tattoo couple | yoonmin

-11-

- secrets and cries -

"- a what?"
"- i knew it!"

the responses were not what yoongi had fully expected, 50/50.

taehyungs face beamed with some sort of pride, while jin looked lost and confused.

jimin continued for yoongi, as he had gone shy.

"a little, is where an adult goes into a child mentality." jimin says, rather formally. "it can be because of someone's childhood trauma or to deal with the stresses of everyday life. in yoongis case, it's both."

jimin, being too uncomfortable to get into that side of little space, leaves out the sexual side of things. he would rather focus on the side that yoongi primarily uses. a coping mechanism. one which is more prominent now.

jin looks less confused, more sympathetic about the situation.

"so... last night? was he a little then? is that why he called you d-daddy?" jin asks, wanting the wrap his head around the situation further.

"yeah, uh-" jimin becomes sheepish, "-he hardly ever uses that... term, only when sad."

"ah..." jin says, trailing off after, not knowing what to say.

the room goes quiet.

jimins eyes dart to taehyung who hasn't said anything about this whole situation, he wonders what the male is thinking. he obviously knew about the term beforehand, yet he hasn't spoken up.

he's too busy starting at yoongi to speak, his eyes glimmer with excitement. jimin, unsure of why.

"tae?..." he speaks out, after noticing he hasn't blinked the whole time while looking at yoongi.

it's creepy, to jimin.

"tae!" he speaks again, louder, snapping taehyung out of his daydream.

"s-sorry!" he stutters nervously, a grin creeping up on his face. his eyes holding delight.

"you knew?" jimin asked, slightly astonished. "about the head space, at least."

taehyung nods, "y-yeah..."

"may i ask how?" jimin continues this very much one sided conversation.

everyone, excluding yoongi, had their attention drained on the airy boy taehyung. his eyes were soft, smile subtle.

"before i met jungkook, i-i had a really close friend, who was a little. i took care of him when he was little, i loved being around him! he always made me smile."

his eyes turn cold, the smile drops.

"he's gone now though..." the heartbreak in taehyungs voice is ringing through the room, all 3, could hear the pain taehyung gave out.

no one had the heart to ask what happened, no one really wanted to.

but, taehyung spoke up for them, "apparently little space wasn't enough to keep the stress and depression away..."

they were all thinking it, all dreaded the four words that would end ones journey through life.

they never came, instead, "he ran away..."

three words that gave some sort of relief to the males, yet not enough, was he still alive? okay? happy? it was an unknown mystery.

"is that all you know?" jimin asked softly, his voice held sympathy, taehyung found that comforting.

"nothing..." a whisper, small, dainty, like taehyung was portraying now, a vulnerable person, his past unlocked.

"no updates, six years with no information."