Diagnosis // Yoonmin ff

Chapter Thiry-Nine

The sun has already risen up with birds happily chipping. It's around six in the morning when Jimin returned home.

This was nothing unusual for him. With this day, it's been exactly a week since Jimin started secretly exercising with Jackson. Every night he would sneak out of the bed only to return at dawn or just after the sun rises.

It mostly depended on how hard his training that night was. The poor boy found himself sometimes too tired to move and return home. Today was one of these days.

His eyes moved slowly at Yoongi's sleeping face seeing that the older was indeed peacefully sleeping. His nightmares became lesser which was a great news to Jimin.

The younger boy changed his clothed lazily before laying himself om the bed, beside Yoongi. It didn't even take him two minutes and he was already in dreamland.

"Jimin..." a soft melodic voice called out to him as the smaller boy turned on the other side of the bed trying to sleep.

"Baby, please wake up..." Yoongi called out his boyfriend, hoping that he would wake up.

Slowly turning back to his original position, Jimin opened his eyes only to have them covered with his hand at the sudden amount of brightness.

"Wakey, wakey sleeping beauty. You won't be sleeping the whole day, won't you?" Yoongi teased as he pecked his boyfriends lips.

Jimin smiled wholeheartedly before reaching for his phone. The clock showed 11 am meaning the raven haired boy slept only for 5 hours.

"You slept quite long." Yoongi said as he sat on the bed.

"Not really." Jimin thought, his body feeling so tired as if a truck had hit him.

"Jin prepared breakfast long ago, but I didn't want to wake you up. There are still some leftovers for you to eat tho."

Jimin nodded his head before getting up and taking a quick shower. After he was done, he joined Yoongi and the rest downstairs.

"Jimin, you missed the breakfast and I don't plan on making it again." Jin joked with the younger while sitting on the couch both arms and legs crossed.

"That's alright, hyung. I'll just go and buy myself something." Jimin said while yawning a little.

"Chim, I was just joki-..."

"I know, hyung. I just wanna take a walk for a while and will buy something to eat in the meantime."

Jin nodded his head, understanding that the younger boy wanted some time alone. Jimin kissed Yoongi's cheek and left the apartment to stroll around the town.

Although the sun was out and shining brightly, his rays weren't as warm as they seemed from the inside. Jimin walked down the street, head preoccupied with millions of different things.

He was both physically and mentally tired. Training with Jackson takes away most of his sleeping time. The raven boy didn't know that he need to exercise both his body and mind to be able to fight someone.

He sure knew that he needed lots of strength to confront someone physically. But that handling the gun would require him to have a calm mind, precise eyes, straight and strong posture, and most importantly to be aware and ready to accept the fact he may kill someone any moment. That's what have driven Jimin to the edge.

Being lost in thoughts, Jimin didn't even notice when he arrived in front of a bakery. His eyes traveled over different kinds of bread, croissants, pies but the boy didn't have an appetite. He remained staring at the display a few minutes more before moving to walk down the street again.

His phone vibrated suddenly from the pocket of his jeans, moving the boys attention to the electronic device. Jimin took it out and stared at the screen that showed he received a new message.

"Huh? Shownu?"

Jimin stared at the displayed name confusingly before opening the message to read it's content.

"Be prepared." Jimin read out loud and found himself being more confused.

"Prepared for what?" He asked himself as he typed in the message to reply to Shownu.

He waiting for long 15 minutes for a reply from the tall, masculine boy; standing in the middle of the street as anthill of people passed by him.

The boy looked around himself, anxiety taking over him. He was searching for any sign of the boy messaging him in the crowd or someone else from his group.

His phone vibrated again, taking his attention back to it. Another message came and Jimin hurriedly pressed his finger on the screen to open it.

"Just be patient. You'll see for yourself."

"See what?" Jimin replied back, still not understanding what the boy was trying to tell him.

Jimin started walking again with his hands in pockets, hat over head and mask over face. He waiting for a reply from Shownu but it never came. Now he had to mask himself with the crowd not knowing what to expect to come.

What did Yoongi's mother want this time?

Couldn't she just leave them alone?

How much longer do they need to hide from her?

Like Yoongi's condition wasn't already enough for me to deal with, and now I have to always be alarmed of her presence.

Tons of questions and different though occupied his mind once again, slowly giving the boy a headache.

His steps became heavier as he swung though the crowd as a drunk man. It was already past one in the noon. Jimin thought he should go back if he doesnt want others to start worrying about him.

But before he could turn and take a step forward, everything went blank.