"He's not here." Taehyung explains.

     "Then why did you text me that he was?" Yoongi walks in shaking his head. "He hasn't answered me in two days. Is he okay?"
     Taehyung closes the front door, and leads Yoongi to the living room, where Jungkook is sitting on the couch, nervously tapping his foot on the ground.
     "Listen Yoongi." Taehyung starts as they all sit down. "I'm not going to tell you everything. Only my perspective on things. It's Jimin's business to tell you what's going on. I'll only give you part of the story."
     Yoongi shakes his head. "Why can't I just go and see Jimin now."
     "He needs time Yoongi. If you want to understand, you have to sit here and listen to us." Jungkook crosses his arms.
     The boy sighs, but nods in agreement. Whatever it takes for him to see Jimin again.

     "When I was about five years old, my mom took me to the park to be active and stuff. Never really worked but that's not the point. Anyway, there I met Jimin." Just the sound of his name made Yoongi anxious, anxious to run and see him again.
      "He was a very quiet kid, and I was very stubborn. So even if he told me to stop talking to him, I would keep doing it. At the time I felt bad, knowing I was probably annoying him. But it wasn't until I realized that.." Taehyung pauses for a second. He looks to the ground, and then back up at Yoongi.
    "His mom saw us talking, and yelled at Jimin to go to her. And instead of listening, Jimin took my hand, and we ran. We ran away." Yoongi looks at the boy, confused.
     "We ran and ran and ran, until Jimin knew his mom couldn't catch him. Unfortunately for me, my mom would whoop my ass. But that also isn't the point. The point was, was that I screwed something up. I asked Jimin what was wrong, but he shook his head and apologized."
     "We stayed silent for a little bit, sitting down on the ground waiting for someone to find us, when he finally spoke up. He said: Hide. Before she finds us. I wasn't sure why. And when I asked him, he simply pulled up his sleeves from his hoodie, and there it was. Bruises upon bruises. I remember poking it a little bit when he showed me, and when he slapped my hand away. I asked if his mom did that, and he nodded slowly. He didn't even look up."
     Yoongi gasps quietly. He had no idea. Like the memory was erased from Jimin's mind, or he just hid it all too well.
     "And so when we heard his mom's and my mom's screaming voices, I told Jimin not to worry. That I'd save him. But he didn't care. He told me to run."
     "And did you?" Yoongi asks. Taehyung shrugs.
     "Depends on how you look at it. By the time they reached us, Jimin and I were sobbing, and we were both dragged home. Jimin's mom had apologized and mine had simply shook her head and said it was alright. It wasn't until we got into the car when I told her what I knew about Jimin. I don't remember much after that, but his parents were arrested soon after, and Jimin came to live with us."
     Yoongi sighs. "Wow. I.. I had no idea."

     "It's okay Yoongi. Jimin actually never talks about it. He never has. I'm the one who told Jungkook. And for a while we were a happy family. Jimin finally got used to us and smiled a lot more often."
     "But then?" Yoongi says. "What does this have to do with JiPark13?"

     Taehyung stands up and points at the door. "That's enough." He says. "Now, it's his turn. Wait for him to come to you. He will, I promise."

   Jungkook pulls Yoongi up from the couch, and pushes him out the door.

    "Do you think they'll be alright?" Jungkook asks, and Taehyung shrugs once again. "When are any of us ever alright anyway."

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     Yoongi really couldn't comprehend what was happening. He couldn't believe all of that happened to Jimin, and now there was even more.
     He decided to just go to his apartment. Taehyung was right, Yoongi is there for Jimin and once Jimin was ready, he would go to Yoongi.

    Walking up to his home, he saw a familiar figure. A boy with light pink hair, almost like cotton candy. His stance was steady, and he was leaning against the wall, taking picture of the sky with his phone.

Park Jimin.

    "Jimin?" The boy looks at Yoongi, and smiles. But soon after. He shakes his head.

    "I'm JiHyun."

    And suddenly, things start to connect.

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A/N:
I know I know. I keep putting the truth off. But don't worry, I hope it becomes clear. This is ending VERY soon btw 0_0

Anyway, if you're reading love you 💕💕💕