin asked, without a single stutter.

yoongi replied without stopping or slowing his pace, "just dandy," yoongi replied nearing the door, "bye, jimin."

***

yoongi entered the center late, stress level one hundred, ready to snap at anyone and everyone.

"hyung are you okay?" yoongi heard jimin, exiting the bathroom to the right of yoongi.

yoongi completely ignoring jimin and knocking on namjoon's door with a pissed look on his face, not ready to deal with namjoon's shit today.

"hyung?" jimin mumbled, angering yoongi a bit more, which was quite easy.

"not now, jimin god damn," yoongi said, namjoon opening the door and him stepping in.

"so yoongi, finally decided to show up?"

"suck it, namjoon i've has a shit day."

"why don't you tell me about it?"

"i'm good."

namjoon had had enough.

"you know, min yoongi. my job is to help you, and in this process you have a job to, tell me what the hell is up. it's been a month, yoongi. four weeks. open up, just a bit!" namjoon yelled, leaving yoongi looking unfazed until he stood up and looked at namjoon.

"wow kim namjoon. you really want to know what's going on?" yoongi asked sarcastically, talking once again before namjoon could reply.

with the yelling back and fourth neither of them realized the door opening, with a concerned looking seokjin and a scared jimin.

"well namjoon, where do i start? my mom died when i was young leaving me with an abusive dad, in which i had to take care of my little brother. i grew up with but one friend because i lost absolutely any interest in people, my grades dropped from constant bullying to the point where i forced myself to become the bully. i was introduced to drugs and alcohol as a teen and have been addicted ever since. and only today did i find out that my dad beat by brother so bad that he's in the hospital."

the words left namjoon speechless.

as yoongi turned to leave he noticed the two boys in the doorway, only pushing past them, without a goodbye.

***

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