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Tuesday morning, Jimin sees Taehyung again.

He didn't go to the grocery store on monday in case Taehyung would still go there at that same time.
Fate seems to be on their bad side though, bringing them together in spite of their inner wishes.

It all happens very fast, but in Jimin's mind it fels like an eternity.

Taehyung's distant eyes bores into his own.
There is a longing hidden somewhere between the hurt and the coldness in his gaze.

The taller's eyes cast away and his eyebrows furrow before walking past Jimin.
Just like that. Just like it was easy.

Jimin stands frozen to the ground, hearing Taehyung's steps fade behind him.

His breathing slowly picks up and he feels the familiar chills run through his body, making his hands tremble.

The half full basket slips from his grip and falls to the ground.
Jimin dosen't notice though, as he is rushing out of the store, and into the chilly autumn air.

He tries to take a deep breath, but his heart won't let him, racing like he just ran a marathon.

"Shit."
Jimin whimpers under his shaky breath as he sees a few people eyeing him.

He puts his hood up and walks as fast as his trembling legs allows in the direction of his apartment.

His mind keep replaying Taehyung's stare and soon Jimin feels his knees give out.
The encouter took his broken heart by surprise, and now he can't breathe.

He manages to find an alley and sinks down to the cold hard ground.
His body curls up on itself and soon he is a shaking, sobbing mess. His lungs are burning from exhaling more than he is in haling and he tries to chip for air to no avail.

He is quite used to panic attacks, but he is normally in the comfort of a safe space.

Just when he thought this day couldn't get any worse, he hears voices nearing, proving him wrong.

"What do we have here?"

Jimin squeezes his eyes shut, keeping his knees close to his chest as he presses himself closer to the brick wall.

"It really is our lucky day, boys."

Jimin feels the panic still taking over his senses, and doesn't find any strength to fight back as two pairs on hands lift him up and presses him against the wall.

He opens his teary eyes to see two men in his face and another silhouette behind them.

"So pretty while crying... makes me want to see more."

Jimin cries out as he feels an impact on his abdomen.
He shuts his eyes again, just wanting this to be over with.

His panic attack only increases as he is held up against the wall by one while the other two take turns in abusing him, and soon the toxic thoughts are entering Jimin's brain.
The uncontrollable thoughts that made him start hurting himself three years ago.

You deserve this.

A blow to his cheek.

You're impure, a failure.

A knee to his stomach.

You're so, so weak.

Dropping him to the ground.

You couldn't even get a decent job, 
Jiae is better off with someone else.

His head hitting the asphalt.

You don't deserve love.

Then, he floats into the darkness of unconsciousness.

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