Broken || Yoonmin (Depressed Yoongi)

15

Jimins POV

As soon as I left Yoongi, I was greeted by Namjoon outside of his studio.

"Hey Jimin, you good?" I shook my head.

"Yoongi's in a bad way, if we don't get him help soon, I think something really bad will happen, he was saying that he deserves the pain that he put himself through, I don't know why he thinks that, why would he? He's perfect to me and to our true fans, why can't he see that?" I started to hyperventilate, my mind thinking all kind of things that could happen.

"No, nothing bad is going to happen, we will get him help, I promise. I'm the leader of this group and I won't let anything bad happen, calm down" he rushed over to me then hugged me, his large frame holding my smaller one.

"I just don't want anything to happen to him, I don't know what I would do if something terrible happened"

"Listen to me, he will get better soon, I promise. It's going to take time for him to get better" I nodded in response.

"Thank you, hyung"

Time skip

Back at the dorms I was greeted by Taehyung.

"Hey Jimin, did you see Yoongi?" I nodded in response.

"How is he?" He asked with concern evident in his tone.

"Not good, the sooner we get him help the better" I plopped down on the couch, exhausted from not sleeping all night.

"He's gonna be alright, okay?" Taehyung sat down beside me and put on a drama on the tv. I couldn't focus on it though, Yoongi was all I could think about.

Yoongi POV

I woke up on the floor after passing out, I slowly got up as my head was spinning.

I grabbed my phone that was on the couch and looked at the time. 22:37. I was passed out for hours.

I realized that Jimin texted me after he left.

Chimchim❤️

You don't deserve pain, if you feel like hurting yourself again please text me or call me. I don't care how late it is, I won't leave you suffering on your own. I promise.

I smiled for a minute, then the voices started polluting my mind yet again.

Stop being such a burden, save him the time and just end it. Drink yourself to death if you don't want to leave the dorm.

I then remembered that I had a box of blades from a while ago. I took the box out from the drawers beside my desk.

I took one out and examined it for a minute. I was feeling too numb and wanted to feel something. I rolled up my sleeve and hesitated for a moment.

I placed the razor on my wrist and made a horizontal cut, watching the blood slowly trickle down my hand. It stung a bit, but it's better than feeling nothing at all.

I continued to make horizontal lines, not cutting too deep. My arm was blood stained, what used to be clear is now littered in cuts. I took a deep breath in and out, savoring this moment.

I got disinfectant wipes that I had and began to clean my wrist. It's stung a lot and I hissed at the pain. I put plasters on my arm to help stop the bleeding. I put the box of blades away. I rolled my sleeve back down after.

I grabbed the bottle of vodka that was on the floor and downed a bit. I sat down on the floor with my back against the couch and continued drinking.

After I finished the bottle, I stumbled up to my feet and decided to go up to the rooftop of the building. I walked out and noticed that the corridor was empty. I put my mask over my face and walked over to the stairs, making my was to the rooftop.

I walked over to the edge, and sat down, swinging my legs back and forth.

You could just jump now, why wait? You are worthless, you can't do anything right. Nobody wants you here.

I felt a tear roll down my cheek, I didn't have the energy to wipe it away. I looked down at the ground, it's a long way down. I might die if I fall here.

That's the point, all your pain will go away if you just jump.

I stood up on the ledge and started walking on it, with my arms out.

"YOONGI WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I looked over to see Jimin running over to me.

"Don't, please hyung, we need you" "No you don't" I whispered.

"Hyung please, don't" he said about 10 feet away from me, probably fearing that I would jump any second.

Jump, do it, they don't need you, just fall, it will be like landing in clouds. All of that hopelessness and the weight in your shoulders will disappear.

No, I can't do this. Not in front of Jimin. Not like this.

"I wasn't going to jump" I said, he looked like he was going to cry.

"Don't lie to me, you were just going to leave us? Like this? Why would you even think of doing something like that, you are perfect, Min Yoongi. I swear, I'm not gonna let you do something like this. What if I came up here a few seconds later? You could have been gone" Jimin was looking down at his feet.

"I'm sorry, I'm just fucking selfish, aren't I? I wasn't going to do it" I jumped down and walked right past Jimin. He caught up to me and grabbed my wrist, causing me to hiss in pain.

"Roll up your sleeve" Jimin demanded, closing his eyes.

I hesitantly rolled up my sleeve, revealing the plasters to Jimin.

"I told you to text me if you felt like doing that again" Jimin let a tear fall down his cheek.

"I'm sorry, I just felt so fucking numb, I needed to feel something" he rubbed his thumb over the plasters on my wrist.

"No, I'm sorry. I know it's not easy for you. We should have known that there was something going on. We have to tell Jin that you are cutting again" I felt uneasy when he said that, my chest felt like it was on fire.

"No, don't tell him, please" I pleaded.

"I have to-" I yanked my wrist away from him then headed to my studio quickly, ignoring Jimin when he called me back. I locked my studio when I entered.

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Hey guys❤️❤️

I basically made a timetable with time for studying/doing homework and having time for myself and I made it so I have about 20 minutes or more a day just for writing. I hope to update the next chapter next week hopefully!

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