counting change | yoonminseok

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"Oh my you really are hurt, darling." Bon Hwa said as he picked up Jimin noticing how hard it was for him to breath. "We'll really have to get you fixed up in the states."

The pink haired boy didn't say anything as Bon Hwa brought him to their motel room and laid him down on the bed. He had tried talking earlier but it just seemed to hurt his throat and he didn't want to force himself through that pain. So he stayed silent and Bon Hwa seemed to acknowledge that as okay behavior for him.

"You would have had a really bad bruise on your stomach if you had any serious internal bleeding so you should be fine. It may make being stuck in a suitcase for the flight a bit more difficult for you but you'll be a good boy and manage. We'll finally be able to start fresh and I'll have you all to myself! I'm thinking about redyeing your hair, the pink is fading and I don't really like that look on you, Jiminie."

Jimin nodded as he let his head fall to the side and glanced at the luggage that Bon Hwa had brought with him. There was one suitcase that he knew was empty and he already was imagining himself being stuck into it tomorrow. The simple thought would have made him nervous a day ago but now he couldn't seem to care.

He could die inside of that suitcase during the flight and the thought of that didn't even phase Jimin now.

There was no way he'd ever see his friends again if Bon Hwa managed to get him out of the country and he was beginning to accept that. Being optimistic was hard when no one else was there to cheer you on and Jimin really was beginning to miss Sungwoon.

"I can even make you a better playroom! We'll get you even more little stuff so you can be spoiled like you rightfully deserve so!" Bon Hwa said as he walked over to Jimin and bopped his nose. He then moved his hands to his pockets immediately frowning. "Fuck! I swore I had my phone in my pocket!"

The elder quickly grabbed the hotel room keys and walked out leaving Jimin alone. There was no way that the boy could run away even if he wanted to. Bon Hwa was simply outside at the car and he'd spot Jimin immediately if he tried to run away.

"I can't believe I left it! Out of all things!" Bon Hwa said as he came in angry yelling in the motel room. Jimin looked at his clenched fists and could only sigh realizing that the older probably was going to take his anger out on him. "It's because you tried so hard to run away from me, you wanted to save that pesky replacement!"

Jimin kept his eyes closed as he was pulled up and he couldn't help but groan the pain in his lungs getting harder. He was getting ready to be slammed into a wall but was placed down on the bed again and he opened his eyes confused.

"I'll just buy a new one once we're in the states. I can't risk going back there now anyways."

Jimin couldn't help but feel slightly happy seeing how scared Bon Hwa was at the thought of going back to their house. It meant that he thought Sungwoon had possibly escaped and had contacted the police, and that was giving Jimin hope that Sungwoon was actually alive. If Bon Hwa was threatened by him being gone then there actually was a chance that the blonde had made it out and was getting help.

Bon Hwa's insecurity at the situation was giving Jimin hope that his friend had survived and that's all he really needed right now.

He didn't think his friends we're going to save him. He already had given up at the thought of his boyfriends magically appearing and saving him or his friends appearing behind the motel door. He was being realistic now and that wasn't scaring him as much as it did in the beginning.

He wasn't stressed, he just felt numb. He didn't even feel the urge to slip into little space which was very new to him. He usually had to struggle not to slip but now he didn't even want to.

He was broken and he had decided that was okay. Sure in a couple hours he probably would be forced into a suitcase but Jimin wasn't worrying about that right now. He was trying to keep his breathing even and ignore the pain all around his body. Bon Hwa had managed to clean his wounds earlier so he was happy he wouldn't have to worry about them being infected but he didn't want to think about the words that psychopath had carved into his skin. 

He needed to rest, he couldn't do anything else right now. He had used his strength to get Sungwoon to escape and he was happy he had managed that. Realistically he'd be stuck with Bon Hwa the rest of his life but he was so tired he couldn't even seem to find that thought terrifying.

So he fell asleep ignoring how the time was passing until they were to leave the country.

I went and donated blood for the first time yesterday! I spent most of the day crying since I'm scared of needles but as soon as I got there I calmed down and it was fine. My teacher who was in charge of the blood drive even said that people are definitely going to make fun of me since I cried but that's fine, I got to help people at least~