this is so dramatic ik I was rlly going through it :/

50 – JM focus

The effect of Yoongi on Jimin never ceased to amaze. The moment Jimin saw him again, he felt a thousand times better. That was still incredibly bad, but he would do anything to spend more time with his darling boyfriend. He was really happy these days.

He was a little taken aback to hear the news about Jungkook and Hoseok. It didn't sound like anyone else was having a brilliant time and it broke his heart a little bit. He really hoped they were okay. At least they were going to see Jungkook and Taehyung again. He hadn't seen them in weeks. That was depressing. They were planning to call Hoseok on the way, too, just to check on him. Seokjin had said 'messy' and Jimin believed him. Anything involving Lee Seohyun didn't tend to be particularly neat.

As soon as they left the Starbucks, Yoongi called. Jimin had a bad feeling about how this breakup could have gone down. Because of her, well, personal relationship with Yoongi, he had been suspicious about this from the moment they heard she was dating Hoseok.

"Hello?" Hoseok answered and Jimin's heart jumped in excitement. He hadn't seen Hoseok since he had graduated.

"Hey, hyung!" he greeted excitedly and Yoongi laughed at him. Jimin didn't care.

"Oh, hey Jimin-ah! I heard you were sick, are you okay?" he asked gently and Jimin smiled,

"Yeah, I'm much better now, thanks!"

"I'm good, too, by the way," Yoongi coughed saltily. Jimin could practically hear Hoseok's eye roll through the phone.

"Last thing I heard, hyung, you didn't have heatstroke. I'm sorry that you don't warrant the majority of my concern," Hoseok joked.

"Yeah, well, last thing I heard, you were dating Lee Seohyun," Yoongi replied caringly. "That warrants the majority of my concern." Hoseok stuttered.

"God, you heard about that. We broke up before she could trick me anymore, though. I still don't understand why I went out with her," he scolded himself and Jimin pouted,

"Hyung, don't be like that. It wasn't your fault she seduced you. She's just a bitch is all. You're better off forgetting about her." Hoseok hummed in response.

"How did it end, if you don't mind me asking?" Yoongi inquired, earning a scoff from Hoseok.

"The classic. She called me by the wrong name: yours," he said and Yoongi hissed in sympathy.

"Ouch, I'm sorry, hyung. Not a great way to end things," Jimin sighed and Hoseok tutted in agreement.

"Ah, well. This is what happens when you leave love to chance. You guys are lucky you had me to sort you out," Hoseok chuckled. Jimin giggled and grasped Yoongi's hand, lightly kissing him on the cheek and feeling grateful for Hoseok's little plan.

A screech. A crash. A thud.

Jimin's head whipped round to see a car speeding off down the road. His eyes followed it, confused by its damaged front and dangerous speed.

"Jesus fucking Christ, Hoseok, I'll call you back," Yoongi promised hastily before hanging up. Jimin looked at Yoongi, who held his head in place to lock eyes with him. His usually clear and deep brown eyes were now swirling with panic. "Jimin, listen to me. Whatever happens, you stay here. You keep looking at the floor and you do not follow me." He didn't even check to make sure Jimin understood before running off.

Jimin wanted to follow him. He wanted to look and see what had happened. But Yoongi had told him to do something and this sounded serious. That only made Jimin want to look more. Despite this, he stayed. He focused on the floor, trying not to hear his boyfriend's frantic tones. He just looked at the concrete, at the tarmac on the ground, at the rusty iron drain in the road, at the deep red blood flowing into it-

No. What?

Blood. So much blood.

Jimin was suddenly unable to breathe. He was frozen. Slowly and against his will, his eyes followed the river of blood to its source. No, Yoongi-hyung told you not to look. Stop it. Don't, please, don't… Hyung?

He couldn't blink at the scene in the middle of the road. Yoongi was speedily relaying information through his phone. He was holding someone's hand. Someone unconscious and bleeding heavily. Someone who could be considered handsome if not for the dirt and blood streaking his face. Someone who looked exactly like Seokjin.

That's crazy, Jimin's brain told him. It can't be Seokjin-hyung. He doesn't have that much blood inside him. Jimin couldn't deal with this. He understood why Yoongi told him not to look. He dropped to the floor, tears beginning to flow from his face. They had just been talking a few minutes ago. This couldn't be possible.

More people had begun to converge on the quiet road, mostly marvelling at Seokjin. Some were talking to Yoongi, who was barely off his phone. He was crying, too, Jimin noticed. Someone approached Jimin.

"Hello, my name is Changkyun," said the person. Jimin didn't want to be rude, but he also couldn't care less. "I'm really sorry, but your boyfriend told me to take you away from here. Is that okay?" they asked. Jimin wanted to stay with Yoongi. He wanted to hug him and be told it was all okay. But... there was so much blood…

He nodded, a hand still clapped over his mouth to stop himself sobbing. The person kindly helped him stand up and held his arm as they walked away from the horror show. Jimin willed himself not to pass out. He didn't want anyone to worry over him, at least not now.

Suddenly, Jimin remembered Taehyung and Jungkook. They had to know. He couldn't just call them; they'd get in trouble for having their phones and school didn't end for hours-

"Is there anyone you want to call? Your boyfriend said he had already called Namjoon," the person told him with a calm and gentle voice. Jimin truly appreciated that.

"Th-the school." His voice shook weakly and he hated himself for crying so much that he couldn't even tell this person who to call. Hoseok had to be told as well. This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. Jimin's mind was stuck on the image of Seokjin lying in the road, on the car racing away after it hit him. He was thankful for the stranger's arm on his. He couldn't do this alone.