It's been almost two weeks since Yoongi and Jimin had a proper conversation. Apart from their school activities and the gang's multiple ''library'' gatherings, they didn't spend any time together. The other boys tried not to make a great deal out of this, apart from Taehyung who sensed that Jimin - his best friend- is clearly worried for something.

Jimin's absence made things deteriorate even more. He called the principal of the school, saying in a trembling voice, a visible sign of his tears, that he isn't going to attend any lessons due to his high fever. Yoongi called him and texted him, clearly concerned. Something brought anxiety to his boyfriend. And he was worried that he played a major role to Jimin's restlessness.

Jimin walked down the stairs, his eyes puffy and his orange locks all over the place. He entered the kitchen and prepared himself a cup of hot, black coffee. After drinking the first sip, he instantly wanted to sleep again. Jimin unfortunately wasn't one from these people that from the moment the bitter taste of coffee entered their mouth, instantly woke up. Coffee had the exact opposite effect on him.

Thoughts of his boyfriend cheating on him flooded his mind. The issue is that Yoongi never gave him a reason to doubt his sincerity and faith on their relationship. He believed that all of his friends were avoiding him, trying to delete his presence from their lives, yet their constant texts and calls proved otherwise.

Then why did he have these stupid thoughts? It's like his own brain was creating stories to make him collapse from stress and anxiety. Like the entire universe was trying to eliminate him, to mess with his mind.

Muffled sobs reached his ears. It was only his mother and him in the house this time of day. He slowly walked towards the living room, only to see her curled up in a ball under her red blanket. He hated seeing her like this. She might have been a terrible ''mother'' to him, but he could never be angry with her. Yet he had his pride, so he decided against comforting her. He just silently left his coffee in front of her on the table and left, when her hand grabbed his wrist tightly.

Jimin almost screamed from the immediate sting that penetrated his body. His wounds weren't fresh but he could still sense the pain.

''Can you please let go of my hand?'' he asked, clenching his teeth.

''Don't leave me, please son'' she said, tears streaming down her cheeks.

''You are  hurting me'' he almost screamed, pulling his hand out of her tight grip.

''I am sorry'' she whispered.

''And now everyrthing is fixed'' he exclaimed in a sassy tone.

''I never wanted to treat you like this''.

''Then why did you? Why did you hurt me? Why don't you accept me? Why the fuck don't you believe me? You almost let me die'' he tried to limit the tears that were about to run like rivers on his cheeks.

''Forgive me please, let's sit down and talk''.

''I don't think that dialogue is the solution to our problems...mum'' Jimin said, letting himself finally cry.

''I know I have caused you pain but let me tell you something...''.

''Just drink the coffee and let me be'' Jimin spoke in a sad tone and tried to stop his tears.

''How is Yoongi?''.

Jimin froze. He didn't care if his emotions were all over the place, he didn't give a damn about his well being. But he could kill a person if somebody ever harmed or insulted his definition of perfection.

''Don't you dare even say his name. You are nothing compared to him. I don't care about your opinion or dad's. I love him. I want him by my side all the time. He has changed me  in so many ways. I have accepted all my insecurities due to his help. He is the one that helps me, not you. What you haven't achieved in seventeen years, he achieved it in some months. He simply made me love him. And he didn't even try, he was just himself, something that I wasn't allowed to be. But not anymore mum''.

''I didn't want to insult him Jiminie...''.

''He is the only one who can call me like that'' he yelled.

His mother's expression saddened. He sighed and sat next to her.

''Listen to me. I am with him. Either you accept it or not, I don't care at all. I will leave this place sooner or later so I can bear the pain you cause me a little longer. But if you or him ever harm Yoongi in any way I will make you miserable, I swear. You still think that I am a kid, that I am easily exploited. Well you are wrong. I don't need protection. I have my friends, myself and especially him''.

''Jimin, that's something I already know. Yet, there are things that escape your perception''.

''What do you mean?''.

''He is going to stop loving you once. You are seventeen, how long  do you expect  this is going to last?''.

''I am living the moment. As long as he is here I love every aspect of my life. And if he decides to leave me, I would still love him the exact same, because he has made my pain tolerable, my life more bearable. You don't even know him and yet, you despise him. How can you despise perfection?''.

''If this perfection hurts you, will it still be perfection?'' she asked.

''We are fighting for our relationship. Both of us''.

''Sometimes we hurt the ones we love, without even knowing it''.

Jimin knew exactly what his mother meant by that. He hasn't kissed him for a week. They haven't had any ''alone'' time for almost two weeks, even if Yoongi always tried to approach him. He was avoiding him without an explanation. What was going on in Yoongi's mind?

Has Jimin lost his trust in me? Has he lost interest? Has he lost faith, hope? HAS HE LOST LOVE?

'''Mum...''.

''Your father caused his parents accident Jimin'' she bluntly spoke.

Jimin opened his eyes widely, a feeling of disquiet and uncertainty making his body tense. His breathing became slower, pesturbation the only thing in his mind right now. 

''You are lying...''. He knew that she wasn't, but he just couldn't accept it. 

How can you accept that the person that gave you life, took the life of the people your ''life'' loved?

''I don't lie, son. That's not the reason I was crying though''.

''It cannot get any worse than this. He is responsible for my boyfriend's misery and pain''.

''He is responsible for my pain as well. He is cheating on me. I wasn't certain at first, but I am sure now. He is cheating me with Lisa, Yoongi's sister''.

That's what his mother meant. What if perfection hurts you? His father- her perfection- cheated on her, hurt her. And now if Yoongi finds out, his perfection will hate him.

They hickey from the kisses on her neck, her rosy cheeks from sex...

 Vertigo.

Jimin's head felt heavy and his legs were shaking unable to lift him up.

He fainted, his body falling on the cold floor. His mother called the ambulance immediately.

Pain...

Sorrow...

Regret...

Anger...

Vertigo...