The Mechanism of Life

𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚈

𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨: 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘔𝘦, 𝘚𝘢𝘮 𝘚𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘩

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"Yeah, Taehyung, I'm fine.  I will be fine, don't worry." Jimin assured, scribbling mindlessly on his paper. Doodling what closely resembled a penguins. Suddenly, the paper was removed from infront of him, and he glanced to see Yoongi, reading of the rest of the material. Jimin gave him a sheepish smile after the elder spotted the doodle penguin at the corner of the paper, and looked dowards him. 

Taehyung said something, but Jimin had spaced out. Staring, blankly at particular wire on the other side of the table. He flinched when Taehyung loudly called out his name, and mumbled apologies for his lack of attention. 

"Jimin, this is the fifth time, and you hardly ever space out like this." said Taehyung, "Is everything alright?"

"Ye-Yeah, I'm sorry, I'm just stressed with competition. That's all." Jimin looked up to see Yoongi giving him a concerned, but he dismissively waved his hand in the air to let the other know it was nothing to worry about. 

"Jungkook told me you're going to Daegu this weekened." Jimin mumbled, "You don't usually go during the summer breaks."

"Yeah, I know, I just thought it would be nice." Taehyung replied hesistantly. 

Jimin frowned a little, picking up on the wariness in his friend's voice, "Did you have fight with Kook?"

"No..." Taehyung answered. But his soft voice and the quiet sniffling gave him away.

"What happened?"

"No-Nothing..."

Jimin sighed knowing Taehyung won't tell the truth no matter how much he tried to persuade him. And decided it was better to let the two be for now, and to help them only if the they don't start talking to each other after Taehyung returns. The last time Taehyung and Jungkook fought, they didn't talk to each other for a whole week, and when Jimin tried to patch them up, things only got worse between them. 

"Just, talk it out," Jimin mumbled, not really sure how to help them while being in a different country, "Okay?"

"Yeah, I'll call you later, Chim. Bye."

"Bye."

Jimin pressed his temples with his fingers, rubbing circles as he put away his phone. He let out an tired sigh, running his hair through his finger. His fingers tapping unrhythmically on the table top. 

"You good?" He heard Yoongi ask. 

Jimin glanced up and gave him a tired smile, "Yeah."

Yoongi narrowed his eyes at him, before putting down the spare parts in his hand. Jimin gave him a confused look when the elder started to pack up his work. Then, he walked  across the and sat down next to Jimin.

"What are you doing?" He asked, looking at the elder suspiciously.

"We can't work while you're being sad." Yoongi replied, without looking at Jimin. Collecting all the papers together, reading the headings, before putting them together accordingly. Jimin frowned a little, and tried to take the papers back, but Yoongi put them out of this reach. 

"No, you're working over them obsessively for the for the last three days, and I know something is wrong." Yoongi stated, glaring half heartedly at Jimin, "I've asked the same question a lot of times before, and each time you said you're fine. But I think you forgot the part where I'm not an idiot, and you're terrible at lying."

Jimin sighed and slumped down against the table, "Just so you know, I'm not always like this."

"Hmm, I know, I've dealt with you for three years." Yoongi mumbled, and resumed packing everything up and putting them in place.