Exulansis

Chapter 30

"It's always been a wonder to me, how fast time seems to past when things are good.
When your spirit feels light and your head is clear,
When there's that extra bounce in your step,
It seems that, when you feel easy, when you feel calm, time moves easily too."

Yoongi fixed the stones around the grave, neatly lining them in their rectangular shape and pulling any weeds along the way.

"It's like when I think back to us, our time together was so amazing, yet felt so... minimal? Was it the same for you?"

Yoongi stared at the white marble, leaving an air of silence for an answer,
"Yeah..."

Yoongi stood and kissed the grave as always, bidding farewell to his Joonie and leaving the cemetery.

He had his flashlight on his phone as he walked back home.
Home. Only a short 4 months has he lived in the beautiful ParkJeon household and already it was more a home to him than anywhere else.

Yoongi smiled as he recalled the speeding months that just flew by. The shared meals at the same dining table, the warm showers and always clean clothes, the constant feeling of being cared for.

Yoongi chuckled awkwardly to himself, an orange stain on his black jeans, a bleaching accident. For the past month he'd been going and working in Auntie Linyas salon. She was ecstatic to her yoongi had taken an interest in the practice and took him as an apprentice. The orange stain occurred when yoongi slipped with bleach in his hands, creating the Halloween theme on his favourite jeans.

A car sped past him, making yoongi jump. In the process he dropped his phone, the loud smash confirmed that it was broken. Which wasn't really the issue, the phone was practically worthless and barely worked anyways, but now it was dark.

Yoongi could feel the air knock from his lungs. His eyes went wide in search of a street lamp, or bus stop, or even a shop front with some light! Anything! Yoongi ran down the sidewalk, not even concentrating on his movements. He didn't care, he couldn't be in the dark. Bad things happened in the dark.

The panic took over yoongi and soon he found himself sitting on the ground, knees to his chest and head between his hands, clutching desperately at his hair. He opened and closed his eyes frantically, he couldn't see anything!

"Please... oh please anything... anyone.... oh god..." he felt as if he were drowning in a sea of obsidian, unable to move or think let alone breathe properly.

He could feel the past creeping up his spine. The memories of the monsters that lurked in the dark. Cold hands on bare skin, cigarettes and cheap gin. Yoongi clawed at his own skin, ridding the ghost hands that took perch across him.

"Stop... please... don-Don't! Stop!" He began screaming. The hands felt too real. He could feel his body shake with their movements. The high stabbing wave of fear that consumed his chest grew louder and louder until-

"It's us! Yoongi! Get him in the car!"

Yoongi daren't open his eyes despite his wanting too. It was only when he could feel the light hit his face did he slowly peek out of his left eye.

He was in a car? He opened the other eye but soon scrunched them up again as he was trapped by a pair of warm arms.

"Okay sweets, it's okay. We're here. Let's go home- Jimin drive. I've got him." He could hear Jungkooks deep voice, he could also feel the soft hum of his chest seeing as yoongis face was currently smooshed against it.

Yoongi stared at the light fixture in the car, it hurt his eyes no doubt but soothed his heart. Light...

"Is okay baby, we've got you, you're safe. We're here. We'll always be here" Jungkook ran his hands up and down yoongis arms, wanting to scold the younger for not bringing a jacket in February.

Jungkook and Jimin were just coming back from Jimins work, Jungkook being a good husband had collected him. When driving they noticed a boy walking down the street with his phone torch on. After a second thought they turned around thinking it may have been yoongi. What they didn't expect however was yoongi curled into a ball in the side of the street crying and clawing at his skin.

The trio soon arrived home, yoongi had managed to control his breathing and was a lot calmer now, although still pretty shaken up.
Jimin tried to help him inside, but the younger simply shook him off, muttering a small "I'm fine".
The married couple watched with concern as the boy climbed the stairs to his room, neither knew what to do exactly. Despite how great their time together had been, they still knew little to nothing about yoongis past.

Jungkook sighed heavily, "we need to talk to him"
Jimin nodded with his thick lips in a straight line. They couldn't force the boy to talk, nor would they want to, but they can't simply leave him on his own, not after what just happened.

Yoongi was sat on his bed, facing the window. He could feel his shaking hands resting against his own thighs, he could feel the soft mattress under him, he could feel the slight draft that pulled from under the door, but still, yoongi felt nothing. He hated this. He hated being suffocated in his own mind.

"Hey..." a soft, angelic voice sang from the doorway. Yoongi needn't look to know that it was Jimin, he presumed Jungkook was also there.
The married couple walked in and stood before the boy, blocking the window and cutting his view.

Jungkook felt a small pang in his heart as he noticed every light in the room was on. Every light, from the ceiling to the bedside lamp to the floor lamp in the corner, every light.

"You wanna talk about it?" Jimin asked, expecting the usual soft shake of the boys head followed by a quiet 'no'.

However, yoongi lifted his head, tears pooling in the corners of his eyes, his lip trembled and he appeared paler than usual.
"I-I wanna... but it's so hard-" the boy choked. Jimin was so shocked that he simply stood there, staring wide eyed at the boy.

Luckily Jungkook was able to react, instantly engulfing yoongis smaller body with his own, trying to comfort the boy in some way.

"It's okay sweets, it's okay. We know it's hard, but we'll be here whenever you're ready. We'll stay as long as you need" Jungkook assured the boy with his ever soothing voice.

Jimin sat on the other side of yoongi, he too wrapped his arms around him,
"We'll always be here yoongi"

Yoongi sat straight and sucked in a deep breath,
"Okay then..."

Another cliff hanger! Sorry!
That's the end of the chapter, thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed.

The next chapter will be out.... tomorrow!

So not a long wait 😅

Anyways,
Bye!

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