𝐒 𝒎 𝒊 𝒍 𝐞 ⇢(Yoonmin FF)

16 - hurt

Jimin sighed as the bell rang, indicating the end of the school day. He shoved all his materials into his bag and walked out of the classroom. Unnoticed by him, Min Yoongi stood at a corner, nearby the lockers, knowing that Jimin would be back to put his things like how he does every other day.

As if on cue, Jimin started to walk towards his locker. Yoongi whipped himself behind one of the large lockers to hide himself. Jimin trudged his feet towards the locker, eyes dropping, hair messy. He sighed, twisting the dial padlock to his passcode. The locker swings open and he wrestled his binder into it. before he could shut it back and lock it, Yoongi walks out of hiding spot and slams Jimin onto the lockers.

Jimin was stunned by the male's actions. "follow me." Yoongi says, dragging Jimin towards an empty classroom.

|| min yoongi ||

"Now, tell me." i said, locking the door behind me. "why were you crying?"

"What are you talking about?" Jimin asked, confused as he already is.

"in the boy's toilet stall. i saw you. you were crying buckets." i answered, rolling my eyes.

"oh that." he mumbled, "why would you care to know, anyways?" i furrowed my eyebrows. why do i care? 

"i should be honest with you," i continued, "i-i still cared for you since we've met again, jimin."

"But i thought you hated me!" he yelled. I flinched at the sudden raise in his tone. 

the disrespect is real, man.

"I thought i did too. but, as time passed, i could see some sort of hurt in your eyes when i ignored you, it's like you care way too much than needed." i shrugged as i walked closer to him, causing him back away slowly.

"i just want to know what happened. you clearly don't look like the cheerful and funny you." i add, walking towards him until his back reaches the wall.

"i-i...nothing happened!" he quickly says, turning his head, averting eye contact. once again, i let out a sigh. "please tell me. i-i-" jimin cuts me off with a hard cold glare.

"no! you told me off, when i helped you. you turned me down when i wanted to cheer you up. don't tell me that you care, min yoongi. You and I both know you're faking it." he says, walking away from me.

i watched him reach the doorknob. "And for the record, i don't think i wanna make you smile, anymore. I should've minded my own business long ago." he bluntly adds.

he twisted the doorknob and left me, alone.

i let out a struggling cry. i shut my own eyes tightly.

i roughly settled myself down onto one of the chairs.

i messed up.

i shouldn't have told him off, 

if only i knew how much pain and hurt my actions would've impacted me and jimin.

soon, i started seeing black spots, i felt dizzy just like the time i fainted in the gym.
i shake my head, hoping to get rid of the pain. it was to no avail. darkness consumed me.