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it had been a week ever since Jimin's birthday surprise ended in a pretty tight, cozy and long hug.
Chaeyoung rested against the cold table, reminiscing, while a hand waved right in front of her unsuccessfully
"have some delicate respect, at least," the boy rolled his eyes, dreading the thought of ever leaving a restless Taehyung back at home, missing him by tons, "my ass is all the way out here for you, think about it for a moment, Jimin regrets everything, both me and Namjoon were on the verge of punching his nose bridge, guy couldn't even breathe for 2 seconds straight, he was a hiccuping mess alright?"
now, you might be wondering what happened after Chaeyoung's depart from the heartbreaking scene right outside the cyber cafe.., well... it all started with one call from Jimin being ignored, or sent to voicemail, then all of the text messages being left on read, or just completely dismissed, she needed time to think, one week not enough,
and here she was, a walking, sappy mess.
"Yoongi," her vocal chords were on fire, the beverage which was pooled about with the droplets of water it created worthless in all aspects, she didn't sound like these were the best of her days, anxiety and worry evolving within the other party sitting right across from her, "i... i'm sorry" one cough created more pain than the girl could be aware of, swallowing in an attempt to settle down the tingles and constant itching, "he means a lot to me, but he is set on someone else, it's not that hard to digest the idea, my heart just takes its own time"
these words left a huge impact on the silver haired boy, who didn't think things through entirely, "...no, i am sorry, Chae, all of us keep urging you to make a move, but the one at fault here is him, and we're just adding more to this toll on your shoulders by being comprehensive of his feelings, not yours"
both of her eyebrows perked up at the comment, for the first time in the span of three hours, her eyes connecting with the ones upfront, coping with the smile that radiated beyond her pupils, "aha, i have to go" she quickly gathered her belongings, "thanks, i hope he feels better" the flat line her lips created moved a few heart strings on Yoongi's behalf,
it hurt him to see someone he cared about being torn apart by the very thought of a boy, the latter not even trying to fix things, mourning, rotting in his room.
"you too.."
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his crossing came to a halt once the Park household made its design notorious, the only blue house within a radius of one mile, others significantly white, beige, or pastel pink, it didn't variate much, besides the fact that the neighborhood was quite the good looking type.
"open up" he dialed the light brown haired teen while standing a few feet away from the main entrance, only to receive a grunt and some nasal fluid sounds through the line, it falling flat once the other hung up, his decisive footsteps growing bigger as seconds passed by
"Chae-!" his black orbs crystallized the moment a solo Yoongi stiffly stared right back at him, no emotion in his glare whatsoever, intimidating the smaller figure
"i tried," the look of disappointment Jimin wore only stirred the silver head more than intended, "she's not doing well, i saw bones in parts i never thought i would, dark circles under her eyes, her mind is ending with her body all because you can't fucking move out of that shitty bedroom,"
the boy blinked, a scowl apparent on his features, "Y-Yoongi, i also... i also tried!"
"not enough perhaps? my best friend is slowly deteriorating, and you know what's worse? that this is happening right in front of us! man the fuck up, she needs you, otherwise i will kindly ask you to never, and i mean never, Jimin... never, ever again talk to her, look at her, or touch her," his phone went back to the confines of his pants' left pocket, taking three steps back,
"have a nice day"
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