Vmin Oneshots

2 ʇɹɐd oƃ ᴉ ǝɹoɟǝq

*trigger warning: mention of suicidal thoughts/attempt*

jimin woke to a beam of bright golden light on his eyes from a gap in the curtains covering a window.

he groaned and rubbed his eyes while shifting in the bed......

bed?

he didn't remember getting into bed last night......
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ahh......... then it hit him.

this wasn't his room.

he slapped his hands down either side of him on the covers shooting up, eyes darting around confused and disorientated. where the hell was he?

after a couple of long seconds he was then hit with an other realisation. he remembered what had happened last night.

he exhaled long and extendedly, flopping back down on to the soft pillow, letting his forearm falling over his eyes gulping.

he remembered the roof, the cold, the pain, the grip, the pull, the thud, the face, the voice, the warmth, the comfort.

the fact he was about to commit suicide, only to be saved by a stranger.

jimin figured, he hoped, that this was said strangers bed.

he didn't really know how to feel at this moment. should he be scared, upset, relieved?

he wasn't dead.

he didn't get to jump.

yet now, he was... glad that he didn't. but why?

jimin was broken from his thoughts by the sound of the rooms door creaking open. he whipped his head towards the door to see a figure stepping in holding a tray, the smell of breakfast food wafting in.

"oh good you're awake. I um made you some food since I thought you might be hungry after... um... last night's.. ordeal." the boy said.

jimin recognised his face as the one who had saved him, but he didn't even know who this boy was.

"who are you? where am I? " jimin blurted out more harshly and plainly then he meant too, pulling the covers up to cover his body even though he was clothed. at least he was still in his clothes, the boy hadn't taken advantage of him while he was passed out.

"oh how rude of me, my name is taehyung, I brought you back here, to my apartment, after you passed out last night on the roof. I hope that was okay, I didn't want to leave you out in the cold."

the boys eyes where soft and big, he was handsome and looked kind. not threatening at all.

jimin looked at him for a moment before dropping his head to look at his lap. he was embarrassed that taehyung had had to look after him so suddenly with out even knowing who jimin was.

" do you mind if I ask your name?" taehyung asked setting the tray of food on the bedside table, but staying stood as he didn't want to take a seat on the bed beside jimin without knowing if it would make him uncomfortable.

"it's jimin. my name is jimin."

jimin said, but it was more of a shy whisper. still looking down at his lap.

"nice to meet you jimin. may I take a seat?" taehyung gesturing to the space next to jimin.

jimin looked up at him for a moment, then nodded.

taehyung did so, he also lifted the tray from the table, "um here I hope you like bacon and eggs", he said and then placed it gently on jimins lap.

on the tray was a plate with a neatly made bacon sandwich upon it and a pile of buttery scrambled eggs, sat next to it was a small glass of what looked like orange juice.

jimin looked back up at taehyung.

"thank you." he said. his eyes getting a little watery. he was suddenly so greatful for taehyung and his care.

it was almost like his life time need for support and care from someone, anyone, had finally come. just in time.
like fate had suddenly turned to his side for the first time.

he felt like crying. he did cry. tears once again slipped from his eyes on to his cheek, but he wasn't sad, it wasn't the sad type of tears, it was a the relief filled and greatful kind.

"thank you, thank-" he stutter out again, not finishing his sentence before he had to sniff and let out a sobb.

taehyung say how the jimin was about to break down again, he saw how his body began to shake. he moved the tray back to the table and hesitantly took a hold of jimins trembling hands not wanting startle him.

"sshhh its okay, don't cry. you're safe, it's okay, you're okay." he hushed gently.

jimin continued to cry, letting out his emotions for a few minutes till he gained back his composure.
he sniffled and removed his hands from taehyungs to wipe his eyes and cheeks free of tears.

"thank you taehyung, really, for everything. I'm sorry you had to deal with me." jimin said apologeticly, voice a little unsteady.

taehyung sighed, "I didn't have to deal with you. I wanted to help you. at first I thought you'd be mad at me by the way you reacted on the roof."

jimin shook his head. "no. at first I-... I may have been, you interrupted me doing something I'd been craving for years. b-but I'm thankful now. I'm sorry for how I reacted."

taehyung smiled lightly. "it's okay. I'm glad you're feeling at least a little bit better. speaking of, I won't pressure you to talk about what happened, it's not my business. I know you don't really know me, but please don't do what your where about to again. life may not be its best right now, or ever has been, but there is always room for hope, there is always a possibility of hope even if you don't have any. don't give up when something special might well be round the corner."

jimin melted from the kind understanding words from the taller. he'd never felt so cared for in his life.

he too cracked a small smile, "thank you again. and I'm not quite ready to talk about it so thank you for understanding."

"no problem. here your food is probably cold, I'll go microwave it. the bread might go abit floppy but is that okay?"Taehyung proposed, changing the topic since jimin obviously didn't want to talk about it further, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

"yes that's fine." jimin replied, watching as taehyung stood with the tray and walked towards the door. "taehyung?"

"yes?"

"can we be friends?" jimin blurted out randomly.

Taehyung smiled again, but this time it was showing off his teath as his lips formed a box like shape.
"of course, you're stuck with me and my care now jiminie." he winked and went off to the kitchen.

jimin giggled a bit, he was happy that he'd finally made a friend and found some who simply cared, even if it was during such sad circumstances.

he finally felt like it could be okay.

he was going to be okay.

his hope was now not only a single fraying thread, it was an entire blanked smothering him in warmth.

a blanket he soon named taetae, after the one who saved him.

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A/n this was awful I'm sorry, but I hope you enjoyed anyway:(

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also the mama performances........ wow.
the black Swan part blew me away. I cried, literally.
every time I think they're at the top of thier game, they come along with some new, exciting, and outstanding.

I love them so much.
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