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The Truth Untold

Yoongi's POV

Am I just being clingy? No! Min Yoongi is never clingy.. the fuck? I don't even know anymore. I miss Jimin so much and I'm so worried about him. He's left me on read every time I try to talk to him. I really think something is wrong with Chim.

It's been four days since he last texted me, I really hope he didn't pull a Hanna Baker. I'm going to have to start asking my friends if they know Jimin well, and if they could get a hold of him.

First, I'll start with Jungkook. I headed upstairs to his room, my oxegyn tank being loud as fuck hitting each fucking step. I hate this thing.

As I reached Kookie's room, I knocked, gaining a 'come in' before I opened the door. My stomach began to flip and churn, I felt nauseous. He was the first person I told that I was pansexual because he told me he was gay.

I shut the door silently and headed to his bed, sitting down on the soft comforter. I fiddled with my fingers and he immediately knew something was wrong with me.

"Hyung, what is it? You're usually cheery around me." Jungkook asked as he sat Indian style on the bed.

"Well... I've met this boy-"

"YOU MET A B-"

"SHHHH!" I put a finger to my mouth telling him to shut the fuck up.

"You met a boy?!" He whisper yelled, his eyes lit up like fireworks.

"Yes, and I need to know if you know him."

"Why?"

I pinched the bridge of my nose. "It's complicated, okay? He's not answering my messages and it's been four days and I'm really worried he pulled a Hanna Baker or something."

"What's his name?" Jungkook pulled out his phone, already heading to his contacts.

"Park Jimin." I could feel my cheeks tint, so I looked away.

"JIMINSHII?!"

"Jimin who?"

"Oh my God! He was my best friend! I used to call him Jimin-shii all the time!" He immediately smiled showing his bunny teeth. "He moved away so soon though, I was really sad."

"What do you mean he moved away?"

"Well, as you know, I was born in Busan- big duh, and he was too. When he was 8 he moved to Gwangju because his mom met his now step father in some dating app."

Isn't Gwangju where Hoseok was born?

"We didn't have any other connection other than through our moms' phones so we would call each other every day and he would tell me some really nasty shit that his step father would do."

"What did he do?" I was really interesting by this point, he never told me anything.

"He would hurt him. Like, really bad. He'd get marks and bruises and all that. When he got a phone he would send me pictures of the marks and shit. He'd also call me and leave it on so I could hear what his dad would do. It was hella scary, hyung."

"What the actual fuck?"

"Exactly! He has done this before though- not answered texts and stuff."

"Wait so you know why he isn't?" I was hoping if I couldn't get through to Jimin, maybe Jungkook could.

"Either, his father came back or his grandma is in a not so good place at the moment. Kch I knew this day would come."

My heart suddenly dropped and shattered into a million pieces. Would he not tell me his life because of his step father? But they left him and he shouldn't be able to bother them anymore.

Maybe Jimin isn't right for me...

"Hyung?" Jungkook's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Huh? Yeah?" I looked at him.

He didn't say anything but he hugged me. I could feel hot liquid pool in my eyes, so I hid my face on his shoulder.

"Thanks, Kookie..." I mumbled in his shirt as he rubbed my back.