Fallen angels pjm/myg

10

every book has that one point. that one point when everything just spirals out of control

you didn't really believe that I was going to make this all happy did you?

the now four boys were sitting around the tv watching 'paper towns' on Netflix

jimin was snuggled up to yoongi and jihoon was laying on namjoons thigh in a cousin-y way. jimin felt his phone buzzing in his pocket and namjoon paused the tv

"what?" jimin shrieked

"no" jimin said remaining adamant. tears started to fall down his face and yoongi immediately shot up

"no, you're lying" jimin said through breathy tears "you're a fucking liar"

jimin took a few deep breaths and wiped his nose

"you are the last person I wanted to hear from and especially not because of this" the waterworks had begun again "how would you even fucking know when you're probably not even in the country"

"don't tell me to calm down" jimin sniffled "I saw the documents on dads desk, you're lying so you can keep me"

namjoon and jihoon stared confused at yoongi who just shrugged

"why make up something like that though" jimin almost whispered

yoongi stared to rub the younger boys shoulders in an attempt to calm him down

"jimin, please just come home for the funeral" is all yoongi managed to make out from the other line

jimin got up and started to circle around the room

"joon, call me later yeah. we have to go. home. now. I promise we'll come back during the school holidays and not just for the weekend" yoongi said slowly steering jimin towards the door  "jihoon, add my snap yeah"

***

they were a few minutes into their drive home and jimin had finally decided that he was ready to talk

"it was my mother" jimin spoke quietly "she called to tell me that my friend killed himself"

"I'm so sorry" yoongi said quickly glancing at the younger

"she could have got jin to tell me, he would have argued with her and then done the honours of telling me" jimin sighed

"was he really close?" yoongi asked

"like a brother" jimin smiled "his family were thinking about adopting me"

"what why?" yoongi said confused "you have such a big house and-"

"so much money... none of which will ever be mine and so rich parents... none of which will ever want to be mine" jimin stated "she probably told me about the suicide to drive me crazy again, give social services a reason to let me stay"

"social services?" yoongi said concentrating on the road ahead

"if I lose my shit again they can just say that my mentality isn't stable at the moment and that I cant be taken away" jimin explained "they want to keep me so that the business doesn't have a bad rep"

"oh" was all yoongi managed to say

"i sounded like the last time though didn't i?" jimin sighed in defeat

"you mean that time outside the school gates" yoongi asked

"you saw that? i meant in middle school but yeah the time outside the gates" jimin responded

"when you called your dad a fucking liar because he said that he would pick you up from school on the last day on term to spend time with you but then he sent you to summerschool" yoongi spoke

"yeah that" jimin said breathing out slowly "hes not my dad anyway"

"its a paper town jimin" yoongi sighed gaining a confused look from jimin

"paper people ride their paper buses through the paper towns, you are on the paper bus marked park jimin. you are the only person on that bus that's not made of paper, the bus itself is paper because it is merely a metaphor. paper people get on and off the bus and from what i hear you just reached another bus stop. and not one that you wanted to make"

"who got on at this stop?" jimin asked

"another person, not made of paper who bought a ticket that goes to the end of the line"

a/n: my face really fucking hurts and i have had the urge to Kermit to many times today