Together; Vmin

Really

Third Person

Sehun arrived and looked at the two people before him. "What did you's do to him that he went into my apartment." Jimin Shrugged.

"I don't know. He wouldn't take his medicine so we said if he didn't he couldn't watch TV. While he was taking it I put on a movie. Then he just ran out."

The black haired male pinched the bridge of his nose,"Little Tae only watches children movies, and if he already had a movie picked and you choose something else he gets sad. He's very emotional so even little things upset him."

Sehun took his key and was about to unlock the door but it opened on its own and a very cold looking Taehyung stepped out. There was no childlike wonder in his eyes just a cold gaze.

All three males were surprised by this for they haven't seen him this cold looking.

Taehyung looked at his two friends and then his neighbour. He chose his neighbour between the three males and dragged him back to his door telling the other two to go home.

Jimin wanted to protest but couldn't for an odd reason, so he turned and went to the elevator with the taller older following him.

Both knew just how jealous and mad Jimin was. But neither knew how mad Taehyung was.

While descending in the metal box the two males were silent, no words exchanged, only the humming of the box.

When it reached the lobby the shorter male bolted out and towards the door. Jin quickly lunged forward and grabbed his shoulder,"JIMIN!"

Said male spun around slapping the hold on his upper body off and glaring at the older. "What Jin? Can't you see they're obviously meant for each other? Through all the years I've known him I never once knew he was a little. I leave for six years and in those two of them I was replaced! This guy knows more about him then I probably ever will. Didn't you see the look in Taehyung's eyes when he stared at me? They were cold! And it fucking hurt seeing him look at me like that..." He finished with his eyes welling up with tears.

Jin smiled sadly at the person before him. He couldn't always fix his maknaes and yet they seemed to be breaking quite a bit. Reaching out he pulled the younger closer to him and engulfed him in a great big warm hug.

He felt something poking his stomach though. Pulling back he looked at the youngers coat pocket and realized there was a box in there.

"Jimin... Don't tell me that's what I think it is.,."

"So what if it is what you think if is? I can feel how I want to feel and I thought he felt the same way." The younger shot back.

"So what if you's do! That doesn't mean you need to buy a damn buttplug and shove it up his ass!"

Jimin burned a bright red. "JIN! Its not a buttplug... It holds more meaning..."

The other male also burned a red for assuming it was such a thing so easily without actually knowing what it was. Neither noticed they attracted the attention of the door man and the desk clerk who were both laughing their asses off.

Breaking the awkwardness between the two was the ringing of Jimins phone. Without glancing at the caller ID he slid it out of his pocket and answered,"Hello?"

"J-J-Jimin, please come b-back."

The aforementioned froze,"Taehyung? What's wrong?"

"JUST COME THE FUCK BACK!" Was screamed into the phone hurting the blonde haired males ear. A beeping was heard signalling the caller hung up.

Jin could tell something was wrong from the others expression. Both rushed back to the metal box and pushed the button for the fifth floor.

It dinged and the doors opened. Jin and Jimin wasted no time in getting out and looking towards the youngers door.

There stood Sehun banging against it yelling I'm sorry over and over like mantra.

Both males ran over and Sehun turned to them.

He had a bruised eye, a scratch along his neck and his shirt was torn slightly.

Jimin didn't know how but he already knew what happened.

In a flash he was ontop of the black haired male, fists pummelling down on him.