e-boy | y.min [FINISHED]

''twenty three''

Yoongi woke up to an empty bed and an empty heart. He resisted the urge to let even more tears out. Passing out from crying wasn't something he had on his to-do list. Neither were yesterday's events. He wanted it to be a dream. He really did.

Last night Yoongi got some balls and texted Jimin, but to no avail. The younger blocked him on all his social media and private his account. He probably expected that Yoongi was going to text him. As Yoongi thought about it, it was his own fault for running out and not sitting down to talk with Jimin. If he stayed maybe things would have gone differently. The point being, he was mad. At himself and partially at Jimin. Why didn't he say something earlier? It was obvious that Yoongi loved him from day one. If this was a joke by his brain it wasn't funny. Yoongi hadn't eaten or drank anything. No way he was getting out of bed, the only place that still had Jimin's scent. That faint peachy smell. Yoongi never knew what shampoo the younger used but didn't mind, until the younger disappeared and the smell went with him.

Jimin was the only faint light he had in his light other than Seokjin, Namjoon, and Heechul. He thought the light would get brighter but it got blown out, along with it went his own light. He couldn't cope with the emotions he was feeling all at once. Yoongi rolled around in bed, missing the warmth that laid with him. He was being over-dramatic.., right? Not like he had known Jimin for a year. No, seven days. But it felt like a year. Not because of the duration but the amounts of emotions he was feeling, the several types of tension, the heart beating along with his own. He smiled to himself. Maybe this was for the better? Maybe they could meet later on in life, right? Wrong.

It had been three months since Jimin left that small sticky note on Yoongi's couch. No one had heard from him since the day Jimin left. Heechul assumed he left with Jimin to Busan. Namjoon and Jin were no different. They hadn't bothered to text him, assuming that Yoongi would text them. But a message hadn't arrived. At all. Yoongi left them in the dark about the situation purposefully, expecting them to leave him alone. 

He heard knocks at his door, freaking out, Yoongi walked to the front door looking scared. When he opened he didn't expect to see Heechul's boss aka the owner of the bar he was at when Jimin left. The young guy looked actually worried. It warmed Yoongi's heart for some stupid reason.

"Can I come in?" Hoseok said and looked up at Yoongi's eyes which were bloodshot and puffy. The older among them turned his head and nodded, stepping away so the blond-haired boy could enter. The vibe Hoseok was giving seemed friendly so he didn't pull away when the younger hugged him. He just stayed frozen, expressionless.

"Look, I don't know you that well but Heechul asked me to check up on you. He suspected that you were in Busan with that guy so he sent me just to check. I can tell you're struggling, why didn't you tell anyone you were here?" Hoseok said as politely as he could. He didn't want to offend the already broken boy.

"You can tell him I'm fine. Just leave. Please." Yoongi whispered the 'please' hoping Hoseok wouldn't stay for much longer. The tears were already making their way to his eyes. Ticking like a time bomb. Hoseok noticed the hurt in Yoongi's eyes and nodded, stepping through the barrier of the small apartment. Yoongi looked at him with some sort of.. need? He didn't know for what. Affection? A friend? A rebound? Whatever it was, Hoseok felt bad for Yoongi. Yoongi looked away from the boy and did the fakest yawn Hoseok has ever heard.

"I-I'm sorry for wasting your time but I have to get back to.. bed. Just tell Heechul I'm fine. Thank you." Before Hoseok got the chance to respond, Yoongi already slammed the door and let out loud and rough sobs. This was obviously too hard for him to process. Hoseok left without a word. He didn't want to do something worse than what has already been done. Yoongi looked off. He didn't look like the Yoongi from the stories that Heechul told or the pictures he had shown to Hoseok. The ones where Yoongi and Heechul made their way through high school together as best friends. The times where Yoongi would hug Heechul so hard the boy would 'be left with bruises'. The times when Yoongi would come into the bar and tackle Heechul happily telling him about all the events in his life. He didn't look like Yoongi.

Hoseok brushed it off. It wasn't like he liked the older. That would be absurd. He had his eye on someone else. Someone he had known since the day he applied for his job.

Jimin, on the other hand, had tried going on multiple dates but none of them felt right. His heart yearned for Yoongi. And he knew what he should do. That's why he packed several suitcases and his cat. Along with Jungkook and Taehyung, he bought a train ticket. 

Hopefully the last one he has to buy.

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HELLO CHILDREN IM BACK WITH AN UPDATE AND WE ARE NEARING THE ENDDDDDDDDDDDhdihh i love all of you and thank you for 49K

anyway not much has changed with my laptop/phone sit. but i somehow managed to write this. sorry if it sucks i tried i swear

im defidently not freaking out about jungkooks pied piper preformance on the 5th muster in busan i SWEAR HSIDUGUZDFZADGUZSEGFUHSRHVSDUC

anyway, bye babiiiiiieeesss!~

-michelle🌈  (my laptops emojis suck so sorry if u dont see it)

EDIT: yes hello again, I HAVE READ THE STATISTICS OF MY STORY AND WHIUSDGIASGDZI. yall americans really read my GARBAGEHDISIFGIFI

in other news i have fanboys that read my story, precisely 3%.. yall are awesome and dont get appreciated enough. tea. anyway im LEAVING before i say something stupid