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"Don't you have a first aid kit?" Jimin then yelled, feeling overwhelmed from the new discovery

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"Don't you have a first aid kit?" Jimin then yelled, feeling overwhelmed from the new discovery.

"No," The other boy simply answered.

"Then go and get mine, keys' under the mat!"

"Fine." Yoongi pretended to not care, as he started making his way towards the door taking his time.

"FASTER!" Jimin yelled. Startling the boy, causing him to dash next door.

Coming back, he went over and lightly tossed the box next to the boy on the mattress. Since he didn't want to be near the boy, he tried his best to stay the distance.

"Thanks." The boy replied curtly. Taking out the supplies that he needed, then slowly started to press the cotton onto his forehead, well more like he attempted too.

Jimin tried his best to bring it back towards his forehead, but kept flinching away from the slight stinging of the chemical. Tightening his eyes he tried again, but kept wincing from the nip of the substance.

Yoongi tried to hide the unnecessary need to help the boy, finally caving into his thoughts, he carried himself towards Jimin and grabbed the cotton ball from the small hand.

"Hey!" Jimin groaned.

"You're taking forever. I'll just do it." The boy bluntly replied. Then started to press the cotton on Jimin's forehead, but the boy screamed, scaring the shit out of Yoongi, making him drop the cotton onto Jimin's lap.

"What the fuck?" Yoongi shot.

"Why are you acting like a drama queen? Just let me help you."

"-but it hurts." Jimin pouted, folding his arms.

"Hey, look at me." Yoongi calmly said, feeling bad all of sudden. Jimin looked up at him, tears starting to build up in his eyes. Yoongi carefully moved forward with a new cotton ball with rubbing alcohol, he lightly blew on the injury while pressing the cotton onto the open wound.

Jimin stared at Yoongi whose face was just inches from his, watching the concentration in his eyes. Every once in a while Jimin would wince, but he wouldn't dwell on the pain too much. Since he was playing a dangerous game, staring at the man in-front. Finishing up, Yoongi, turned to clean up the supplies that were scattered about.

"Thank you." Jimin mumbled loud enough for the boy in front to hear. "Yeah, it's whatever." Yoongi stood up letting the words slide, like it was nothing. He then walked towards the kitchen, placing the first aid on the counter. Then stood in the silence of the room, with his back to the boy.

"Did you mean it?" Jimin muttered out of the blue. Yoongi's shoulders tensed up, not sure if he heard something or not.

"Did you say something?" Yoongi cocked an eyebrow still not facing the male. It was quiet, no words exchanged, no actions made.

"I said. Did you mean it?" Jimin finally repeated, looking up at Yoongi's back, intensely.

In a blink of an eye, Yoongi turned to face the boy, who was questioning him.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know what I am talking about." Jimin shot back, with a stern look.

"No, I have no clue what you're going on about." Yoongi answered, getting lost by the second.

"Why did you even come?" Jimin abruptly asked instead.

"Huh?" Yoongi tilted his head a little to the side, in reaction to Jimin. However, he felt like he knew what Jimin was talking about, he just decided to be tight-lipped, so he wouldn't have to answer him.

"You could have just left me. Why did you actually show up?"

"I don't know-"

"Stop acting stupid! You know." Jimin rolled his eyes, annoyed.

"Why are you questioning me. I fucking saved your life!" Yoongi yelled a little fed up.

"Because-" Jimin sighed.

"Because what!" Yoongi spoke with a little urgency laced in his voice.

"I-I wasn't gonna actually do it!" Jimin then quietly revealed. Yoongi looked at Jimin in confusion.

"What?"

"I was just pretending..." Jimin trailed off.

"I-I felt like I was at a dead end, a-and I just wanted more. I don't even know what I was even thinking. I was being so-so greedy-"

"You're not making any sense, what are you trying to say?" Yoongi cut off.

"I WAS BLUFFING!" Jimin shouted, face red in embarrassment.

Yoongi stood there quietly, nothing turning in his mind, nothing to input. The guilty boy being questioned, looked up at Yoongi with glassy orbs. Yoongi trailed his view behind the boy, not having the guts to look directly at Jimin.

His mind just happened to shut off, not being able to process the situation at all. Suddenly the information started to seep in, causing his face to contour into anger then disappointment and other emotions he couldn't dispatch at the moment.

"Im sorry, Yoongi. I wasn't going to do anything. I'm really sorry. I-I just wanted to know how you felt. You've been avoiding me for so long, it just started to take a toll on me. I felt like you hated me. I'm not even sure what I did, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. Please forgive me." Jimin started to blabber on not pausing to take a breath.

Yoongi glanced up at him, with a blank look on his face. Jimin met his gaze at that exact moment the boy started to glow with a dark aura. Causing Jimin to pause mid way of his rant to only gulp in anticipation. Yoongi stared without a single word. Finally he moved his arm to only point towards the front door.

"Leave." He shot. Startling the poor boy.

"What? Yoongi-"

"I said, please leave." Yoongi angrily re-stated, cutting Jimin off.

Without uttering another word, Jimin got up slowly and took quiet steps in the direction of the door. Reaching out for the handle, he opened it and took a small step into the hallway. Before closing the door, he looked back towards Yoongi one last time. Only to be met with the side profile of the male's blank face.

Yoongi hadn't moved his vision from staring at the cream coloured wall, that was behind the mattress that Jimin once sat on.

Jimin was going to say something to the older boy, but stopped in his tracks, thinking it was useless to say anything at all; since he had already caused so much unintentional damage, as it was.

Going against his thoughts he swiftly turned into the hallway, as a tear trailed down his cheek. He closed the door softly behind him, letting out a muffled sob against his trembling hands.

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