quiet

2.0

"min yoongi."

i fucking hate you, park jimin.

"now what's the problem here?"

my vocal chords gave out on me. which i already knew but this shit insisted on bringing me.

"well you are correct about your vocal chords, they are very weak. you just need to rest and not use your voice and you'll be fine."

yoongi turned his head to jimin and rolled his eyes, looking the younger boy up and down. "i fucking told you we didn't need to come." yoongi mouthed to jimin and got up. he shook hands with the doctor and walked out of the room, walking to the car. he didn't want to be reminded of the day his voice gave out on him.