26th January, 2018

Dear Diary,
The events of the past few days have been rather pathetic, but I think they are important days in my life.

In my last entry, I told you about Jungkook, and how I manage to push everyone I love away from me, and how the world would be a better place without me. I suppose I should have just quietly accepted everything and gone on with my life. But I tried harming myself again.

It's funny how one incident can bring back emotions one has tried, and apparently succeeded, in suppressing. I had thought that my suicidal tendencies had died with Jungkook. His words had struck a chord in my heart. But rejection by Jimin, coupled with guilt about Jungkook, and overthinking how unremarkable I am amongst my own brilliant family seemed to be like fuel to a dying fire; the flames roared back to life.

I know it is selfish. I know it shows that I am self obsessed. But sometimes my heart gets the better of my brain and I can't help it. I am working on that part of my personality.

I think it would be easier if I just narrated it like a story, in third person. I'm good at that.

Min Yoongi set down his pen in despair. He had never felt so much self hate. It was probably very selfish of him to do what he did next. He had only felt like this once before and because of what it had led to, he had been afraid of feeling it again. Now, everything burst out.

He struggled through two days, trying to fight back those terrible emotions that were sweeping through him in massive waves. Jimin tried getting in touch with him, but Yoongi pretended he didn't care anymore. Jimin tried talking to him, apologising, but Yoongi only made things worse for himself by ignoring the angel. He even went to the extent of cutting himself off from Hoseok and Namjoon, so that Jimin could not speak to him through them.

Finally, everything crashed down around him. He made life living hell. He couldn't take it anymore. One night, eyes devoid of emotion, moving like a robot, he brought a can of petrol into the little shed that stood near their family home. It had been a hideout for him and Jungkook, a place where they would share their latest Pokémon cards, marbles. It even had his beloved brown piano that he used to play while Jungkook sang. In the corner, there was a bed where the two brothers had often fallen asleep while watching their favourite TV shows. Jin and Yana did not like the shed, but the other two loved it. When their parents had discovered this, they had got the place cleaned and furnished so that it was more homely.

Yoongi locked the door and poured the oil all over the place. He then proceeded to stand up on his bed and drop his lighter, a gift from his brother, Jungkook, onto the sheets. He watched as the flames roared to life and approached him in an eternal embrace, one that would wipe out every trace of the two brothers. They would only remain in memory. Perhaps that was what was best for everyone.

Unknown to Yoongi, his angel, Park Jimin had had enough of his stubbornness. He had decided to pay him a visit and maybe talk some sense into him. Jimin also hoped to be able to confess his true feelings for Yoongi that night. He had realised that he truly wanted Yoongi, and had broken away from Taehyung's parasitic grasp.

Park Jimin arrived at the site of a funeral pyre.

What happened next was something out of a fairy tale. Jimin rushed into the burning shed and dragged Min Yoongi out. Luck and some higher power must have been on his side because he emerged unscathed and carried the charred boy on his back, all the way to the hospital. He ran like a wildfire, and when he reached the hospital, he did not stop till he had made sure that Yoongi was safe in an operation theatre. Then he collapsed onto the floor, head leaning back on the wall, and the tears ran freely.

I recovered quickly. Namjoon, Hoseok, and Jin visited me periodically, but Jimin never left my side. He confessed to me, and I to him. A lot of tears were shed, a lot of kisses exchanged. The road to recovery never felt better.

Healing,
Min Yoongi

A/N: this is supposed to be a Yoonmin fic, but I think I made it exclusively Yoongi until the very end. Still, it is pretty Yoonmin, although, not as much as some fics I've read. Anyway, that escalated quickly, didn't it? 😁