lonely || yoonmin

20

people use the term "happy" so loosely. but what was true happiness? was it an emotion? a state of being? or was that just joyousness? there must be an encyclopedia of theories just for happiness. how to be happy, what really is happiness and the like.

but jimin wasn't into that. he didn't feel like wasting time worrying about how to be happy because he was a doer. he didn't want to wait to be happy, rather... he wanted to just be happy. simple as that. except, it wasn't simple. especially when he couldn't hear yoongi anymore.

he received an email telling him that he didn't need to go to work. something about a "paid leave." jimin didn't get it. what happened? did he make his boss upset? he had no idea what to do or what to think, and he hated that.

jimin ended up calling taehyung, asking him to come over. of course, his guardian angel said yes without another thought, but he brought a guest with him.

"tae...? who are- jungkook?! you know each other?"

"hey, dude, i might be your guardian angel but i have friends, too. we play overwatch together," taehyung rolled his eyes.

jungkook nodded, smiling. "and i asked if i could come. i haven't seen you in a while and i want to stay friends."

jimin smiled, chuckling lightly. "you guys are too good to me."

they all ended up watching tv together, talking. they talked about life and their jobs, what it's like to be where they're at and jimin learned a lot about angels and demons. he also learned a bit of their celestial lingo.

"a while ago, i got really mad at namjoon and jin. i started to disrespect them and... they got mad at me. they told me they were glad they put up with them for so long and then they gave me my soul back. it made me so mad, i was in the wrong! so i kinda resold it."

"what? why?" taehyung asked. he couldn't understand jungkook's perspective no matter how hard he tried. jimin, on the other hand, kind of could. and he didn't know how to feel about it.

"well, it's because i love them. they're always so good to me and i love everything they do for me, even if they're demons. they're honestly just so... pure. i can't describe it..."

"they are pure," taehyung smiled. taehyung always seemed to like talking about celestials. it was beautiful to see. jimin couldn't help but smile in return.

"well, i think i get it," jimin said, smile beginning to fade. "and not to make your feelings feel invalid or anything but, uhm, yoongi kind of told me the same thing."

"what?" jungkook's eyes widened.

"he what?" taehyung screeched.

"he said 'thanks for putting up with me!'" jimin panicked. "i don't know what to do! i can't hear him! i don't know where he went!"

"damn it, jimin, you should've told us earlier," taehyung frowned, pulling jimin into a hug.

jimin pushed taehyung back. "no, no, it's okay. it's not like i'm in love with him or anything," he snorted, feeling his heart clench a bit at that. he shook it off. "i just... i wish he wouldn't push me away sometimes? but not that it matters now. i'm probably never going to see him again."

"jimin, you're literally his assistant," jungkook deadpanned. "you'll see him when you go back to work!"

"oh, and," taehyung pursed his lips, "you kinda do seem to be in love with yoongi."

"what? i'm not," jimin scoffed.

taehyung rolled his eyes. "i'm not your guardian angel for nothing."

jimin sighed. maybe he had a slight crush or something for yoongi but he wasn't in love. no, it wasn't even a crush. he just liked yoongi's company and how he made him feel. he liked the way that he never really knew what yoongi was going to do next— the unpredictable feelings. yoongi just made him happy. that's all.

"anyway, you think about your thoughts," taehyung said, standing up from his seat, "while i make us some midnight pancakes."

"midnight pancakes?" jungkook snorted. "what's that supposed to be? i've literally never heard of that one."

"pancakes at midnight! ugh, you guys are so uncultured." taehyung turned around and waved his hand in dismissal.

jimin frowned, leaning back on the couch and crossing his arms. he didn't like the ideas they were putting in his head. ok, maybe he moaned yoongi's name a few times during sex, but why should that matter? he wasn't in love with the demon. how could he even be in love with a demon?

he shook that thought away. demons deserve love too. but, still, he didn't love yoongi, he simply enjoyed his presence and company. that was all.

the smell of something burning suddenly filled jimin's senses. he perked up immediately. "shit, taehyung, are you burning down my fucking apartment?"

taehyung shrieked, and suddenly the room was shrouded in white light. jimin shielded his eyes as it flashed across the apartment, reaching every crevice and corner. but then it started to die down. jimin pulled his hands away from his eyes, and there were some perfect pancakes sitting on the island in the middle of the kitchen.

"taehyung... what the heck..." jungkook deadpanned. "what was that for!"

suddenly, jimin collapsed to the floor. he couldn't see, but he could feel his body tremoring. and he couldn't stop coughing. liquid was pouring from his mouth and he didn't know what it was and he didn't know what he was feeling- he was panicking. and it was getting harder and harder to breathe.

"jimin! oh, my god, jimin, please- stay with me, stay with me, stay with me."