crossing your path again(VMIN)

3rd person pov:

Jimin stood there in trance, he didn't even realise when his body crashed on the red car behind him.

"sir your call" Namgoong's secretary came with the phone.

"how many times, I have to repeat myself" Namgoong gritted his teeth "about interfering while I'm talking someone" he gives dead look to that man.

"sir, your mother's call"

"this witch" Namgoong mumbles while taking phone and walks away while talking on phone.

Jimin's knees gives up as soon as Namgoong disappears, after a while Kim da-mi comes out from elevator and walks to her car.

"yeah get away from my car" Kim da-mi pokes Jimin but when Jimin doesn't responds she sits on her knees "yeah wha-"

~ring~

Jimin phone started ringing but, he gives the phone to da-mi while taking deep breaths. da-mi looks at phone for a moment and picks.

"hello minie where are you? why don-"

"he cant talk to you right now, something wrong with him" da-mi interrupts jin.

"what happen, where is he?" jin stands up abruptly.

"may be he is panic-

"what?...can you send me location and take care of him until I come there give me 10 minutes please"

"do you think I am a babysitter?" da-mi replies and looks at Jimin "okay 5 minutes"

"thanku thanku I am on my way" jin rushes out of his office.

after 15 minutes:

jin rushes out of the car and runs towards the parking lot, searching for a Jimin and there he sees Jimin sited on his knee's with miserable look.

"minie" jin rushed and kneels down near trembling Jimin and hugs him "minie... take breath" jin says while making circles on his back. but Jimin seems like in trance where the voices cant reach to his ear.

as soon as da-mi sees jin she sits in her car and lefts.

jin looks at Jimin who is still didn't responds and he swallow's the lump in his throat "minie do you remember my poem?" jin asks and Jimin looks at him and barely nods.

"Panic, worry, darkness closing in around you.

These are some of the words I could use to describe your anxiety,

but nothing I can say could speak of its entirety,

as you cry internally thinking you've lost your sanity.

Breathe. You will get through this.

You will get through the sleepless nights,

all the internal fights,

and the days that seem right

when the world hits you with all its might.

Breathe. You will get through this.

I know it might be hard to understand your anxiety,

but I hope today I have given you some clarity.

So the next time someone is scared and feels like they can't breathe,

shaking and crying, unable to see,