Lie to the Touch | Y.M

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"Are you fucking mad?" A yell chroused out, shocking the fallen boy. He tried to shift to get a better understanding of his situation. As he did, he noticed the frame of a fragile boy on top of him, who was fuming in anger.

"How could you do this Yoongi!" He screamed, tears welling up as they fell onto Yoongi's startled face. How could he have forgotten Jimin, the sweet boy who lived two doors down.

Jimin, who was just too innocent and naive for his own good. People like him triggered Yoongi in ways, mostly because he was jealous, he envied him. The man; Yoongi glared back at the boy.

"Because I wanted to!" Yoongi shouted, sitting up while pushing the boy onto his back. Jimin slowly sat up as well, staring at the hard headed man.

"Really? You're going to act like I didn't just save your life!" He scoffed, looking to the side in annoyance. Yoongi hated him, it's because of this boy that he still is alive. Every time he attempted something, Jimin came out of nowhere stopping him just in time. It was like Jimin was alerted somehow.

Yoongi pulled himself up, leaving the boy on the ground, to defend-for-himself.

He winced in pain from the ache in his ankle, he must have sprained it from the force of compact. Ignoring the pain he forced himself to limp towards the sidewalk in front of his building.

Jimin pulled himself up, stumbling over to the man and quickly hooked an arm around his mid back, then pulled Yoongi's arm around his neck.

"Don't you dare say a word! I'm just helping you." Jimin muttered loud enough to reach the man's ears. Yoongi glanced to the side, scoffing. Being fed up with the boy, he just decided to accept the help, there was no way in disagreeing with him, he was stubborn.

They both, with some difficulty along the way, made it in front of Yoongi's apartment.

"Leave," Yoongi grumbled, staring holes into the door. Jimin looked at him with a worrisome look, hesitating to leave the side of the man. The man sent him another stern look, before Jimin took small steps back, pivoting to turn towards his apartment door.

The man stood in front of his door for a couple of minutes, trying to process what happened. Eventually Yoongi turned the door knob, opening it, shortly limping in. Turning the lights on.

Before he could shut the door, something wedged it's way in, standing beside him. He looked up to only groan in discomfort.

"Why are you here?" He questioned.

"Your ankle." Jimin deadpanned. Yoongi rolled his eyes moving towards his abandoned mattress, ignoring him once again.

"Just let me look at it." Jimin spoke up, fiddling with his fingers.

"Go away!" Yoongi sighed, laying back to close his eyes in the process. His forearm resting across his eyes to hide the harsh lighting of the room.

Jimin ignored the tone Yoongi used, since he was used to it, and moved to sit near the man. Here's the thing: Jimin is three years younger than Yoongi, making him 24. But it always seemed the true adult between the two was Jimin, rather than the 27 year old.

Jimin carefully moved his hand over Yoongi's ankle. Anxiously, he placed it gently on the swollen skin.

A wince left the lips of the other male, as he forced himself to move his ankle away, only to groan in more pain.

"Fuck-" Yoongi quickly got up, enough to balance on his elbows to look up at Jimin sitting there awkwardly.

"Sorry," Jimin mumbled, turning his gaze back to the injury.

"Just hurry up." Yoongi rolled his eyes, laying his head back down, closing his eyes. Yoongi knew Jimin only wanted the best for him, but his mind just couldn't wrap around the idea of finding comfort in another.

Jimin with a small smile, wasted no time to wrap up the injury, at the same time being very careful. Finishing up he settled the foot on top of a small pillow. Feeling content with his job Jimin then looked over at Yoongi for a response when he spoke out "done".

Only to hear the soft snoring of the man, as his chest moved in a steady beat. Jimin cracked a small smile looking at the innocent man, who was sleeping so soundly like nothing in the world mattered to him. Jimin only hoped that Yoongi would be more like that, without always having a scowl etched across his face.

Jimin knew he was doing something wrong sitting there by Yoongi. But it never occurred to him at the time, as he carefully watched the boy sleep. His eyes started to droop, while a yawn left his mouth. 

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