What was almost a day whole passed with the mad man new living arrangement. To say the very least, nothing exciting had happened. The man decided to spend his first day in a calm fashion that was catching up with society by changing through channels on the television. He sat with his legs crossed on the sofa in all black clothes, motionless except for his eyes. 

The doctor, Jimin observed him closely. Every move Yoongi took was recorded by a camera pointed directly at him. It wasn't like much had happened yet the doctor preferred it for his research. He too used his eyes to watch the companion. Nothing at all interesting occurred with him and that alone was far too intriguing for the doctor to not address. He took a bowl of fruits from the table at which he sat and joined the man on the cushion besides him. 

"Would you like some Yoongi?"

No answer, not even a glance. 

The brown eyes of the blank man were situated on the television watching what was a chaotic scene from recent news. A fire had spread between two apartment complexes, the reaction of the public was on display. 

"Tragic, isn't it?" Jimin sighed as he pitied those who had lost their homes and faced tough times ahead. 

"I wouldn't call it that."

At last, an answer. 

"Why's that?"

The man shrugged his shoulders as if to say he had no real reasoning behind his comment when really it was clear it was the very opposite of that. Yoongi thinks a lot, it's all he does. Jimin knew this from the countless of test that had been made on the man so he was sure to not fall for such a bland response. He also knew not to push for one either so he hummed and watched along with Yoongi. They spent what became an hour of news, to the doctor it was so boring he slowly drifted into sleep. The news was not always the sad news of the country or world, there were other segments as well, like the weather. The incoming days called for a jacket and sun glass to block the strong sun. It was while the news anchors chatted with each other that Jimin lost his position and let himself fall onto the side the mad man. 

"Get off."

The doctor did immediately that. Yoongi's tone was not friendly.

"I'm sorry," Jimin apologized. "It's just this is so boring. Why don't you watch something else."

Yoongi refused. Jimin suggested many programs, dramas, and anything he could think of but the man was quick to deny them all. He told the superior to stop now, he was wasting both their time. Jimin did just that and Yoongi did too which was why they spent three days in the same situation. Monday night during dinner they sat at the table, the radio on to be listened to. 

"I'd rather this not be on." 

Yoongi said nothing. 

"Yoongi."

Again, no movement of acknowledgement. Jimin was become annoyed and frankly very fed up with the man. He was tired of hearing the tragedies of the world and the misfortunes of other people. Last night before bed he sat to with Yoongi to hear a podcast, it caused him to cry himself right to sleep. He tried his hardest to not shed a single tear but he didn't succeed for all he could think of was the sad turn of event of a young child's life. Yoongi seemed unfazed by it. 

"Mr.Min-"

"That's my father." Yoongi said at last. "Don't call me that."

Jimin made a mental note to remember how to set the man off, call him by his last name. No more interaction came after but Jimin had had enough of the radio that he slammed down his finger on the power button. He expected a reaction but nothing came. They continue to sit there finishing their meals. Just when Jimin was about to take in his last spoonful of the warm liquid, Yoongi met his eye.

"You've got a visitor."

What followed was the doorbell ringing in both their ears. 

The doctor dropped the spoon back into the bowl, the loud sound was the last they heard before falling into a silence. Yoongi finished his meal and stood to clean himself up. Jimin was left to watch him puzzled by his learning of a new presence without the help of a clear announcement. The second ring to the ear was what at last made the visitor welcomed. 

On the other side of the door was a young man with light brown hair that fell on his eyes. He smiled widely in a shape resembling a box as he held out a brown bag that weight down his arm.

"Monday night movie night!" Chirped the newcomer before pushing Jimin aside to march inside. The doctor moved to hold him back, however he got to Yoongi first. 

"Oh hello!" The young man waved to Yoongi. "I'm Taehyung! And your are?"

Yoongi did not move his head away, he moved only his eyes away from the fridge to look at the newcomer. 

"Yoongi."

Taehyung held out his hand for it to be shaken but the man had no interest in having anymore contact with him. Out of the fridge came out a juice box and out the kitchen the mad man headed to the living. 

"Sorry about him." Jimin said quickly. "He's a bit new to all...this."

Taehyung raised his eyebrow. "Socializing?"

The doctor gritted his teeth and hummed a shaky respond. "Guess you could say he hasn't done it in a long time."

The two friends stayed away from the newcomer as they discussed him. The carer of him explained to his friend who exactly had ignored his handshake and was not interested in socializing with him. Taehyung became aware of the past few days in the home of the two which caused him to pity his friend. He also came up with an idea which Jimin could not stop in time. He was forced to stand back when he saw a reaction from his newest companion. 

Taehyung sat himself besides Yoongi and in a quick motion neither of the other two in the room registered quick enough to stop, he wrapped his arm around the mad man and greeted him again. 

"Let's be friends okay?"

Yoongi moved so fast in getting away from the stranger that he broke the slightest sweat. He stared with wide eyes at Taehyung, a bit of fear was present in them. Jimin took action seeing things had gone a little far. He asked for his friend to return to the kitchen where he would reside until he dealt with Yoongi who appear paralyzed by him. He sat on the couch where Taehyung once was yet the man did not move at all. 

The mad man's legs stayed close to his body, his arms dangling at his side while his eyes refused to blink. His gaze had only moved, they were in the direction where Taehyung was currently placed. 

"Yoongi are you okay?"

The man shook his head. Jimin sighed, he was not surest how to deal with him but he was going to try. Since touch was not in anyway comforting to Yoongi, he held up a pillow to block Taehyung from his sight. 

"Taehyung is a friendly person, he meant you no harm. He's not going to do anything harmful to you."

"He isn't but I just might."

"No, you're not." Jimin said. "Taehyung, leave!" 

The friend decided not question anymore and did just that, eyes following him the entire time. He kept his friendly persona to the last moment in the apartment, he wished both a goodnight and waved to them, even Yoongi who had threatened him a minute ago. Once the door closed, Yoongi relaxed. He got to his feet and took off to his room where he would not be leaving to the next morning. Jimin was left that night while the man slept to analyze the outburst of his behavior.  

The doctor turned off all the lights to his home before flicking the ones at the top of the stairs on. He opened the door to the room in which all his data rested secured. He locked himself in before uncovering files of Yoongi's in hope to know what may have caused the reaction. It took the doctor a few papers before finding what may have caused the behavior. 

Yoongi had only two friends.

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Kinda of a sucky chapter but I've just been so busy that I have no time to write. I squeezed this in before bed so sorry if there are errors. 

Hope you enjoyed! 

{Ciel1l}