Before It's Too Late | Yoonmin

Chapter 7

Jimin POV

Biting my lip curiously, I crawl out of bed and leave my room. Everyone's gone to bed by now, most of us having been fast asleep by eleven thirty. Though, I can't seem to sleep tonight. I'm not entirely sure if it's because I'm nervous for everyone's reaction to the new album, or if it's because Yoongi hyung isn't in bed with me tonight, but whatever the reason, I make my way towards his room. I know I always sleep better with him. I have for the past few nights since he started climbing in bed with me after I've fallen asleep, having slept much better those nights than I have for a few months now.

Though, I'm surprised when I reach Yoongi's door room, opening his door to find his light on and himself nowhere to be seen. Frowning a bit at this, I ruffle my hair tiredly and close his door once more before walking away again. Knowing him, if he isn't in his room by now, then he's going to be down in his studio. Though, I wouldn't quite know what he'd be working on right now. I would've thought he's missed out on enough sleep by now that he'd have been out like a light within five minutes of being home after dinner.

So, I make my way down the stairs tiredly, rubbing at one of my eyes gently as I reach the last step. I don't bother stifling my yawn as I make contact with the floor, going over to his studio near the kitchen. Tiredly, I knock on his door, waiting a few seconds before opening up. It's not like he ever answers anyways.

However, I'm baffled and a little worried when I find that he's not here either. At this point, I'm much more awake, growing worried for my hyung. Groaning quietly and huffing to myself, I walk back over to the stairs and jog up them, hurrying over to my room. There's no telling how long he's been out of the house without any of us knowing, and if he went to the bar, then there's a good likelihood that he's already well passed out.

Returning to my room, I walk back over to my bed and plop down as I grab my phone from my bedside table. Unlocking the device, I mentally thank myself for having synced our phones up so that I would be able to track him in cases like this. Though, I'm both relieved and even more worried when I find that his phone doesn't give off the location of a nearby bar, but rather a nearby motel. Biting my lip nervously, I quickly search up the motel, soon finding the address and typing it into my gps.

Quickly tossing on a white tee shirt from my floor, I jog back out of my room and down the stairs in my sweats and tee shirt, not caring that it's not exactly the warmest night ever. Running over to the door, I grab the keys off of the small side table there, slipping my shoes on before heading out the door. I close the door behind me, not really caring to be super quiet since I know it won't wake any of them anyways. Jogging over to the car, I hurriedly hop inside and start it up, also starting my gps to take me to wherever the hell Yoongi seems to be right now.

Luckily for me, the roads seem to be fairly clear. Though, I'm startled when I hear the sound of sirens blaring in the distance. It doesn't ease my worry for Yoongi, blinking back tears as I try not to think of the worst. I know he didn't take the car since I'm currently driving it, and I know he technically appeared to be at that motel, but there's always the possibility that he left his phone there or that he's left that place by now. The last thing I want to arrive to, is a run over Yoongi hyung.

Running a hand through my hair, I glance over at the map of where I'm going, slowing down as I realize that I'm growing near and don't necessarily need to be speeding like a madman. However, as I spot the sign for the motel that his phone had said he'd be at, my heart drops to my stomach. Speeding up just a bit to get there faster, I hurriedly pull into a parking space before hopping out of the car, not bothering to turn the car off after putting it in park as I run towards the other vehicles. Though, just as I get close, I spot paramedics rushing someone out of the burning building on a stretcher.

I don't think I've ever felt emptier than I do now, standing here watching them wheel an unconscious Yoongi hyung out of the motel as they finish putting the fire out.

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