Seeing Red || yoonmin

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Yoongi stared up at the boy in utter shock, unable to speak in his presence as his body shook from the sudden adrenaline rush.

The boy stood right above Yoongi. Feet placed apart on both sides of Yoongi's body, with hands placed on his waist, head tilted to the side as he looked down at him.

He was wearing a red loose crop top with black waist high leggings and the same red doc martains on. The early morning glows of the sunrise was making it appear as if he was glowing. As if he had an etheral prescence haloing around his light honey coloured skin.

He couldn't believe he'd see the boy again. It was a zero in a millionth chance that he'd have crossed paths again after contemplating suicide. He was wrong.

Jimin whistled suddenly, snapping Yoongi out of his daze as he flinched.

"What's the matter. Cat got your tongue, little mouse?" Jimin kept smiling down at Yoongi who just shook his head in reply, "Well it looks like it!"

Jimin leaned down his upper body towards Yoongi, making the boy on the floor lean back slowly as he wondered why someone so beautiful was talking to him - and in such a position.

"Why are you trying to kill yourself?" He asked, his voice soft like velvet. Yoongi swallowed as he parted his lips to try and answer.

"No no wait!" Jimin interrupted him with sudden enthusiasm, "Don't tell me!" He squinted as he leaned his face even closer to Yoongi's.

Yoongi had to hold his breath because of how close the proximity shortened from this pretty boy's face invading his space. He was afraid to breathe.

"Being bullied to the point of suicide right?" Jimin pouted a little. "Sounds tragic!" He piped up as he smiled, stepping away to the side of Yoongi.

Yoongi was so confused by the boy's smile. Dying was no funny matter. Then Yoongi's expression turned into panic as he remembered what he saw.

"Th-That... that body!" Yoongi managed to stutter out. "What-wh-what hap- happen-"

"Huh?" Jimin raised his eyebrow. "Oh!" Jimin fake gasped as he placed his hands on his face. "You made a discovery!"

"We-We have t-to call the p-police!" Yoongi blurted out with wide eyes, staring up at the boy whose expression suddenly dropped.

"Eh? No we don't." Jimin plainly said, watching Yoongi crawl up to the edge to look down at the body, only to cower backwards before starting to gag as he covered over his mouth.

"Bu-but it's a body!"

"No it's not." Jimin's mouth turned into a tight line, before he suddenly laughed. "Okay, okay it is!" He giggled.

"How-How are you so c-calm and l-laughing?!" Yoongi stammered. "Does it not ph-phase you that s-s-someone had killed them?!"

"Oh. No, I killed them." Jimin smiled sweetly.

"...Eh?"

If Yoongi could go extremly pale, it would be right now as he felt his blood run cold.

"Y-you... you killed them?!" Yoongi's voice pitched in horror, as the boy simply nodded.

"Yup! Broke their legs! Arms! Slit their throat! Threw them over! SPLAT!" Jimin said enthusiastically, his eyes seemed to sparkle with glee.

"What... WHAT THE F-F-FUCK?!" Yoongi cursed loudly, frantic as he started to scramble backwards in panic. This boy. This boy was no angel. He was screaming red flags. Yoongi wanted to get away.

"Ooo I wouldn't move b-" Jimin began, before Yoongi started to fall backwards and roll down the steep hill, crying out in shock. "...back." Jimin sighed as he shook his head and tutted his teeth.