Fragile [ ✔️ ]

XVII

After, a few minutes Jimin was finally able to calm down and breath normally. He gets up from the floor taking in a deep breath ready to leave what seemed like the lounge room. Through the door he can hear sounds of grunting and sounds of struggling. He quickly acted and rushed out the room and down the hall too see the ashy blonde haired man on top of the tattooed man.

" Yoongi!" he shouted.
The ashy blonde man stops and looks up to see a small frighten Jimin. His frightening look brought back terrible memories of what he did years ago. Beating and picking on kids who did nothing wrong, seeing their frightened faces made him feel bigger, but Jimin? He snapped back to reality glancing at the man underneath him with a cut on his eyebrow,busted lip, and dark tinted red covered on his cheek bone.

He lost control. His anger got the best of him in a snap of a finger. He never did like it when he sized up to someone they would try and defend themselves, that only made him more pissed. He hated it making him loose control of his anger, he wanted to feel bigger and make everyone else feel smaller. It was his satisfaction.

He got off of Taehyung quickly and ran his red sore hand through his hair.
" I-I'm sorry man.." was all he could make out before walking out of the shop, getting into his car and leaving in a second.
Jimin was in total shock, he didn't know what to do or say. He glances at the man on the floor who supported himself by his elbow watching as Yoongi left.

" Here let me help you." Jimin said as he reached to help the man on the floor.
He slaps his hand away angrily and annoyed.
" Fuck off. I can get up myself." quickly taking a step back from the fuming man, he watches as he slowly gets up on his two feet.

He reaches into his pocket and chucks Jimin a pair of keys with anger in his eyes. He quickly reacts and catches them glancing at them the car.
" Now, get the hell out of my shop." He says through gritted teeth. Jimin quietly thanks him and walks out the shop. He spots the car in the parking lot walking towards it and unlocking it.

Although the younger has never physically driven a car he assured himself he can.
" Just like the video games with Kookie. Just like the video games." he softly speaks to himself.
He puts the key in the ignition starting it and he does a gasp chuckle hearing the sound of the motor roar from the car. He glances at the gear beside his arm reading the letters and numbers beside it, " D, P, R, N, 1, 2 and 3," He stares at it in confusion unknown of the meanings.

He stops for a moment to think and realizes Yoongi had actually left him in an unknown city alone. The realization struck him hard and anger quickly boiled inside his veins. Making his face turn red just as Tinker Bell does when she's angry. He quickly pulls out his phone and dials Yoongi.

" Hello?" Hearing his voice so calm and warm made Jimin even more angry.
" You left me! In the fucking shop! Alone! With a fucking psycho path!" Jimin shouted.
He hears the older groan through the other side of the phone before speaking, "Fuck, I'm sorry. I'm coming back ri—" Jimin cuts him off quickly realizing what he was about to say.
" Save it! Don't come at all! I'll make it back home by myself. Bye! Thanks for nothing—" he pauses trying to think of something insulting before handing up, " SHORTY!" He ends the call and stares at the wall in front of him.
Really? That's the best insult you got?! Ugh!