Lie to the Touch | Y.M

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Jimin, being caught off guard, twirled around so fast, causing him to make a slip up in his footing, surely for him to fall back into the cold holds of the city below.

Everything happened so fast; Yoongi's eyes widened in shock as he dashed for the first time in his life; minus the running up the staircase.

He reached out his hand towards Jimin trying to grab him, but instead he ended up grasping the hem of the boy's sweater, pulling it with all his might he had towards him. Causing Jimin to fall onto the ground, that was just a meter below him. Yoongi ended up tripping over his own foot, onto his back, laying next to the other boy.

Yoongi shut his eyes, taking a deep breath out. After a few good seconds, he released a groan then turned his face to check on Jimin.

"Jimin?" He whispered, but he got no response. Worried, Yoongi sat up looking over at the boy who was laying on his stomach, facing more towards the other direction. Reaching out an unsteady hand he placed it gently on top Jimin's shoulder.

"Hey?" Yoongi softly spoke a little scared. Unspectacularly, he registered the sounds of breathing, which he didn't quite catch beforehand. Exhaling a breath, he helped Jimin on to his back, facing up.

"Fuck." Jimin groaned out, trying to open his eyes. Squinting, he met the gaze of Yoongi's feline eyes staring back at him worriedly. Surprised, Jimin jolted up causing Yoongi to sit back.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" Jimin sweared, as the feeling of a severe headache came hitting him full force, causing him to clench his eyes shut.

"Oh shit your bleeding!" Yoongi gasped at the realization.

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When the two had gotten up Jimin ended up wincing at the sudden pain, as the boy's sight started to become blurry. Yoongi, noticing the tittering boy, quickly slid up next to the boy; asking if he's okay repeatedly, waiting for a response, but Jimin never replied back. Yoongi with the best of his efforts pulled Jimin towards him, motioning him to get on his back.

Surprisingly, without any argument Jimin had gotten on, and with the best of Yoongi's efforts, he walked off. While Yoongi was making the trip to the elevator, he tried to ask Jimin how he was doing, but the boy didn't make any sound whatsoever. Yoongi was starting to feel uneasy about the situation.

When he stepped in the elevator, he quickly pressed the button to their floor. Backing up against the wall he looked over towards the mirror to his side. That's when he noticed Jimin was actually passed out, his head leaning against his shoulder, while the blood on his forehead started to dry up a little, but not stopping completely.

Shocked, Yoongi looked to see how long it was going to take for the doors to open up. Luckily the doors opened just in time, as Yoongi wasted no time, rushing towards his apartment.

Grunting, Yoongi carried Jimin towards his apartment. With the best of his efforts. He unlocked the door, kicking it wide open, shuffling his way in. When reaching his mattress, he dropped the boy out of exhaustion, startling him awake.

Groaning, the boy sat up slowly looking around confusingly, checking his surroundings.

"What-" The boy had started but was cut off shortly by the other present in the room.

"Don't ask 'what happened?' or 'where am I?' I know that, you already know the answer." Yoongi plainly stated.

"Why the hell did you have to ruin the moment, this was a perfect situation for those words!" Jimin moaned in annoyance. Yoongi just rolled his eyes at him, looking away towards his hands, for they had become more interesting than the male.

For some reason Yoongi didn't want to show Jimin much reaction or emotion, because he suddenly felt so vulnerable in front of the boy. He didn't want anything growing between them, it would properly end badly.

However he noticed he forgot to attend to Jimin's injury. Gulping, he looked over at the sweet and innocent boy.

"Um- just a heads up don't touch your forehead." Yoongi began, a little awkwardly.

"Why?" Jimin asked, instinctively touching his forehead. Bringing his hand down in-front of him, his eyes widening in shock, for his hand was painted red.

"What the fuck?" Jimin muttered.

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