ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴀʀᴍʏ | vmin [DISCONTINUED]

chapter 3

depression: a mental disorder by constantly being in a sad mood and loss of interest in activities.

9:09 PM
jimin sits on the couch while taehyung and jungkook play video games on the TV. they start getting really anxious and worried about hoseok and yoongi. it's been an hour.
namjoon walks into the the living room feeling frightened, "have you guys heard about hoseok and yoongi?"

"no..." jimin says in a soft and sad tone.

"should we call the police?" taehyung insisted.

"no stupid, we can't call right away. we have to wait 24 hours." jungkook said.

"alright, i think that's enough games for tonight. we should catch up in some sleep." jin said tiredly.

Jimin's POV: 11:59 PM
i cant sleep. my anxiety kicked in 2 hours ago. i cant stop thinking about the bad things could happen to the people i love so much. will they die? will i survive? will i live to tell? would i ever see them again? will they miss me when i'm gone? what's going to happen??? all those thoughts go away when i feel a soft hand touching mine.
"jimin"

i hear taehyungs low voice.
"what's wrong?" a quite sigh comes out of my lips.

"what if something bad happens to you?!?" my voice cracks and i feel a lump forming in throat. i squeeze his hand tightly as i cry softly.

"is this what's been keeping you up all night?" he whispers as he chuckles.

i nod as i wipe away my tears, still holding on to his hand. "nothing's gonna happen to me," he softly smiles at me, "i promise."

"pinkie promise?" i stick out my pinkie.

"promise." he says as our pinkies intertwined. our hands touch again as we fall into a deep slumber.

Taehyung's POV: 8:04 AM
the sun shines through the windows. i move the curtains to the side to let some light in here. the sun is actually out for once in this dull world, it just makes the world look more "innocent" and "happy" then it is. i hope nothing bad happens today. i hear jungkook's loud voice across the hallway. he barges in my room without knocking and wakes jimin
up.

"jin made us breakfast," you guys coming?" jungkook asked.

"i'll be there in a few minutes." i told him.

"i'm not that hungry." jimin said.

"please don't be like jin."

anorexia - is characterized by a distorted body image, with an unwarranted fear of being overweight. it causes people to obsess about weight and what they eat.

4 hours later: 12:04 AM
"no news about hoseok and yoongi?" namjoon asked impatiently.

jimin sighs loudly "no. what if they're dead?!!"

"i guess we're going to have to go right now if you're assuming they're dead, that means they're near," namjoon told us warily, "there's no time to wait pack your bags."

Namjoon's POV: 1:35 PM
a good friend of ours, Bang Si-Hyuk drove us to the airport. we get out of the car and say our goodbyes to our manager.

"bye hyung, it was nice meeting you."

i sadly smile at him. the rest take a turn to hug him as we go in wait to get on a plane. Russia, China, America, Japan, Korea, and Australia have been infected by the virus. the only options we have are Canada, Mexico, Brazil, and Europe.

"the plane to Spain will be leaving in 5 minutes."

we gather our stuff and head to the airplane.

sorry i haven't updated in MONTHS but i'm back cause its fucking summer :)