First Lie || Yoonmin

~Five~

Taehyung's POV

Jimin was late for class today, he said he overslept, but I don't believe him. MinGyu kept on the lookout for Yoongi, but he didn't come at all. People don't worry about Yoongi very much, we all know he skips school.

MinGyu continued to make fun of Jimin. The rest of us were frankly to afraid to get involved. Jimin looked sadder everyday, I'm starting to wonder if something happened. We keep trying to talk to him, but he just pulls away. I'm really worried about him, so is everyone else. Jimin isn't talking about Yoongi anymore, so I know something's definitely off.

Jimin practically ran out of the school this afternoon. I didn't even get to say goodbye. He's probably just busy. Like me. Today I was going to sleep over at Kookie's place. I'm so excited, and nervous. Wish me luck!

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Yoongi's POV

I woke up on the living room floor. My head hurt like hell. I reached my hand up to touch my forehead, but felt a very sharp, searing pain. When I pulled my hand away it was covered in thick, red blood. Oh no. I thought about calling 911, but then I knew we would have to pay for hospital bills. I tried to stand up but I had glass shards lodged deep inside my legs. Blood covered the floor, I knew my parents wouldn't be home for hours. All my so called "friends" were either busy or at a party.

I only had one choice left. I scooted myself across the floor and grabbed my phone.

Unblock JimChim95?

TheSleepingSuga: I'm here! I need help!

JimChim95: What's wrong?

TheSleepingSuga: I'm hurt!

JimChim95: What?! Call 911!

TheSleepingSuga: I can't

JimChim95: Why not?

TheSleepingSuga: Just please come over here, I don't care who you are just help!

JimChim95: Are you sure?

TheSleepingSuga: Yes I'm sure!

JimChim95: What's your address?

TheSleepingSuga: 623 Agust Street, Apt. 17

JimChim95: Okay be there soon

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Jimin's POV

I sprinted out the front door and jumped into my mom's car. 623 Agust Street, Apt. 17. I kept repeating the address in my head while driving to the other side of town. The radio had turned to static but I didn't bother changing the station. The only thing I could think about was Yoongi, the perfect blond haired boy, whose eyes sparkled in the florescent light of the school hallways, who always made my heart flutter.

I saw the sign for Agust Street and turned up the hill. The numbers gradually increased 617, 619, 621, 623! I pulled into the small parking lot of an old apartment building. I ran up the first flight of stairs, then the second until I reached apartment 17. Wait, what am I doing? I'm about to go into my crushes house and reveal my identity? No I can't do this. I turned back towards the stairs. I was about to reach the top stair when I heard an earsplitting scream come from apartment 17. "Yoongi!?" I screamed running full speed at the door. I tried the doorknob, locked.

"Yoongi? Unlock the door!" I screamed. I was panicking, was he okay?

"I can't open it!" I heard his sweet voice yell. His voice was laced with pain and he sounded weak. "You'll have to break it down!"

No way in hell am I doing that! I can't do that, I'm to weak. "Hold on a minute!" I yelled. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and messaged Tae, Kookie, Hobi, Jin and Namjoon the same message.

JimChim95: Come to 623 Agust Street, Apt. 17! I need your help NOW!

TaeTaeTheAlien: Why?

MrNamjams: Yeah, why?

ThePinkPrincessJin: Is something wrong?

YourHopeYourAngel: We need a reason

MilkandKookie: And that's not your address

JimChim95: It's Yoongi, he's hurt and I can't get in

TaeTaeTheAlien: Yoongi?

JimChim95: Yes, Yoongi now get off your asses and get over here!

MilkandKookie: Language, Hyung

YourHopeYourAngel: Coming!

ThePinkPrincessJin: On my way!

TaeTaeTheAlien: Me and Kookie are coming!

MrNamjams: Rodger that!

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I paced outside Yoongi's door telling him that my friends were on their way and that everything was going to be alright. I still couldn't help worrying. He was my crush, the guy that I've had a crush on since middle school. Where are they? I looked down the flight of stairs, they were still empty. I wondered why Yoongi lived here. People always play him off as a rich kid who would live in a mansion. Was I the only one who noticed he only wore 5 outfits.

He acts tougher than he is, he acts as though nothing can hurt him until he gets hurt. And here I am, standing outside of his apartment hearing him whine and scream in pain. What's wrong? How bad could it be?

I heard footsteps racing up the flight of stairs. I ran over to the staircase and saw Jin running up the stairs with Namjoon at his side. Hobi had a girl with him, Lisa, I think her name was. Tae was slower because Kookie was on his back. I didn't even want to know.

"Jimin, what's wrong?" Jin grabbed my shoulders and shook me back and forth.

"Jin, don't kill the boy." Namjoon laughed.

Tae set Kookie down and leaned against the railing. Kookie ran up and hugged me, catching me off guard and knocking the breath out of me. "Hyung! I was so worried!"

"Well don't just stand there, help me!" I yelled directing them towards Yoongi's door.

"What do you want us to do?" Hobi asked.

"Help me break the door down." I wasn't thinking straight anymore, all my decisions were hasty. "Come on!"

Namjoon went first, hurling himself at the door, nothing He tried again and again, each time the door budged a little but didn't fall. Hobi let go of Lisa's hand and ran at the door, it made a big noise but still didn't fall. Jin and Tae tried, nothing. Lisa had to hold Kookie back, we didn't want The Golden Maknae to get hurt.

The whole time my panic was growing and my anger turned into adrenaline. I pushed my friends out of the way and told them to stand back. I stood at the end of the hallway and ran full speed at the door, my shoulder connected with the door and I fell through. The door fell down with a big crash. Namjoon caught me and we all stood in the doorway looking at the horror scene painted in front of our eyes. "Yoongi!"