Seeing Red || yoonmin

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"Yoongi~! It's been three days! I've come to play!" Jimin announced happily, rasping his fingers on the bedroom window a few times before pouting when there was no reply.

"Must be at school... guess I'll let myself in!" He giggled as he opened up the unlocked window and leapt inside, knowing that no one was in the house right now.

Jimin's eyes sparkled as he looked around the boy's plain room, wondering what to do as he walked around the room and viewed everything.

He lightly skipped over to the dresser where a few photo frames were put face down except for one of Yoongi and his older sister.

Jimin gasped as he picked up the picture and stared at it with a big grin on his face. "A smiling Yoongi... how cuuuuute~!" He squealed in delight.

He hugged the picture to his chest. "I want to see a smiling Yoongi! I want to make Yoongi smile!" He whined softly before placing the picture back where it was.

Jimin turned around and rushed over to Yoongi's closet and opened the door to reveal a lot of dark colours and blacks that emphasised Yoongi's being.

He pouted as he raided the closet and shifted through his clothes. "Hmph! He's so lame for not having anything red!" He closed the door.

He wondered back over to the dresser and opened up a few chests before locating the undergarments with a suprised look on his face.

"Lots of plain boxers. Aww Yoongi you let down!" He huffed, before his eyes caught his favourite colour, making him squeal as he pulled out the red boxers from underneath all the sad looking plain ones.

"Ahh I want to try it on!" Jimin said excitedly as he stepped into the boxers and pulled them up under his black pleated tennis skirt before waltzing over to the long mirror on the wall and lifted his skirt up. "Ahh so cute!" Jimin posed a few times as he admired the red boxers on himself.

"I wonder if Yoongi will get mad if I touched myself in these..." he pouted at the thought. "Ah... well I'll just keep them warm for him!"

He skipped over to Yoongi's desk and glided his fingers along the smooth yet imperfect wooden surface before his nose caught the familiar scent he was used to.

Jimin crouched low and laid his eyes upon a small bin under the desk, the scent was much more potent as he pulled the bin over and looked inside, slowly moving away the clear tissue to find dark bloodied tissues and a used razor blade piece that had dried blood on it.

"Why." Jimin stared inside the bin, mouth in a tight line before picking up the razor piece in his hand and stared down at it.

"Because he's a lost cause."

Jimin turned around to see Jungkook laying along the window ledge, staring intensely at Jimin.

"I'm not even sure why you're bothering with him. Are you gonna kill him in the end?"

Jimin stared at him before turning away to ignore the vampire, making Jungkook sigh.

"Yoongi's nearby. Just came to tell you." Jungkook mumbled as he leaned over and leapt out the window.

As if on cue, the sound of keys were heard before the front door opened and closed carefully shut.

Jimin paused before he quietly walked over to Yoongi's closet and hid inside, leaving a very slight gap open to peer through as Yoongi's bedroom door opened.

Yoongi walked in silently, his hair was a sad mess as his bangs lingered over his eyes, he seemed to be limping slightly as he dropped his bag on the floor.

Another day of torture.

Yoongi sniffled as he looked over at the window, thinking he must've left it open as he walked over and shut it.

He let out a long sigh as he moved over to his desk while removing his black jacket and throwing it to the floor.

Yoongi reached down to the chest draw under his desk and rummaged through it before he found what he was looking for - a new razor blade.

Jimin watched as Yoongi sat down on the bed and carefully pulled off his black long sleeved top to reveal his abdomen was bandaged up.

But what caught Jimin's attention was that Yoongi's right forearm had new cuts on it - and he was about to make some more.

Yoongi stared down at his arm while letting out a shaky sigh as he looked at the razor piece, his hand shaking as he felt his eyes start to prickle with tears.

"Yoongi."

Yoongi gasped loudly as his head snapped up, his bangs flipping to the side, showing Jimin an unsightly view.

"J-Jimin?!" Yoongi stared wide eyed in panic, words unable to come out as the boy immediately straddled on top and pinned Yoongi down to the bed by his arms, making him breathe out a pained gasp as the razor fell out of his hand.

Jimin stared down wide eyed at the purple-blue bruising that surrounded Yoongi's left eye.

"How did you get that?" Jimin asked softly, eyeing up the bruise that was around Yoongi's swollen eye.

"I... ah... I-I don't- I don't know." Yoongi found it had to breathe and concentrate, but let out a small whimper as Jimin tightened his hold on Yoongi's wrists, making him flinch. "Ahh!"

"Who did that." Jimin stated, his mouth in a tight line as his iris' seemed to glow an intense honey brown colour. "Who did that." Jimin repeated, gritting his teeth with seething anger building up.

"Y-You're hurting me! Ahh!" Yoongi cried a little, wriggling under the boy in agony as Jimin's grip went tighter to the point his hands were becoming numb. "Ahhh! Let go please! Let g-"

"YOONGI WHO FUCKING HIT YOU! I WILL BREAK YOUR WRISTS IF YOU DON'T TELL ME!" Jimin screeched furiously, making Yoongi scream at the sudden threat.

"BASEBALL TEAM!" Yoongi cried out, feeling Jimin's grip stop its increased tightening as the boy stared intensely at him.

"Be specific." Jimin stated, his voice quiet but cold and demanding. Yoongi breathed out a few times before meeting the boy's brightly glowing eyes with his own terrified ones.

"Ah... baseball team... they... the captain... the captain he... ah... he hit me." Yoongi quietly said, sniffling slightly as he looked away.

"Name."

"N-Nolan Tang." Yoongi breathed out quietly, feeling his heart hurt at the mention of his crush's name.

Jimin's grip completely loosened on Yoongi's wrists as he narrowed his eyes, Yoongi breathlessly rubbed at his reddened wrists slowly.

"Yoongi, I came to play but now I don't feel so well..." Jimin slightly pouted before he slid off Yoongi's lap and made his way towards the window, opening it before he stopped and turned on his feet with a smile on his face.

"Yoongi~ I'll make you smile!" Jimin announced. "Trust me on this... I'll cure you!" Jimin gave him a big smile before he jumped out the open window.

Yoongi sat up slowly, still kinda shaken from the sudden encounter. Jimin still scared him. "Cure me? What?" Yoongi rubbed his forehead slowly in confusion, moving his bangs out of his face before he furrowed his brows and looked towards the window.

"Wait... was he wearing my boxers?!"