Lie to the Touch | Y.M

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Yawning, Yoongi unlocked his front door, creaking it open. With droopy eyes he mindlessly slipped into his slippers, stepping out into the empty hallway. Pocketing his hands in his grey sweats, he started to leisurely walk towards the elevators. He usually likes to go out when he knows not many would be out.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, like usual. The male was mid-yawn, when it was cut short as his eyes met a sight, he wasn't expecting. He quickly removed his eyes from the view, looking anywhere but there. Brushing it off as of no importance he quickened his pace.

He was only out to get his mail and nothing else. Determined, he took a sharp right at the elevators heading for the stairs. At least this way he can take his time to think, and not run into anyone.

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Drained, Jimin made his way to the deserted bus stop, grabbing himself a seat. He felt off today, his body seemed more out of his control. It's like he was dragging himself everywhere. Not to mention the pounding headache. His eyes on the other hand were getting heavy in a sense.

He apparently was sent home, since he was looking "sick". He scoffed at the memory, he wasn't even sick. He was fine, who the hell cares anyways. He just needed the money. Jimin did not go down so easily without a fight. He ended up arguing with his manager on staying. However the manager finished off by giving him paid leave, knowing how much the boy deserved it.

The sound of a vehicle approaching got the attention of the tried boy, as he stood up. Stepping towards the open doors of the bus.

Finally he was relieved when he arrived at his apartment complex. However, his body seemed to have gotten weaker the more he heaved it along. His splitting headache had gotten worse to the point his vision was getting blurry as dots danced along the edges. A small sweat broke out when he got off the elevator to his floor.

Feeling dizzy, he trailed along his body that was beginning to feel like lead. His breathing was getting a little out of hand, not matching his normal pace. As a weird ringing sound started in his ears. He was only three feet away from his door by then. With some difficulty he pulled out his keys, shoving it into its place.

Before he could even turn the door handle, his legs gave out under him. Making him kneel in front of his door with his hand loosely holding the handle, he tried to shake off the darkness that was slowly encasing him. But to no avail it kept returning.

Without warning Jimin's head hit the door, resting against it, as his arm went unresponsive next to him. As for the darkness, had taken a hold of his whole body against his will.    

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Yoongi took his time climbing the staircase, to his floor with his mail in his hand. He huffed out a breath, when reaching the top. Opening up the heavy door he stepped out onto his floor.

He took a right, then a left to his hallway. He did a once over of the hall, noticing a lump leaning against some door. Swallowing his saliva, Yoongi took the initiative of taking his first step, then another, and another. Before he knew it, he was making his way pass the person, straight to his apartment.

Quickly pulling out his keys, he shoved it into the hole. Right as the lock clicked open, Yoongi made a glance to his left to see the person in the same position. Averting his gaze, he roughly opened his door stepping inside and shutting the door.

He stood there looking everywhere but nowhere at the same time. His emotions ran wild, making his mind scramble up any thoughts entering his mind. He took a deep breath, calming his nerves the best he could.

Without any, actual control over his body he ended up sliding against the door, to his bottom. He then leaned his head back in exhaustion, closing his eyes with a sigh.

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