The Terrible Student (BTS)

Chapter 12: Save Me

Jimin was the one who had pulled Yoongi up off the floor. Dragged him to a chair and let him cry. Jimin himself couldn't stop crying but someone needed him more now. Someone needed his comfort and love. 

When Jimin dashed into the doors the first thing he saw was Yoongi on his knees. He was shaking and holding his head in his hands. Jimin was in there in time to see as they rolled Jungkook away though and all he wanted to do was lay there and cry right next to Yoongi but he couldn't do that. People stared at Yoongi like he was a mad man.

'Guess emotion is bad now.' Jimin burned with rage and guilt. It surged through his veins and he felt the tears come on stronger now. Why was no one even trying to help Yoongi? Did no one see him run in with somone in his arms unconscious? Could you blame him for being upset? No, upset was under statement. Could you blame him for feeling heart broken?

 His eyes still blurred with tears and he wiped them away angrily. These people were serious jerks and it really pissed Jimin off. He strode over to Yoongi and crouched down next to him rubbing his back. He stared at this broken looking man in front of him. Jimin wondered if he felt like he did. Guilty and worthless. Like they should have been there. Like they should have been able to help.

Jimin looked up from Yoongi to see people still staring. It disgusted Jimin in so many ways and he had to stop himself from scrunching up his face and slapping all of these people. Jimin turned back to Yoongi and lightly lifted him from the floor so he could pull him to a chair. Yoongi just stood up willingly and shuffled his way to a chair. Jimin had to hold Yoongi up. If he didn't Yoongi would have just fallen on the ground again.

Once they reached a chair Jimin sat Yoongi next to him and let Yoongi cling on and cry. Jimin just patted and rubbed his back and tried not to cry as much either. One lady had been looking at them the whole time and it made Jimin mad but he didn't say anything. He just continued to comfort Yoongi. The lady had on a black jacket that looked expensive. Well at least in Jimin's eyes. She also had on a pair of jeans that looked like it came straight out of a model magazine. Her hair was all up in a messy bun and her face had to much makeup on it. Her glare made Jimin want to scream but he didn't because it wouldn't do anyone any good. Jimin looked back down to Yoongi and saw how he had fallen asleep. His breathing was more steady now but his face still a mess. He had never seen Yoongi cry before. He always put up a strong exterior. Walls as high as the eye could see. Seeing Yoongi so weak was........ well, frankly, weird. It wasn't a bad thing and proved how much he cared but still. Jimin wondered if Yoongi was really a sweet heart just deep beneath the surface. He quizzically looked at Yoongi, deep in thought, but before he could get very far someone cleared their throat. 

Jimin looked up from Yoongi to see the woman still looking at them with disgust evident on her face. Jimin just stared at her for a few seconds and started to look back down to Yoongi.

"Can you not? Like, can you leave? This is disturbing to look at," the lady says in a very disgusted tone making Jimin flinch with anger. Rage that was calm only moments ago, boil to the surface like a pot of boiling water. Jimin starts to shake with anger while he gently pulls Yoongi off him. He lays Yoongi down gently in the chair so he won't disturb him and then glares daggers at the woman.

"Excuse me?" Jimin said in a very uneasy tone. His mother raised him to not hit girls or really anyone at all, but he would be lying if he said he wasn't about to slap this clueless woman with no heart.

"You heard me. Can you like, not do that. It makes me uncomfortable. Why is he crying anyway? His stupid boyfriend dying or some shit?" Jimin was now shaking with anger. His fists clenched tightly almost making himself bleed as his nails drag deeper into the skin. His heart beat is in his ears, pounding with anger. He looks around the room for a second trying to calm down to see looks of anger, sadness, and disgust. Normally Jimin would wonder if it was meant for him or the girl but his thoughts were too clouded with rage to do so.