"Did you murder my dad? Did you murder your parents?"

Jimin's mouth opened and closed like a fish as he was unable to say anything.

"Did you murder them!?! Did you murder those innocent people on TV!?" He started raising his voice, but it cracked slightly and he was hurt that he felt he ever needed to do this.

"I-I-I didn't!" He finally replied, raising his hands as if to reach to Yoongi, but he didn't.

"Then why?! Why are you always acting like it?! Why the hell do you keep telling me to keep looking on despite the fact you don't know anything about me?! Why would you even care?? Why do you fit so well in that role?? Why the hell did you ever come to meet us in the first place?! You never went to say hello to anybody else when you came to the apartment – so maybe I was your target from the beginning and you're just playing with me!!"

"I'm not! I- I...!" Jimin started shaking and he looked on the brink of tears. But he didn't say anything else.

Yoongi pointed a finger at him, standing up. "You –"

"I NEVER KILLED YOUR DAD! I NEVER KILLED MY PARENTS!"

"THEN WHO DID?!"

Jimin opened his mouth to say it, say something, say who it was, but he bit his lip and became quiet. Yoongi shook his head. Why would he want to protect who the killer was?

"You're... Pitiful."

"You got it wrong!"

"Then tell me!"

"I can't tell you anything! You're the one who hurt me!"

"Excuse me?"

Jimin stood up now, his sad face mixed with rage. "You're the one who...!" He blinked away tears, his voice cracking. Yoongi could see how much he was trying not to cry right now, but he couldn't care less. Those tears weren't going to save him! He was obviously guilty of something...!

Then why do I feel so awful right now?

"I hate you! You made me into this! You made me into a monster...!" Jimin slammed his hand on the table and tears streamed down his face. Yoongi was taken aback, but he didn't fucking understand.

"What the hell are you talking about!?!"

"You were the one who gave me to him! You were the one who didn't love me anymore!!" Jimin yelled and sobbed however Yoongi was very, very confused. He wanted to comfort Jimin but he was still angry, himself.

"What are you talking about Jimin? Who's him? What do you mean??! Why is it you're always weird around me??!"

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU GOD DAMMIT!" Jimin sprinted for the door. Yoongi didn't try and stop him. When he heard the door slam closed he stood there. His hands were shaking and he wasn't thinking straight.

"He loves me?" How? This made no sense. The first person he knew who could help him was his boyfriend, Jungkook. The boy pulled out his phone and started typing to the younger, but he stopped himself when he remembered he must be in class, learning. Yoongi couldn't call him; he'd be distracting the boy.

That's the excuse he was using, because usually he would text Jungkook in college anyway.

Throwing the plates aggressively in the sink, Yoongi looked back at the door and cursed loudly, running a hand through his hair frustratingly. What the hell is happening?

He loves me?

I didn't love him anymore?

I made him into a monster...?

And who was 'Him'?

What was anything anymore! Jimin was definitely guilty now. But he said he didn't murder his father... The boy gasped when he recognized something. Jimin didn't deny that his parents were killed.

"Is he really those people's kid...?" But he didn't understand. If his parents weren't the clicker for him snapping... did he really kill anyone? Did Yoongi just imagine it? Then he remembered. The only answer he might get was in one thing and possibly the only thing.

Jimin's journal.

He rushed to his bedroom – Jimin's bedroom – and immediately snatched up the book on the side table. He flipped through the first few pages, the pages he'd already read, and decided to sit down and read whatever else he could from the book.

This time, he made sure to close the door and lock it.

He didn't bother the dates except for the year.

It started with the year 2010, the second year he started writing his diary.

So... my bf told me that sleeping on the floor wasn't what a kid my age was supposed to be sleeping on. im not sure what he meant by that but then he told me that having an old worn out blanket and a ripped pillow wasn't normal. I didn't know that...

He gave me a bag earlier today but told me not to open it until I was at home – and it was a brand new pillow and blankets! Not one, but three! I feel so loved!

I love you~~

He skipped a few pages. It was now 2011. He wanted to know who that man was – the one that talked with jimin and creeped him out. It started with J...

When he stared at the page he left off of from the last time he read the diary, his eyes widened at the name.

"No... How?"

The name at the bottom of the page...

"Jin."

Jin knew Jimin since years ago? Just how fucking much did Yoongi not know?

Um, yeah, I don't feel very happy today but that's okay because I know this diary will help me. That's what my boyfriend told me years ago and it still does help. Thank you baby ! Let me try it once again...

Other than my stupid parents, Jin actually hasn't been too bad. These past few weeks were really nice with him. He does feel a little creepy to be around, though. And he usually comes when I'm alone.

My boyfriend has been getting a bit suspicious of me lately... He thinks I don't want to see him anymore! I feel a bit guilty, but Jin looks so lonely! He's just like me! I want him to find that happiness my boyfriend gave to me...

Oh, I just realize I haven't ever written my bf's name down anywhere in my diary! Silly me!

It's weird because no one's ever gonna read this, but just for the sake of myself.

Yoongi, I love you so much! y（^ヮ^）I want to be together with you until we are old !

Tonight I told my bf I'll be coming over to his house to make up the time we missed together. I like his father, he's pretty nice. He was a bit scary when I first met him because I thought he would do bad things to me, but my bf told me it would be ok and he would protect him.

I believed him and it was ok!

Huh?

... Huh?

But he said his boyfriend's name was Yong.............................................

Oh.

"I. WAS. HIS. BOYFRIEND?!" He couldn't comprehend anything anymore. He thought he remembered everything other than that night – that clueless night – but apparently not. How much did he not remember? What the hell...

Yoongi blinked a few times, shaking his head. So then... "When I fainted the first time I saw him... When I heard that faint, distant, familiar voice in my head..." He gasped, "That was all Jimin?!"

