UWU ✓ Yoonmin

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Jimin reached a shaky hand over to his phone and began dialing a number. Yun left just a few minutes ago. But, Jimin couldn't seem to move. His chest and face stung and his arms felt weak. He was tired. Regretful. Done. He was just so done with this life he had been given. Why did things have to be this way?

Jimin continued to ask himself that as the line rung and rung.

"Jimin?" The line answered. It was Jungkook. The first person that jumped to Jimin's mind. He was afraid of telling Jungkook about what has been going on. As far as the younger knows, Jimin still lives with Yun and things are good.

When Jimin didn't answer, but snifed a few times, Jungkook asked again, "Jimin? Is everything okay?"

"I-I know it's a lot to ask, Kookie. B-But can you c-come get me? T-Things happened and I c-can't move. I don't know what's happening." Jimin's breaths became shorter and sharper. His wholw body began to tense up and shake.

"You're panicking, Jim. Take deep breaths, okay? Tell me where you are." Jungkook said, sounding suddenly afraid. Jimin managed to tell Jungkook where he was and that there was a key under the front mat.

Jungkook hung up and rushed to his car. He still had no idea what was going on. Jungkook feared that Jimin had been mugged or something but that all changed the moment he walked into the apartment. He followed the muffled sounds of his best friend crying and slowly opened the door.

"Oh, Jimin. What happened?" Jungkook knelt down in front of him, lifting his face up.

"I-I'll explain later. I j-just wanna go h-home." Jimin stuttered and his head jerked to the right. He shut his eyes tightly and felt a hand tug on his arm.

"Can you stand?" Jungkook asked softly.

Jimin nodded and slowly was pulled to his feet. Jungkook took the shirt from Jimin's hands and pulled it over his naked chest. It was a long shirt, covering almost all the way to his mid-thigh.

"Where, Jimin-ah?" Jungkook wondered. He thought that Jimin lived here.

"H-Home." Jimin found it weird that he was calling his apartment with Yoongi "home." But, that's just where he wanted to be. His apartment was warm and comfy. He felt safe there. Technically, it was his apartment too, since he halves on the bills, but he still seems to consider it Yoongi's.

"Y-Yoongi's." Jimin said. Jungkook didn't question it and began to lead the crying boy out of the trashed apartment.

Jungkook began the short drive to Yoongi's apartment, still not knowing at all what was happening.

Before knocking on the door, Jungkook pulled Jimin into a tight hug.

"I don't know what happened but I'm so sorry. Please, talk to me if you need to. I'm here for you, Jim. No matter what."

Jimin just nodded. How was he going to explain this? Jungkook is still closeted to their family. He isn't going through what Jimin has to. He doesn't know how Jungkook will react. Jungkook doesn't even know that Jimin is gay.

After a few moments, Jungkook knocked on the door. It was pulled open almost instantly by Yoongi. He was shocked by the sight.

"What happened? I was beginning to get worried when I couldn't reach you." He asked, his face masked in worry. Jimin looked down at his feet, fiddling with his fingers.

"I don't know. He called me a bit ago, crying and telling me to come get him from his apartment with Yun. And told me to take him here." Jungkook explained.

"He lives here- Oh... Oh Jimin. No..." Yoongi sighed and reached out, "Don't tell me..."

Jimin nodded and was pulled gently against Yoongi. He wrapped his arms tightly around the older's torso.

Safe. He's safe now.

"What do you mean he lives here?" Jungkook asked.

"Yeah, he moved in a few weeks ago. He didn't- Oh, you don't know...?" Yoongi's voice faltered in realization. Jungkook doesn't know anything. That really makes a lot of sense to Yoongi.

Yoongi rubbed Jimin's back softly.

"No, and I'm beginning to think there's something being kept from me." Jungkook frowned.

"Um, thank you for bringing him here, Kook. We'll explain... Later. But, don't worry. I've got this. I'll text you later, okay?"

Jungkook sighed, "Okay, I'm sorry, I'm just worried. Text me when he's calmed down, just so I know he's alright."

Yoongi nodded, brushing his hand through Jimin's hair, "I will, don't worry, Kook."

They said their goodbyes and Jungkook left. Yoongi took Jimin over to the couch and sat him down.

"Jimin. Why'd you go back?" Yoongi asked softly. He didn't want to make himself sound mad- which he frankly was. But just a little.

"I'm s-scared, Yoongi. I d-don't want to loose my family." Jimin sobbed.

"Hey, shh, shh. Don't cry anymore. It's okay, I promise." Yoongi said, trying his best to comfort Jimin.

"I can't loose the last people that remotely love me."

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