Runaways | Yoonmin

chap. 8

"12:00am," the clock read.

His head was spinning, a red plastic cup in his hand. He doesn't know how it got to him, but he feels like he's walking on an unbalanced floor as he continues to stumble and bump into others.

"Jimin! Come here!" Hoseok called for the younger to come over. He stumbled his way to the older, "Yes???" He said in a groggy voice.

"Yoongi," Hoseok grabbed Jimin's hand and lead him to the older, "Here you go. Have fun."

Although he was drunk, he felt embarassed. His cheeks became tinted with a mix of pink and red. The older was visibly intoxicated as well.

They held hands for a moment. Though, both were very intoxicated. In the corner of the younger's eye, he saw his friend with someone else, "Taehyung!!" He yelled out.

Taehyung looked over and smiled at the sight of the two boys.

"Wait... Taehyung!!" He screamed.

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His screams were enough to wake the other up. In fact, they were enough to freak out everybody on the bus.

"Jimin!!" Yoongi yelled.

The younger looked at him and grabbed his chest in pain, "Why?" He cried into his hands. He cursed at himself mentally.

That dream, it was a glimpse into that night. Though, it's all broken pieces.

"What happened?" Yoongi asked with a concerned look taking the younger's hand and intertwining it with his.

"He was with someone that night..." Jimin had stopped crying. Instead, he had a blank stare as he realized that whoever he had been speaking to that night, seemed familiar to him.

Yoongi squeezed Jimin's hand. He was trying so hard to remember that night. Everything was a blur, "Do you possibly remember who it was?" He had began assuming that perhaps the younger wasn't telling him things.

Jimin looked at him with a serious face, "I just dreamt about that night. I don't remember much, but I remember holding your hand and seeing him talking to someone from the corner of my eye." He tried hard to remember.

The older nodded, "Can't you remember more?" He began to become unreasonably annoyed, "Fuck Jimin. Please remember more."

The younger tried and pushed himself to remember. Yet, he couldn't. "I'm sorry I can't remember, I'm trying hard."

Yoongi let go of his hand, "Try harder." He began to raise his voice.

The younger was intimidated. He wanted to get away from the older. He tried to understand his frustrations, but he wasn't trying to intentionally keep anything from him.

"Calm down, getting angry at me won't help anything," He looked at the older and grabbed his hand, "I know you want to figure this out too, I want nothing more than that too. We only have each other right now."

Yoongi didn't dare meet the younger's eyes. He knew if he did, he would cry. Looking into Jimin's eyes, at times, reminded him of Taehyung's eyes. The same innocence and tenderness they held.

He just hummed to signal that he understood. Jimin refused to let go of his hand till he needed to. They sat in silence for the rest of the bus ride. Till finally, they arrived to their destination.

Jimin took a deep breath, "Come on. I know someone who will help us."

They began to walk again. It felt good to walk after a eight hour bus ride. They felt thankful to still be alive, although they knew if they weren't careful. They could be captured and taken to jail quickly.

The boys made conversation till they arrived to their destination.

"You know, I always liked your friendship with my brother. You two were amazing. I always wished for that." Yoongi admitted with a small smile creeping up on his face.

"I was always happy, Taehyung had a brother like you. He always talked about you, you meant so much to him after everything he had went through." Jimin choked up a bit, remembering the conversations they would have about family. He would not be able to relate as he had no one to rely on, but he was always happy his best friend had someone.

The two boys continued talking about memories of Taehyung for the hour walk to their destination. They had finally arrived to a house, it was a relatively small house but it was very modest.

The outside was covered in rose bushes and the house was painted a vibrant yellow. A white gate surrounded the property. Jimin opened the gate with a code and let himself in. Yoongi proceeded cautiously behind him.

"So whose house is this?" He should've asked this before he went through that gate, but it seemed to late for that as they made it to the front door.

"You'll see." Jimin knocked on the door in a pattern.

As soon as he did that, the door opened and revealed a very handsome man.

"Jimin!!" He yelled loudly and hugged the boy tightly, "You dumbass, you never call anymore. What are you doing here?" He slapped the younger's head hard.

Jimin hissed in pain, "Ouch, hello to you too." He said sarcastically, "Jin, this is Yoongi. Yoongi, this is Jin."

The two shook hands and nodded.

"He is my brother." He rolled his eyes as he said that word, because he never considered him that especially with what had happened.

Jin smiled, "Come inside. We'll get you guys cleaned up."

Jimin became confused, "We?" He entered the house to be greeted by the last person he thought he would see in his brother's house.

"Hi Jimin!"

"Joonie?!"

Yoongi laughed.

Jin kissed Namjoon, "Surprise!" He smiled.