❅SPRING DAY❅ (Discontinued)

❅Chapter 8❅

-Yoongi-
Until the day when the flowers blossom

We spoke about Taehyung. I didn't want to, but when listening to Jimin ramble on and on about him, I started to find ways to ignore him and seem as if I was actually listening.

"Here, this is your one.." Jungkook said as held out an envelope. Seeing one with Jimins name as well, I asked: "Jimin one too?"

"Will you see him?"

"I'm visiting him now..."

Jungkook seemed to have a change of moods. Not that he was in a good one. Since I'm here, I doubt he'd be in a good mood while I was present. I knew I was the reason he stopped communicating with us

I wasn't proud of it, but I made sure that the rest knew who was to blame.

"Then..." He held out Jimins letter and stood up as the chime sounded informing passengers that the train was coming to a stop.

Once it did and the doors opened, before we could exit, he glared at me saying: "when I see Taehyung... I'll tell him you said hi..." He turned and walked off

When he sees Taehyung?

I shook my head "the kids probably dead. I hope Jungkook doesn't plan on killing himself." I scoffed

W

e walked into separate directions, he was probably on his way home while I made my way to Jimins house as asked

When I walked into his neighborhood, I couldn't help but feel warm even if it was snowing. I pull my jackets collar away from covering my mouth and let out a slow sigh; the steam from my mouth flowing with the cold air,

His house was smack in the middle, the only house that was a bright color, the only house that didn't clear their path of fallen snow, and the only house that always had someone outside.

I smiled seeing my younger friend digging into the snow.

"Still looking?" I asked as I kneeled beside him

He nodded. Sighing, I put my hands in my pockets. I blinked as I felt the letters sliding in between my fingers

Jimin looked at me, his eyes as dead as the last time and saw him.

I miss his bright lively eyes from the early days, from the days Taehyung was still around. Jimin hasn't spoken once ever since the day he left. I didn't want to think it, but I assumed that he became a mute.

Part of me thought I was to blame, but the other part of me made me believe it to be Taehyungs fault.

Jimin took out his phone and typed out a few words before showing me

-I had a dream last night. About Taehyung-

I sighed and shook my head before standing up. Jimin was well aware that I wasn't really fond of the whole Taehyung situation

Before I could walk off, he grabbed my arm and turned me around pushing his phone into my face with a pxssed off expression

-At least pretend to care!-

I sighed

"Jimin if you want me to care, make me" I pulled away from him "I don't get why I come here if you can't evens talk to me unless you type it out on your damn phone. Just text me for gods sake! Save me the trouble of wasting time and money to come here for shxt like this!"

Like always I was being an uncaring prick.

I knew I was one, I don't deny things I am.

Seeing Jimins changed expression hurt me though. I had to get away asap before I make things worse

"Here.." I say holding out the letter sent for him by (according to the maknae) Taehyung. "If you can't get enough of Taehyung read this. Maybe you'll speak again or something."

He looked down on the brink of crying as he held out his bare hand for the piece of paper. I placed it in between his small finger and grumbled, "put more clothes on"

Seeing his sleeveless arms turning a soft shade of blue caused by his veins showing against his unusually paler skin

Jimin only nods, he opened his mouth causing me to stop. He was going to say something, but of course he didn't

Shaking my head, I turn and left his premises

I wasn't going to expect anything from Jimin, so why should I even stay?

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Feeling bad for making YOONGI like this..
Short chapter I know. Its the lack of flashbacks

NB: THE STORY IS GONNA BE INVOLVED WITH SUICIDE DEATH AND SELF HARM AND EMONESS SO IF YOU CANT HANDLE YOU BETTER FIND A WAY TO OK(=^･ω･^=)

PEACE OUT!!!