Runaways | Yoonmin

chap. 3

"Ahh shit. My head hurts like hell!" Yoongi said as he began to wake up. He turned around in the bed he was in to find a sleeping Jimin.

He felt a pit in his stomach. Did he and Jimin have . . .? That question was taken over by another question.

"Where am I?" Yoongi shook the sleeping boy next to him in hope of an answer. The sleeping boy groaned from being shaken to wake up, "What the hell?!" He opened his eyes and felt his heart drop to see Yoongi.

"Hi to you too." The boy laughed at the other, "Sorry to bother you, but where are we?"

Jimin looked around trying to familiarize himself with his surroundings, but even he didn't know where he was. He shrugged his shoulders and got up from the bed. To find his shirt. He walked to the front of the bed and Yoongi followed. "My shirt. Where is it?"

The shirtless boy was desperate for his shirt, though Yoongi didn't mind seeing his body. Though, Yoongi did mind that he was also shirtless.

"I don't know, but I see mine over there." He walked over to the corner of the room to pick his shirt up. It was all messed up and he tried fix it, when he saw it.

"Jimin. . . C-can you come here please?" The boy stuttered from fear.

"What do you want? I'm trying to find my missing shirt." The annoyed boy walked over to the other and looked at him. He was completely confused till he also looked down.

"I found it, but I don't think you want it back." The two boys were shocked and so they froze for a second at the bloody sight.

The two shirts of the boys were covered in blood, but not only that they both were near a bloody knife. which was next to a body.

Jimin picked up his shirt which covered the victims face. The sight was completely horrific to the two boys who had never seen a dead body before, but for Yoongi it was worse.

"No. No it can't be." His eyes began to water, "Did we-" The boy couldn't finish his sentences due to the shock and pain he was feeling.

"I-I don't know." Jimin looked at Yoongi. His face lost all color.

"Taehyung." He looked at the face of the person he loved the most in his life. The only sibling he had. His heart completely shattered.

The thought that he possibly did this hurt him even more. He began to feel hate for himself. "We have to go. We can't stay here any longer."

Yoongi grabbed a blanket from the bed. He got down on his knees and kissed Taehyung on the forehead, "I am so sorry. . ." He put the blanket over his body. His own brother dead, perhaps by Jimin's and his hands. The thought began to plague his mind.

He got up from his knees and went to the closet in the room. He looked for shirts for both Jimin and him.

"Here take this." He handed the shirt to the crying boy, "Look. Don't cry, okay? If we stay here any longer, they will blame us for this. Do you remember anything about last night?"

Jimin shook his head, "No. I don't even remember how I got here. Or how-" He looked down at the blanket which covered his loved one.

Yoongi felt his heart drop even more. He didn't remember anything either, meaning there was a confirmed chance they would be blamed. He didn't want to end up in jail, not without finding out if he killed his own brother.

"Come on. Let's go. We need to go now." Yoongi rushed. He looked at the blanket one more time, "Goodbye little brother. I-I love you." He said very quietly.

Than he left. He walked through the house to find the exit, and other than that bedroom, the whole entire house was empty. It seemed abandoned.

He held Jimin's hand when he found the exit and ran. The neighborhood didn't seem familiar, but they began walking. They didn't know where, but somewhere far where they wouldn't be found.

Walking and walking. They would find that they couldn't walk forever. So they waited at the next bus stop they came across. When the bus arrived, they got on and said goodbye to their once peaceful lives.

They would say hello, to running away from getting caught. They needed some sort of proof they didn't so this, but if they both couldn't remember any of the events of last night how were they going to find the one who killed a brother and a best friend.