"get out jimin. I d-don't want you here. P-please leave."
Yoongis voice was steady, steadier then it had been in months, and that scared Jimin.
"No, I'm no leave in until you tell me what's going on."
He sat on the floor next to Yoongi, noticing but not mentioning how Yoongi scooted away, putting his back against his dresser and pulling his legs towards his chest.
Well, Yoongi was holding his blade in his hand and slipped it out, sliding the blade under the dresser and kept the rubber case in his hand.
"There's nothing to talk abou-about Jimin, everything's fine."
He said as he gripped the case in his pale, shaking hand.
"Then what was it that fell next to me in the van then?"
Jimins eyes peered at Yoongis, who was looking at his own knees.
"N-nothing, nothing fell."
And then Jimin got tired of Yoongis dull answers.
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FanfictionYoongi is in a group called bts. He seems happy, he has everything he could ever want, and the members are as close as family, loving and caring for him. Aren't they? warnings Self-harm abuse Depression Suicidal thoughts Anorexia
