Chapter 3: 2. Silent Treatment
The water droplets are pattering on the long glass windows and doors of the cafe as he observes them from behind the corner. There are no more customers, just Taehyung and Jimin are the ones present. Jimin is working upon his sketches sitting far away from the latter while Taehyung is lost deep in his incomprehensible thoughts. The incident from the evening earlier is still wrecking his nerves.
Who was that black silhouette he talked to?! What exactly got into him?
It was more like someone replaced his soul with one of their own and communicated with that black silhouette for him.
Since after Jungkook left, it's all his nerves have been revolving around. He needs an explanation he knows he might not ever get. Was he daydreaming or was it a reverie? Well actually a one because he isn't acquaintance with that black silhouette that oddly feels to someone he knows very well.
The blaring sounds of the questions howling inside him is shushed through the ringing of his phone which he fishes out from his pocket, reads the caller name before accepting the call and pressing it against his ear.
"Yea hyung?"
"Is Jimin there?"
Taehyung glances over at his friend who is engaged in drawing sketches. Jimin, sure loves drawing a lot. His eyes glimmer with the intense passion whenever his fingers get hold of the pencil and maneuver it.
"Umm yea."
"Why isn't he picking up his phone?" Follows the screeching voice of the elder from the phone, clearly representing how worried he was.
"Jimin-ah why aren't you picking up calls?" Taehyung calls out for his friend who later lifts up his gaze to face him before checking up his phone.
"It was on silent." Jimin replies nonchalantly before drowning himself back to his art world.
"Yoo--
"Don'ttellhimthatIcalled." The elder speaks fastly interrupting taehyung in the middle.
"Drop him at the house. He might not want me to pick him up." He adds and after receiving a hmm from taehyung, he's quick to hang up the phone with a sigh.
Meanwhile the rain slowed down. Now it's drizzling slowly. The wind has begun to blow assuring that the drizzling will come to halt sooner.
"The rain will stop soon. Let me drive you home." Taehyung proposed.
Jimin pauses his pencils and passes a glance over his drawing. It's almost done but still needs the final touch and strokes. He'll finish it later. It's going late. Taehyung needs to be home too.
"Ah let's go." He closes his sketchbook with these words and rises up from the table.
Taehyung cheerfully hums to the random song playing on the car radio as he drives towards Jimin apartment, to be precise Jimin and Yoongi's shared apartment.
"It was yoongi. Wasn't it?" Jimin questions, although he knows the answer. His phone was flooded with messages and calls from yoongi. Keeping his phone on silent was something he intently has done. It was his part of giving him silent treatment.
"This area has changed a lot since past years. Don't you think so? There weren't so much buildings here before." Taehyung asks, ignoring his friend's question as if it has passed over his head.
"Don't try to change the topic taehyung. I asked you something. Was it yoongi who called?" Jimin asks trampling over latter's lame efforts to bury the subject.
Taehyung stops in front of their apartment and lets out a sigh in defeat before he shifts his vision to his friend and nods replying, "Yes it was hyung. He was worried for you."
Jimin didn't wait up to listen more taehyung might have to say. The latter sighs deeply shaking her head slightly after Jimin exits the car. He know Jimin and yoongi weren't on good terms now. Every relationship has its ups and downs. Now it was one for their.
"I hope they sort it out soon." Taehyung mutters under his breathe. He doesn't want to live Jimin anymore like this. He doesn't want him to continue giving Yoongi, silent treatment. It's hurting both of them. Usually Jimin enters the cafe with a beaming smile shining on his handsome face but now even if he smiles a lot to make taehyung believe that he's happy, taehyung won't buy it because he knows Jimin more than Jimin knows himself.
***
Water runs down the shower intimating him yoongi is showering. Jimin places his sketchbook on the working desk and grabbing his favourite long pink plushie from the bed walks over to the couch to sleep. He doesn't want to face yoongi. His mere stare is enough to melt him. If he stays awake, yoongi will try to talk to him and he wants to keep up with his silent treatment.
He hastily lays down on the couch and hugs his plushie. If it's to be another day, that plushie will be yoongi as he's habituated of hugging someone while sleeping. The door of the washroom opens with a creaking sound. Jimin forces shut his eyes pretending to be asleep.
A relief washes over him as he finds Jimin sleeping peacefully on the couch. His gummy smile appears watching Jimin cuddling with a plushie. He looks adorable like this, not much different from a kid.
He parts the plushie from the latter, picks him up from the couch and carefully lays him down on the bed making sure not to intervene in his dreamland but only if he know Jimin is wide awake to take all of his activities. Not bothering to wear any shirt, only in trousers, elder accompanies the shorter male by his side. Yoongi wraps his arm around his torso and shifts his face into the latter's neck before peppering it with soft kisses. Jimin tries to contains himself from moving as his cold lips make contact with his sensitive spot, myriad times.
"I don't like it when you don't talk to me. Please talk to me. I miss you." Yoongi reaches out for jimin's hands and intertwines them with his own before scooting himself more closer to the shorter male so that their bodies held no space, not even for air.
Jimin's heart does flips in his stomach but sadness trails side by side with it. These are the words he wants to hear when he's awake, not asleep. He wants yoongi to tell him face to face that he doesn't like it when he doesn't talk to him. He wants yoongi to tell him that he misses him. He wants yoongi to show affection and love when he's awake. Just once and he will break all of his walls and embrace him tightly.
***
Taehyung decides to cook up something for him and Jungkook who still hasn't returned home yet. The rain has stopped and now the weather has turned chilly. Well, It's mid October.
After tearing off the packet using his mouth, he puts the spaghetti in the beaker and waits for it to get cooked while watching movie on the tv. Nearly after fifteen minutes, he decides up to check on the spaghetti as its sweet aroma begins to fill the house. He puts the flame off after having a view of the perfectly cooked meal and that's when the front door opens signalling the arrival of younger. No else knows the door password.
"Hyung hyung hyung." Jungkook parrots running towards the elder who's busy in serving and hugs him from behind, wrapping his large palms around his torso.
"It's so cold outside." Younger cooes still backhugging the daylights out of latter, his teeth slightly chattering. Taehyung burst out into fits of giggles and it takes him a while to realise that
he just got goosebumps...
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