ENIGMA | JIMIN

?thirty-five?

He enjoyed being connected to nature, especially at night.

He was busy thinking about how he was going to shove the cup of noodles into the microwave, even that was too much to do for his lazy ass, when suddenly he hears a deep groan of agony coming from further in the park, nearing the woods.

Being someone who was very good at minding his own business he simply walked on as if he hadn't heard a thing but the more he walked on the louder the groan was getting and this confused him...

Was he walking away from it or was he walking closer to it?

He pauses and rolls his eyes "you gotta help me out here buddy, am I getting closer to you, if yes say "aye" so I can go the other way" he calls out looking around but the groaning continues.

"I know someone who's gonna die" he chuckles as he walks on, squinting his eyes as he blows out a puff of toxic smoke into the air from his chapped lips.

The pain crushing groan fills his ears again making chills run down his spine.

He stopped and sighed "you're not dead yet?" he called out but only the 'hoot' of an owl responding him.

"I'm not qualified to help but I can get some for you" he sighed out and in the distance he could hear someone whisper

"Help"

He frowns and walks towards a large tree where he was sure the voice came from, walking around it he stops when he sees a young man clutching his head, body shaking against the tree.

Yoongi sighs annoyed, "really, you couldn't wait until some other random guy other than me walked by to have your attack?" he muttered looking down at the man who was clutching onto his head while repeatedly balancing his body back and forth.

Having no choice Yoongi throws his unfinished cigarette on the floor and gets on his knees.

"Help me, please help me" the young man whispered over and over again, eyes wide and staring ahead as he clutched his head

"Okay, I'll help" Yoongi says defeated and eyes the young man in search for a pocket or a bag which would possibly carry his medication.

"Do you have a syringe on you, pills or something...?" he asks while patting down the man's side to check for anything at all that could get him out of this situation.

The young man suddenly grabbed him by the collar and looked at him right in the eye, hazelnut brown eyes shifting to black then blue then back at such an incredible speed that Yoongi couldn't help but stumble back, shocked.

"What that fuck?!" he exclaims now on his ass, he stares at the man who oblivious to Yoongi's outburst was still clutching hg his head and muttering "help"

Yoongi had only seen such eye effects in books talking about demons, but he had never seen one up close before, this wasn't normal.

"Are you okay?" he asked with a frown coming closer to the man but keeping a fair distance just in case.

"I need help" the man breathed out and Yoongi looked down at his attire.

The young man was dressed in the most expensive clothes he had ever seen but there was something about him that just didn't seem normal.

"Can you walk?" he asked looking back at his face, such a pure face disoriented by the pain he was feeling.

The young man gives a small shake of the head in response and Yoongi sighs and looks around the park, it was deserted but he had a feeling he couldn't take his time.

"C'mon I'll help you" he says and helps the man up onto his feet before swinging the man's arm over his shoulders and letting him put all his weight on him.