metanoia «yoonmin»

21

"Jimin, it's urgent. Please be serious," Yoongi said for who knows which time for that hour.

"This is serious too." Jimin huffed. "I told you you can't do it without me but you didn't trust me."

Yoongi sighed and ruffled his already messed up hair. He stopped the car in front of the red light and finally had a chance to face Jimin properly. Jimin was still in his school uniform, his bag at the back of the car. He had an unusual annoyed for him face.

"Look, pretty boy," Yoongi's hand reached up and held Jimin by the chin. Jimin's eyes widened and Yoongi knew he was feeling intimidated, "just because I'm nice to you doesn't mean you get to talk to me like this. You were right, so what? This isn't school. Life doesn't give you gold stars for correct answers."

Jimin's eyes filled with water. Yoongi realized he may have went a bit overboard. But having to explain the same thing several times plus Jimin calling him names and his failure at catching Doyoon so that he could help both Jimin and Minho, had become too much for Yoongi and he needed to let it out one way or another.

"I know this much...," Jimin mumbled. Yoongi released his chin and started the car once again. "I just wanted to be useful. I know I'm powerless and a brat, and a mess, and a bother... But I really wanted to help, Yoon..."

Yoongi bid his lip. It was high time he swallowed his pride. He did not do it before and it paid back. This time he was not going to make the same mistake. "How about I take you on a date after all this is over? We will get some waffles or crepes and we will spent some quality time together." He smiled weakly though unable to look at Jimin. "But now we need to do this, baby. Some things are more important than our personal desires."

"Okay... I'm sorry." Jimin smiled as well and reached for Yoongi's free hand. They intertwined their fingers. Yoongi brought their hands close to his lips, eyes still on the road, and laid a sweet kiss on the back of Jimin's palm.

"You aren't a bother," Yoongi said and with the corner of his eye he could see Jimin relax and smile sadly.

-

Arriving at the place Doyoon was supposed to be was nothing like Jimin had expected. Yoongi had warned him of mist and clouds, of dark and soundless space, of creepy and dangerous atmosphere. Yet what Jimin was met with was nothing like that. The shining sun from a while ago was still shining. The birds were still squeaking around in their low flight. Fog and rain were nowhere to be seen. There was a children playground on the other side of the bridge where small kids were playing together. It smelled of autumn leaves and damp dirt. The usual early autumn day.

"Jimin, be careful where you step," Yoongi warned, his eyes squinting as if he saw none of what Jimin did. "I'll ask Kihyun to connect you to the others. They should be close by."

Jimin hummed in response as he closed the bridge, following a feeling he could not quite explain. Yoongi gasped and grabbed his hand.

Where do you think you are going? This is dangerous, Yoongi's voice echoed in Jimin's head.

No, it isn't. Jimin giggled and gently removed Yoongi's hand. Are the others close by?

We are here. Jimin recognized Chan's voice. Soon he could see him together with around a dozen other people among which were Zuho, Mingi, Minhyuk and the two newcomers to the training sessions with Hoseok – Hyunjin and Yeji. They were standing around five meters away close to a tree that had already lost all its leaves. On two of the thickest branches of the tree were sitting two people, one of whom Jimin immediately recognized as Kihyun; the other was the pink haired guy that had introduced himself to Jimin some time ago in Yoongi's studio, Yeosang if he remembered correctly.