Yoongi sighed as he limped around the park. The park was more of a desolate forest, with trees standing tall like soldiers and blocking out every ray of the radiant sun. He was alone there, no one ever really came to this 'park', some even considered it abandoned seeing as all playground activities were rusted and worn out and nature had consumed the rest.
Nonetheless, Yoongi liked it there. He liked the peaceful silence and the lack of people. He liked the spooky vibe it gave off but the best part about it was that it left him alone with his thoughts.
Yoongi's life had taken a drastic turn and he felt so overwhelmed with emotion... he just couldn't feel it. Yoongi felt numb and empty. But at the same time he felt way too much. It's complicated, I know, but that just shows how broken he is. His father did always say 'broken people are dangerous people'.
Yoongi chuckled darkly as he took a seat by one of the trees, leaning back against its rough trunk. "I'm dangerous?" he questioned himself with a sinister smile. "I'm dangerous? Nah... that's Suga... Joonie thinks I'm sweet," he told himself in an eerily calm tone. He pulled out his phone and dialled his longest friend.
"Hello? Yoonie hyung, are you okay?" Namjoon's concerned voice rang through the phone. Yoongi's heart fluttered, just like it always did when Namjoon (or anyone else) showed their love and care. "I-I...I don't know..." was all he could say. He sure as hell wasn't fine and he wanted to scream that out and be held tightly by his best friend... but he figured it could wait. "Where are you?" Namjoon asked instantly. "Park... the old forest-y one.." Yoongi replied quietly, it was a surprise Namjoon could even hear him. "Oh that extremely creepy one that Seokjin hyung is terrified of?" Namjoon asked and Yoongi couldn't hold back the chuckle that escaped his lips. "Yep... that's the one, can you pick me up? And let me stay at yours for a while?" Yoongi asked with a small smile still etched onto his pouty lips. "Of course, Yoonie hyung! I'll be there in 5 minutes with Jin hyung, bye!" Namjoon said, not giving the older boy a chance to respond before ending the call.
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Jimin had returned back into his bedroom with contentment plastered on his slightly chubby face "He's not there... Namjoon hyung said he's at his place," was the only explanation Taehyung and Hoseok got from the smaller boy. "But... let's watch My Hero Academia," Jimin suggested with a light giggle. Taehyung and Hoseok smiled, happy that their best friend was more or less back to his normal self.
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Yoongi walked into school, hiding his ghostly pale face under his raven hood. His newly died blond hair hung over his shadowy eyes and his long fingers were gripping onto the straps of his backpack tightly.
'Another day in Hell' he thought to himself as he walked towards his locker. He could hear the mumbles of 'slut', 'whore', 'cheat' and 'liar' and he couldn't help but sink further into a metaphorical dark abyss.
He unlocked his locker and grabbed the things he needed and placed them in his bag before his body was slammed into the said locker. He stared into the hazel eyes of his supposed attacker and his stomach dropped.
It was Jimin. And he looked as though he had been... crying? Well of course he would be. Yoongi felt so dumb, so selfish, so cruel to have left Jimin on that rooftop after the younger's heart melting confession. "J-Jiminie?" Yoongi stuttered out, unsure of what exactly to say.
Jimin's heart was sprinting, his mind was racing and he just couldn't stop himself from looking at Yoongi's soft, pink pursed lips. "B-baby?" he stuttered back a response, unable to look into Yoongi's eyes. "Y-you.. you dyed your hair" Jimin pointed out as his small hands moved to take the large hood down. "It suits you," he added because his hyung looked so much more adorable with his hair a soft blond.
Yoongi blushed a deep crimson and mumbled a thanks towards Jimin. "A-aren't y-you gonna k-kiss me?" Yoongi asked softly, unsure of where the courage to ask that short sentence came from. Jimin's plump lips formed a smile as he pulled the frail body towards him and kissed the pale boy's lips.
Yoongi kissed back without hesitation and both boys ignored the gasps and insults thrown towards them as they held each other close and kissed with passion.
Yoongi was overwhelmed with emotion, yet Jimin's calming presence kept him grounded and he couldn't help the wide gummy smile that showed on his face when Jimin pulled away, staring at him with complete and utter adoration.
"I love you," Jimin whispered as he played with Yoongi's blond locks. "I love you so much baby," he added. Yoongi's eyes held so much bliss and happiness and Jimin was enthralled to see such a spectacular sight on this ethereal boy.
At that moment, both boys felt an indescribable feeling of contentment, tranquility and joy. At that moment, they felt nothing could come between them, despite the whole wretched world trying.
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