In the absence of words, the unspoken could be felt and understood, a skill reserved for those with a keen and observant nature. Jimin possessed this ability naturally, born to be a mood-setter, a source of sunshine, and a protector. It was inherent in him to navigate the unspoken, providing support and understanding without the need for visible expression. On the floor, sharing the space with Taehyung in his emotional turmoil, Jimin experienced a surge of emotions. Whether it was a profound sense of empathy or a compelling urge to protect Taehyung, he allowed the brunet to break down until the tears subsided, leaving a quiet aftermath. Unbeknownst to Jimin, Taehyung wasn't truly settled; he was exhausted. Feeling exposed and vulnerable, he grappled with contemplations of his choices, finding himself at a point where expressing them became an overwhelming challenge. And after that breakdown in front of Jimin, as Taehyung grew quieter, Jimin gently lifted his head, tucking his long hair behind his ears to steal a glance at his beautiful yet pained face, the evidence of his emotional struggle was so clear on it. A dense silence enveloped the room, the condition of Taehyung and his surroundings speaking volumes. Sensing the unspoken, Jimin chose not to pry further and decided to stand up. Taehyung remained grounded until he felt Jimin's hand extended toward him, offering support for him, encouraging him to rise. Taehyung felt a mixture of embarrassment and vulnerability as Jimin continued with his kind gestures. He couldn't comprehend how Jimin consistently tried to be so understanding, despite the high walls Taehyung had erected to keep him distant. Yet, Jimin's kindness proved irresistibly persistent. Gently settling Taehyung on the bed, Jimin started collecting the scattered sheets that had fallen around. Respecting Taehyung's boundaries, he avoided lingering glances and instead focused on gathering all of Taehyung's precious belongings. The brunet was sitting on the bed with his hands on his lap, head hanging low while he continued feeling exposed, vulnerable, and weak. He avoided looking up at Jimin, who tried to observe him through side glances. Jimin gathered all the scattered sheets and neatly arranged them on Taehyung's desk. He then picked up Taehyung's journal and collected the magazines last. Indeed, Jimin had taken note of many things while doing so, respecting Taehyung's privacy while silently acknowledging the depth of his distress. Jimin, having observed the sketches and paintings, noticed a common figure depicted, likely the man Taehyung cried out for—Jungkook. With collected belongings in hand, Jimin walked toward Taehyung, settling down beside him. He took a deep breath before turning towards the brunet.