"We're going to be together forever, aren't we, Yoongi?"

"Of course... -------."

He remembered when he had that flashback. Jimin said that? And I replied?

"Of course... Jimin."

His head started aching out of nowhere. Yoongi growled and hissed in pain, this time the pain so much worse than it was the past few times. He didn't have time to question where it came from, and a sudden scene played in his head. It was unfamiliar, but he was also aware of where he was, who he was, what had happened. This was a memory from the past.

"Jimin." Yoongi was smaller, his hair still black and his body skinnier than it was now. He was a younger version of himself. Maybe about 11 years old.

"Y-Yeah?" Jimin's head hung low and the lack of confidence stuck around him like a curse. Jimin's hair wasn't pink like now; in fact it was black just like Yoongi's hair. He was still a cute little chubby boy. It was the total opposite of his body today; all muscular and thick...

"You're going to be my friend." Yoongi remembered hearing about Jimin's rough parents from a friend a few days ago. After that, he had decided to use that as an excuse to approach him, wanting to be his friend.

"H-H-Huh??" Jimin jumped and he sounded afraid and nervous. Yoongi could see the sweat roll against his forehead and he looked around frantically, as if to find a way to escape.

Yoongi put out his hand, "We're going to be friends." People gasped everywhere (some in shock, others in disgust) around him, but he didn't care. Jimin needed a friend and he wanted to be his boyfriend, but he'll start with a friend, too.

Jimin looked very skittish and hesitant, but finally touched Yoongi's hand shyly. "It's official now."

Yoongi scrunched his nose. "So... What's your clothing size?"

Yoongi gasped at the memory. That's how they officially became friends... He remembered that now! There was still everything else as a blur, though...

In that memory, he noticed how Jimin's clothes were somewhat torn and dirty. They were even a little bit small on his baby body. He watched Jimin for a year now, and he was finally glad he could use muster up the courage to come see him after finding out that there was something bad going on with his parents. He knew that there was something up with Jimin's family starting with the clothing, but he wasn't sure until just then.

A few days later Yoongi came to school with a bag in hand during lunch time. "Jimin." It was hard to find out where Jimin hid during lunch, but he found out after looking around all those few days after meeting Jimin officially. The first thing he noticed was that Jimin had no food.

The boy outside at the side of the school blushed; surprised that Yoongi actually came to talk to him again. Or even that he had found him... "Y-yes?"

He handed Jimin the bag. When Jimin looked inside, Yoongi saw his eyes glimmer with happiness. But then he shook his head and gave it back. "I-I can't have this!"

"I bought it for you. Don't waste it and put it on." Yoongi's face was blank, intimidating even. Jimin was really scared of his face, so he nodded and ran inside to the bathroom to change into them directly.

When he came back, his dirty ruined clothes were in the bag. Jimin nervously bowed, very grateful but also feeling very awful that Yoongi decided to buy clothes for him when he didn't deserve it... "Sorry, I'll be sure to take care of these carefully."

Yoongi squinted his eyes when Jimin lifted up. The chubby black haired boy shrunk under his gaze. "I don't want your apology I want you to thank me."

Jimin flustered, "Th-Thank you."

Yoongi smiled. "You're welcome!"

At that moment on, Jimin's heart fell more and more each day.

A year later, Jimin and Yoongi were sitting together at the side of the school's wall, outside, during lunch.

"Yoongi..."

"Mmm?"

"Do you really love me?"

"Mmm."

"Yoongi..."

"Mmm?"

"Yoongi."

"Mmm?"

"Why are you eating while I'm talking!" Jimin whined. "I want you to listen to me~" He pouted and lowered his head, staring at his own food that Yoongi brought for him. Yoongi had literally just said he loved Jimin moments before, but he was acting like it was nothing now.

Yoongi finally swallowed whatever was left of the kimchi in his mouth. "I am listening, Jiminnie. I'm just hungry so I'm multitasking."

I'm also trying not to die of a heart attack. I also also don't want you to reject me. I'm literally screaming internally.

Jimin crossed his arms and blushed, feeling stupid now. "What were going to tell me, Jimminie?"

The chubby boy lowered his gaze again, touching his fingertips together. "I... I'm okay with being with you." He slowly brought his hand to Yoongi's, who squeezed it reassuringly. Yoongi was glad he could feel his heart who was dancing happily in his ribcage, along with butterfly friends attacking his stomach. "We're going to stay together forever, aren't we?"

Yoongi smiled, shuffling closer side to side to Jimin. "Of course, Jimin." He picked up the kimchi from his lap, bringing it to Jimin's mouth. "Eat. You need it."

Jimin was giggling at the thought of being together forever with Yoongi. Because he made him happy. Because Jimin loved how Yoongi treated him. Because he loved Yoongi. "Mh!" He opened his mouth and nommed on the fork. "Thank you Yong~~"

"Shut up, you know I hate that nickname." Yoongi scoffed, but he was trying to hide a laugh that Jimin could hear anyway. Yoongi was very happy. Jimin smiled; his big grin and closed eyes giving Yoongi so much life he wanted to hurry and grow up so they could live together already.

"Oh my God... I loved Jimin! I was his friend!" Yoongi forgot all about the murders, he forgot about the hell he was living through right now, and only thought about Jimin and that boy's hell.

I love him...

Jimin...

He needed to talk to him!

Yoongi didn't have Jimin in his contacts. Yoongi cursed at himself for being so fucking stupid. Instead he went to text Jungkook, just to get his mind off of things until Jimin returned.

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guess we'll find out who the murderer is later shall we

IS YOONMINKOOK RLLY GONNA WORK 

AM I JUST FUKING WITH  U GUYS

who fcuking knows