Ciel [Yoonmin]

54.

Yoongi watched Jimin from behind as he stretched out his arms to catch raindrops. He looked so small and innocent. So childlike.

There hadn't been much talking since the day he deposited money for his mother. There was barely any talking to begin with, but somehow it was worse now.

Yoongi didn't want to force a conversation and if he did Jimin's responses were always short. So there was minimal to no talking.

Jimin started stepping on the water puddles and splashed the water over his yellow boots. The rain had started to slow down a bit.

From the corner of his eye he caught Yoongi staring at his shoes. He stared back bitterly because it was his idea to get him the boots in the first place.

"Don't flatter yourself. I only wore them because I have no other rain boots."

Yoongi's eyes slowly traveled up his body until they got to his face. Jimin's neck hairs stood up straight and the shivers down his spine felt cold.

"Yellow always looks good on you."

Jimin looked flustered. He stared at the drizzle falling on the grass. His water coat hood was starting to drip making a noise.

He pulled it back annoyed. He didn't know why he felt so agitated.  It was probably the fact that his body still responded to Yoongi in such a submissive and ludicrous way. Like it was waiting for him to speak or see him.

"I'm going inside. It's a sucky day."

"Well you know, sometimes rainy days are the prettiest."

He stood quiet for a minute and looked back at the gloomy dark sky. It felt like it could swallow him whole.

"The rain has always been my favorite." He admitted without making eye contact. It was hard to speak to anyone but Yoongi.

Ever since he left Jimin hadn't talked to anyone about anything. At times he forgot that he was mad at him.
"Sometimes I feel too broke and numb to cry. The sky does it for me."

After he finished talking, Jimin looked back at him for a few seconds. Then he remembered the resentment he felt towards him. Yoongi looked like he was about to say something, but before he could Jimin walked away.

•••

Jimin turned around in bed for the twentieth time. Taehyung seemed to be deep asleep beside him, releasing a few soft snores.

The rain outside was so hard that he was able to hear it. The whole day had been raining. He felt hot and flustered in bed and after turning one last time he got up.

He made his way to the bathroom and turned on the light. It was blinding at first, but as soon as his eyes readjusted he could see his reflection.

Eyes were red, forehead sweaty and hair a mess. He grabbed his toothbrush and started brushing his teeth to get the nasty alcohol taste from his mouth.

Taehyung and he had a few drinks and it upset not only his stomach, but his mouth taste too. When he was rinsing his mouth he accidentally dropped the brush making a loud thump on the sink.

He stood quiet for a few seconds, once he slightly opened the door he waited for Taehyung to move. He didn't. In fact, his sleep did not seem disturbed at all.

When he got back to the bed he debated whether he should lay back down or not. The dizziness was still present from the drinks he had.

The room felt hot and humid. He couldn't get comfortable here. So, he tiptoed for the door in hopes that he could at least go out to the hallway to catch his breath.