Playing With Fire [Yoonmin] 》DISCONTINUED《

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Warning: Suicide attempts

Yoongi was doodling again as he sat bored in maths once more. He was awaiting the punches, kicks, etc... the second that bell rang. He was too focused on drawing yet another broken heart on more paper. He couldn't draw a complete one, he figured he'd be lying to himself if he did. 

He scooted closer to the wall when he felt someone sit next to him. Park Jimin. The annoying, confusing little brat who'd exposed his biggest secret only the day before.  "Hi hyung," he smiled at Yoongi who glared in response like usual. "Hyung, are you going to Namjoon's tonight? I'm going to his too!" Jimin said in a cheery tone. Yoongi's eyes snapped towards the younger. 
"No. I'm going home," he replied. 
"But I heard you're moving in with Namjoon," Jimin pointed out.
"By who. I'm going to my home, with my father and mother," Yoongi said. "Now stop talking to me before you get targetted," 

Jimin was about to protest and ask what he meant but was interrupted by a laugh. "Jimin, why are you talking to that fag?" Sehun laughed. "
"Don't tell me he's turning you into one too!" Baekhyun joined in.
"Why the fuck would I be a faggot like him? I'm not fucking gross. I was just teasing him for his little crush on me. But then again, I am really hot," Jimin lied, quickly turning his expression into one of disgust. The others laughed at agreed. "Look what that fag's drawing, Jiminie!" Kyungsoo suggested.

 Yoongi was getting furious. With Jimin and with EXO. One second Jimin just wants to be his friend the next he's saying the worst things about him. Not only that but he could hear whispering in the back of his head. "He's fucking gross,"
"He's a freak,"
Freak
"A weirdo,"
Weirdo
"A fag,"
Fag
"I bet you not even his own parents love him!"
No one loves you
"Min Yoongi, just go and fucking kill yourself," Jimin's words were knives that were stabbing into his body, soul and fragile, broken heart. Jimin's heart stopped when Yoongi nodded, standing up out of his seat. Jimin couldn't believe what he'd just said. He cursed himself as Yoongi stormed out of the classroom.

Jimin looked towards Mrs Kim at the front of the classroom and saw she had ignored everything and was on her phone and took that as an opportunity to run after him. He saw Yoongi rush through a door that was off limits. "Fuck... the roof... he better not kill himself," Jimin mumbled as he silently followed the boy. He heard Yoongi's broken sobs and cries and couldn't believe what he'd caused.

Jimin shivered as the cold air attacked his olive skin harshly, glancing at Yoongi but the older didn't seem to care.

Do it. 

End it all.

Right here. Right now.

No one would miss you.

You're  a burden

No one wants you.

He said to kill yourself.

Do it.

"I don't wanna..." he mumbled, dropping to his knees and tugging at his bright mint green hair as to try and rip the menacing voices out of his head.

Who cares?

"No one... no one cares..." 

Who would miss you?

"No one would miss me..." 

Do it

"Do it..." Yoongi repeated, his voice cracking as he stood up to walk to the edge of the roof. Jimin heard the boy and instantly knew what he was going to do and ran over to the end of the roof as fast as he possibly could and pulled the boy off the ledge. 

"You're that fucking crazy?!" Jimin yelled, his vision going blurry as tears filled his eyes and he wrapped his arms around the shaking older. "I didn't actually mean it! Why the fuck was you talking to yourself?! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Jimin didn't intend for his words to come out as aggressive but through his shock, that's how they came out. "Please, hyung! Don't try that again! I can't... if you died then... I would never forgive myself," Jimin's yells soon quietened down into sobs. 
"Forget it, Jimin. I've got nothing to live for. I can't go like this anymore... Jimin let me let go," Yoongi begged. "N-n,o! No you're fucking staying on this planet! You're fucking staying here! I'm not letting you go! I can't... hyung, don't kill yourself," Yoongi was silent. "Say it! Say you won't kill yourself!" Jimin yelled.
"I-I won't kill my self..." Yoongi mumbled. Jimin only sobbed louder and hugged him tighter.

"Why did you stop me, Jimin?" Yoongi asked after a while.
"Because I'm not a fucking asshole! You're a fucking freak but I don't want you to die!" Jimin yelled. His tone was still panicked. He couldn't get over the fact that he'd almost caused a boy to take his own life. "Jimin, forget this. Forget me. Forget everything. Forget my existence. You hate me, I hate you. I'm not going to Namjoon's. I'm going home. My father l-loves me. He t-takes care of me and h-helps me. Bye,"

Yoongi pulled himself out of Jimin's grip and raced back down the stairs. His father didn't love him. His father didn't take care of him. His father didn't help him. Namjoon did. But who said Yoongi had control? 

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Wow... people read this... um... thanks. I stopped writing for a while for two reasons 
1) I recently moved and it's taken a while to get everything sorted and get comfortable 
2) I didn't want to write something no one was reading and just sorta gave up but I've noticed a few people have read it so here's a chapter, I'm not sure when the next update will be though, hopefully soon. :)))