Yoongi is fully awake, looking at the work they did last night. Somehow satisfied he made Jimin so wrecked he slept sound and sleep the whole night. He could've been scared, based on the marks on his body he has been used in the most brutal ways human can be.
But he didn't show a single sign of fear or pain. That's a new one for Yoongi.
Jimin opens his eyes and meets Yoongi's, smiling a little, confirming he doesn't feel remorse even when alcohol was involved. Instead it gave him a confidence kick which was needed.
"Good morning," Yoongi whispers and runs his fingers through Jimin's messy hair. His heart feels soft. Simple as that.
"I'm hungry and I need to shower," Jimin says and takes Yoongi's hand on his own, playing with his fingers. One thing Yoongi now sees is Jimin's small hands. His heart melts a little. Not sure how well that fits on him.
They visit a campsite and take a shower, after that they go eat at the buttery, ramen.
Jimin slurps the noodles as if he has never eaten. The hangover is this ticking on his head, causing tiny bit of headache and heartburn. The news come up on the TV. He turn his gaze to look at them.
'The weather is turning colder, the beautiful autumn is nearly ending, all the leafs have left trees and turned brown on the ground.'
'The mother of the missing son, Park Jimin, is in critical condition "may never see his son alive again"
His heart drops.
He looks at the screen and sees his mother. Talking to the camera with the tears in her eyes. Talking about his son who disappeared into thin air after outing with friends.
His best friend behind her, worried to death, feeling guilty.
"She collapsed last night, friends and family believe it's due the stress related to the disappearance of her son January 10th. He is still missing, believed not to be found alive."
"No!" Jimin shouts and some people at the buttery turn to look at them.
Yoongi lowers his gaze, knowing what Jimin just saw. He takes his hand and drags him out of there half forced.
"I need to go Yoongi, you know I need to go right?!" Jimin asks placing his hands on Yoongi's face, staring at his eyes desperately.
Yoongi knows. But he also knows he shouldn't let Jimin go. It's dangerous.
"I know Jimin," he nods while whispering and takes his hands off his face, holding his hands.
"Go."
He closes his eyes and waits.
"Thank you, Yoongi, thank you," he hears Jimin say and run.
Trust, Yoongi, trust me this time.
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Wrongdoer ➳ yoonmin
Fanfic"If I just had went home, if I wasn't so drunk and if I..." "If so, we wouldn't have ever met" "I wonder if all this was worth meeting someone new" Wrongdoer is a story about much more than pain and suffering, much more than winning and losing. It'...
