Pretty Boy |Yoonmin|✔️

Chapter Seventeen

Yoongi

  As soon as I saw Jimin at the restaurant, I looked into his big worried eyes and I suddenly wanted to wrap my arms around him like Jin was doing. I felt guilt fill every inch of my body.

  I wanted to hug him and tell him how sorry I was for beating his stupid boyfriend and I wanted to tell him I was sorry for not showing him my bloody hands. I had just met August outside, and things didn't go well. For him.

  He left with bruises and a busted lip.

  He had more blood on his face than I had on my hands. I knew that if Jimin saw my hands, he'd question it and go insanely worried.

  What was I going to say to him?

  I mean, I know that August doesn't want to admit that I beat his ass, and I'm not so sure if I'd like to admit it either. Did I even have a right to do it? He did cheat on Jimin, but whatever happens in Jimin's life is his problems, not mine. So why did I do it?

  I frowned and pulled my blanket over me.

  I want Jimin to know. I need to tell him.

  My door opened and my heart dropped at the thought of Jimin walking in with a sad look on his face, but he didn't. It wasn't even him.

  Instead, Taehyung walked in with no expression on his face at all. I looked into his eyes as he stood there. He didn't knock on my door, he didn't say anything or do anything either. He just stood there and looked at me.

  After what seemed like forever, a single tear rolled down his cheek and I raised up in my bed and pulled him closer to me as more tears followed the previous ones.

  I hugged him and frowned at the sight.

  Why is he crying?

  I heard sniffles, so I started rubbing his back as he sat on my bed with me. "Tae, what's wrong?" I asked him quietly as he cried.

  He wiped his tears and took a deep breath. "I'm tired of August owning everything and everyone." He said as he let our hug go.

  I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at him. "What are you talking about, Tae?" I asked, annoyed at the name that he said.

  He sighed and chuckled a little. "Tomorrow is Jimin and August's one year anniversary, and the whole time they've been together, it's only been a relationship that convenient for Augie." He swallowed a lump in his throat. "I have never disliked someone so much.. He takes advantage of Jimin. When they broke up last time, he had another key made to our house so that Jimin couldn't lock him out. He wouldn't even let Jimin leave him, Yoongi.." he frowned.

  I raised my eyebrow and clenched my fists. "What the hell do you mean, he wouldn't let Jimin leave him? That's his choice." I said.

  Taehyung nodded his head and rubbed his eyes. "I know that. So does Jimin." He frowned. "But that's why I'm so upset. I think Jimin is scared of August.. Not in the physical way, an emotional way." He said.

  "What the hell does that mean?" I asked.

  He looked at me and shook his head with a smile. "I think I've said too much already. Maybe you should talk to Jimin if you want these answers, Yoongi." He stood from my bed and wiped his cheeks. "Thanks for the talk, I gotta go- uh— cook noodles." He smiled.

  I looked up at him as he opened the door.

  "And Yoongi, I think you should talk to him about that situation." Tae said. He walked out of the room, leaving me to myself again.

  I should.. but how could I?

  How could I just walk into his life and then try to protect him like it's my own life? How could I just beat up his boyfriend and then not tell him about it, as if it's not his "lover"?

  ...lover?

  How could I just walk into Jimin's life and not want to protect him? It's impossible. I can't.

  I threw my blanket off of me and practically ran to Jimin's room. I knocked on it and stood there for a moment. Finally, his door opened.

  Jimin looked up at me in confusion as I stood there in front of him. I frowned and stepped forward, wrapping my arms around his waist.

   I wasn't sure what I was doing, but I just wanted him to know that he has people who will always be there for him no matter what.

  I felt his arms moved up to my neck as he rested his head on my shoulder. "Yoongi, why are we hugging?" He asked me quietly.

  I smiled to myself and hugged him tighter.

  "Because I felt like it." I laughed lightly. I could feel Jimin's tenseness fade away as he laughed back, still holding onto me.

  "Is your boyfriend coming over tonight?" I asked him. I could feel his body tense up once again and he let go of our hug. I frowned and looked into his chocolate brown eyes.

  He frowned as well as he looked up at me.

  "No, why?" He questioned.

  "Because we need to talk." I sighed.

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