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Yoonmin- Deep Breath (Part Four)

Jimin turned in his sleep, mouth opening to mumble something along the lines of 'no'.

The crowd screamed as Yoongi fell to the ground, blood gushing from his chest. Other shots could be heard in the distance as police tackled the man who had shot Yoongi. Jimin grabbed Yoongi's hand as staff ran frantically out on the stage. "Hyung no stay with me! Don't leave me!"

"No..." Jimin turned on to his back, eyes closed tightly as his breathing quickened.

"Jiminie..." Yoongi coughed out, struggling to breathe. Jimin heard sirens in the distance. "No, hyungie please, please don't-" "No, Yoongi hyung!" Namjoon sobbed as he tried to wake up Yoongi, who had just closed his eyes. "Yoongi!" Jimin screamed. Someone shoved him away from Yoongi but as Jimin woke up from his nightmare he fell off of his bed and hit the floor.

A loud gasp of pain and shock filled the room as Jimin supported himself on his arms, legs crossed. Jimin stared at the floor, taking in big breaths of air to calm down. His heart was racing and he was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

"Jimin-ah?" Namjoon opened the door, upon hearing a thud from his bedroom. Jimin was breathing frantically, gasping and it scared Namjoon so he rushed over. "Jimin, are you okay? What happened?" He asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I'm fine." Jimin squeaked, closing his eyes. He was paralyzed, it felt like. "J-just a bad dream, fell fro-m my bed." He explained, still too scared to move anything.

Namjoon held Jimin against his chest, he knew how scared he must've been if he fell out of bed. "It's okay, Jimin-ah." He whispered softly in his ear. Jimin nodded and clung to him for a few minutes, until he was completely calmed down.

"Thank you, hyungie..." Jimin moved off of his lap and took a deep breath. "No problem...what was it about?"

Jimin stuck his bottom lip out. "Yoongi hyung...getting hurt." He said in a small voice. "By who?" Namjoon asked. "We were, doing a concert, and, someone had a gun in the crowd, and, it's because Yoongi hyung likes guys and-" "You know that won't happen, right?" Namjoon comforted him. "Yeah, we have heavy security, and...I know." Jimin stood up and grabbed a hoodie next to his bed. "Okay...I'm gonna go get some breakfast in." Namjoon went off to do as he said.

Jimin slipped on a hoodie and went down the hall to Yoongi's room. He wondered if he was still asleep or not, it was five in the morning.

"Hyung?" Jimin asked as he entered. "Hm?" Yoongi asked. He was busy typing something on his laptop. "Um...I was wondering, if, you were ready to tell me who you liked yet." Jimin approached him slowly, sitting down on his bed behind him. Yoongi stopped typing and he spun around in his office chair. "What?" He asked. Jimin nervously crossed his legs. "I really want to know who you have a crush on...but if you really don't want to tell me I can try to let it go..." He explained further, looking in to Yoongi's dark brown eyes. It took Yoongi a minute to think of something to say.

"I still don't really wanna talk about it, Jimin-ssi..." The elder said before he turned back around, and started typing. "Is it someone in the band? In our band?" Jimin asked curiously. He didn't know if Yoongi would answer at all, but he thought it might be worth a small shot. "Yeah...n-now no more questions." Yoongi paused his work, then resumed after he was done talking. Jimin's cheeks turned a light pink.

"Really? Is it Hoseok hyung?" Jimin asked next. "No!" Yoongi turned around, closing his laptop forcefully, making Jimin become nervous. "Why in the world would it be Hoseok-ah?" Yoongi asked him, a confused look on his face. "Well...I don't know, forget it-" "And what did I just say? No more questions, Jimin." Yoongi repeated, looking at Jimin even though he wasn't looking at him.

"...is it me?"

Yoongi's heart leaped in his chest. "No, Jimin." He lied. "I'm not going to tell you, even if you guessed right." He sighed, then suddenly Jimin stood up. "You know, this is why you had that breakdown! Because you never tell us anything! I'm trying to help you-" "Jimin, yelling at me isn't going to help anyone!" Yoongi cut him off, yelling back. "I'm trying to help you but you won't tell me anything! I'm not going to go on and tweet about whatever it is you say to me, do you really think I'm untrustworthy?!" Jimin repeated. He stood up from Yoongi's bed so Yoongi stood up too. "Has it ever occured to you that maybe I don't want help?! Or that I even need it-" "If you didn't need help there wouldn't be those cuts on your thigh!" Jimin yelled at him, just as Namjoon and Jungkook threw open the door.

It was quiet for a few minutes. "W-what...?" Yoongi could feel anxiety rushing through him, he could feel Namjoon staring hard at him. "You heard me, I know! When you were sleeping the other day, you were sleeping in shorts and you didn't have a blanket on you, and when I went to cover you up I saw! I tried to get you to talk to me, before I threw myself on to you like this!" Jimin had tears in his eyes, and he was close to crying but he was so upset and angry at the moment.

"Yoongi hyung, what, what is he talking about?" Namjoon asked from the doorway. Yoongi turned towards them, and Jungkook had the same look in his eye as Namjoon; concern. "F*ck." He turned away and grabbed at his hair. "Yoongi hyung just please let me help you-" "F*ck." Yoongi cursed again. He was starting to spiral out of control. "Yoongi hyung-" "Hyung-" "F*ck!" Yoongi screamed, turning around and shoving past Namjoon and Jungkook. Namjoon tried to grab his arm but Yoongi clawed at him.

"Where are you going?!" Jimin ran after him. Yoongi grabbed his car keys and shoes, not answering. "Yoongi hyung, just take a breath and-" "No!" Yoongi shoved Namjoon away from him as he ran back to his room for his wallet.

It was useless to try and stop Yoongi at this point, so the three just watched Yoongi leave the dorm, slamming the door hard as he disappeared.

"Oh come on, what is all the commotion for?" Jin asked as he came out from his room, only a white towel around his waist and his hair was messy and looking wet. "Sorry about it, Jin hyung." Namjoon turned away and looked Jin in the eye before he went back to his room. "I didn't ask for an apology." Jin huffed before he went back to his bathroom to get dressed.

"Yeah, I need it just for about three hours." Yoongi told the salesperson. They handed him renting paperwork and Yoongi signed it all without reading a thing. Soon, he left the dealership with a black motorcycle. He was glad he had the driver's license for this type of vehicle. Quickly he drove to a nearby shop, bought a normal helmet and drove out of the city. It's been years since he drove a motorcycle, and the cold wind against his body was bringing back refreshing memories.

He didn't mean to yell at Jimin, but Yoongi didn't know how to express his feelings clearly sometimes, and love was not his strongest field. Yoongi decided to take the dark back roads, admiring the trees and city light getting farther and farther away from him. Yoongi was busy thinking about Jimin, how could he tell him he loved him? Some times he thought Jimin was too perfect for him, but he knew deep down Jimin must like him as well. Or, he must know Yoongi likes him, he can't be that oblivious, right?

Maybe in a few days Yoongi could tell him, and he wouldn't know Jimin's reaction until it was all done and over with. However, Yoongi didn't realize he was speeding until a car appeared around a corner, and the last thing he heard was the sound of a cars airbag pop before he blanked out.