Healer

As A Friend

"Jimin?"

Jimin tried to pretend he'd fallen asleep.

"Sorry, that's not going to work on me," Yoongi laid a hand on his side, bending over him, and murmured, "Are you hurt?"

Jimin nodded.

"It's okay to tell Taehyung that. He doesn't mean it."

Jimin turned his head towards the couch cushion and didn't answer, ears burning.

Yoongi sighed. "Sit up, I wanna use the couch too."

Jimin obeyed, pulling his knees up to his chest and hugging his legs. He wore borrowed clothes from one of the two unoccupied rooms in the hallway-- a large white t-shirt and scuffed jeans that he'd had to roll up four times-- and they created the same feeling his blanket had on the first morning. Safety. Comfort. Yoongi sat down next to him, leaning back and looking up at the ceiling.

"You can talk to us, you know," he said, his voice still soft enough that Taehyung, pleading with the dog, didn't notice. "You don't have to hold it in when you're frustrated."

Jimin shrugged.

"Jimin, I'm serious. You need to talk to us or we won't know what's wrong. We'll keep making the same mistakes."

Jimin shrugged again.

Yoongi reached out, resting his hand over the base of Jimin's neck. "You're getting tense again," he muttered.

Jimin shivered as warmth seeped underneath his skin. What was with all of them? Why did they want this from him? He couldn't give it to anyone, not if he wanted to stay safe.

"I tickled him too much, hyung," Taehyung said, "That's all it was." He was sitting up, looking between the two of them nervously. "I'm not planning on startling him like that again--"

"That's not the point," Yoongi grumbled, taking his hand away. "If Jimin's got a problem he needs to tell us."

Jimin shrank back into the couch, shaking his head.

"How are we supposed to help, then?"

Jimin shrugged.

Yoongi sighed, leaning back against the couch and folding his arms. Jimin bit his lip and closed his eyes, so he wouldn't have to see him watching. Taehyung cleared his throat and went back to cooing at the puppy.

"Really, Jimin," Yoongi said. "It could be dangerous."

Jimin ran his teeth over his bottom lip, fidgeting.

"What if we need to do something and you can't trust us?"

He laid his head on his arms.

"That's the issue here," Yoongi said, putting a hand on Jimin's shoulder. "I need you to be able to trust me, or we won't get anywhere."

Jimin nodded. But he didn't say a word. 

Come, As You Are, As You Were, As You Wanted To Be~

Yuna did this beautiful, haunting cover of that song and ohmygosh it's stuck in my head. She has such a beautiful voice.