feelings are fatal / y.m

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Yoongi was making his way back home when he heard someone crying. Although it was very faint, he still managed to hear it. If Yoongi were to tell the truth, he hated it when people cried. He always panicked and started malfunctioning when someone would start to cry. Why? He didn't know how to comfort people.

He stopped in his tracks debating on wether he should follow the crying or if he should just go on his way. Finally, he chose to follow the crying. Surprisingly the crying person wasn't so far away. Yoongi spotted a little shaking figure in which he started heading towards.

'Hey. A-Are you okay?' Yoongi asked as he examined the persons body. Suddenly Yoongi noticed something that seemed quite familiar.. the boy's hair. 'J-Jimin? Is that you?' The orange haired boy looked up to see a familiar person too. 'Y-Yoongi?' Jimin asked with a shaky voice.

'W-What are you doing in an a-alley?' Yoongi whisper-shouted. 'Please take me home. W-With you. I-I can't go back to my h-house. Ever a-again. P-Please hyung.' The younger boy managed to get out between sobs and sniffles. Without hesitation, Yoongi picked up the orange haired boy and continued walking to his house.

Jimin tried to make Yoongi put him down but his grip was far too strong. Once the arrived, Yoongi shuffled in his pockets for the keys and then unlocked the door. 'Woah.' The smaller boy said with wide eyes.

'You live here?' Jimin asked, still in Yoongi's arms. 'Yeah.' The older boy sighed as he made his way over to the couch and gently laid Jimin onto it. 'All on your own?' Jimin asked as he examined the overly expensive cause that sat on the coffee table.

'Pretty much. Well.. not exactly. My parents are actors so they're never really home. Right now they're on Jeju island. They'll be staying there for a few months. I'll be honest with you, they weren't really here to watch me grow up or support me in anything. My whole life it was just me and the maids.' Yoongi said as he threw his jacket into one of the mysteriously placed hampers in the living room.

'Welcome home Mr.Min' One of the maids said, startling the both of them a bit. It looked like she came out of nowhere. 'Oh, this is Jess.' He said before she bowed down to the both of them. 'Would you boys like anything to drink or eat?' She asked. 'Yes please.' Yoongi said. 'Oh right, Jess, this is Park Jimin.' Yoongi said resulting in Jess smiling. 'Hello.' Jess waved.

'Is there any allergies you'd like to inform me of Mr.Park?' She asked politely. 'Oh please don't call me Mr.Park.Its just Jimin.' He replied back. Jimin knew he would never get used to the whole Mr.Park thing even if he had to. 'Alright. Jimin it is.' She said, smiling once again before heading off to somewhere in the mansion.

'You know if people at school knew you lived in a mansion, you'd be really popular.' Jimin said as he picked up the fancy water bottle on the table and drank it, wincing slightly as the bottle touched the bruise on his lip.

'I know. Thats why I haven't told anyone. I like going unnoticed, what I don't like is attention.' Yoongi said as he walked over to one of the drawers near the TV to pull out a small medical kit. Sighing, Yoongi sat down on the couch right next to where Jimin was sat and pulled out a cotton ball and poured some alcohol onto it.

Jimin had this cut on his cheek bone which was very rather defined to Yoongi now that he'd taken a closer look. Mentally shaking himself out of the small trance he was put in due to Jimin's exquisite features, he brought the dowsed cotton ball up to the other boys cheek bone and lightly dabbed it onto the cut making Jimin hiss.

Yoongi pulled back slightly and waited until Jimin gave him permission to go back to treating his small wound. 'You can continue.' Jimin mumbled quietly. Bringing the small piece of cotton back up to Jimin's cheekbone, he began cleaning it again.