chapter 7

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Next morning

Y/n's POV

I heard my alarm clock ringing somewhere in the room. It was time to wake up. I tried to move but something was restricting all my movements. Can't be my shooky (plushie)... Who-

I quickly opened my eyes only to be faced by someone's bare chest...

Bare chest...

Bare chest...

Slowly peaking up, I saw his face and tensed up even more...

Yoongi... Sleeping shirtless... On my bed... What actually happened last night???....

But yeah. I need to get ready because we planned on visiting hospital today.

And God! Was it difficult?... To break free from his arms without waking him up...

Once free, I opened the window to let in some fresh morning air... Yoongi has to wake up anyways...

Looking back at him, he seemed so cute, unlike the times he was awake... There were times when I think he's even scary...

Let's brush my teeth first!

While doing my morning routine, I noticed something... My clothes... I do not remember changing them... Heck I do not even remember when I hit the bed last night! Who could have-

I'll have to ask Yoongi... What if he was the one-   No. No. No. He won't-

Changing my clothes into some casuals after a short bath, I walked out of the room with my phone in my hand.

Should I have woken him up?

I'll check on breakfast preparations first. We have guests after all.

Less than five steps from my door, my phone rang... Usual ringtone but looking at the caller ID, my heart was filled with unknown dread.

"Hospital"

I quickly picked up the call...

Me: hello?

?? : hello, miss Kim y/n?

Me: yes.

?? : we're sorry to inform you but last night your father-

My heart sank and I was terrified of what she was going to say next...

I don't want to hear it...

?? : your father, Mr. Kim, passed away. We-

The phone slipped from my hand. This was something I was afraid of. Very very afraid. He was my only family...

I can't- I can't live without him... I... I... I can't b...b-..breathe....

Yoongi's POV

I woke up all alone on this bed. Where's y/n?

Looking around, I saw the window open... She must be downstairs...

As I was getting out of bed I heard a sound as if something dropped, just outside my room.

I hurriedly walked out and the sight literally made me panicked.

There, my wife was literally struggling to breathe. I stumbled on a phone and saw that a call was ongoing.

And it was from the Hospital!

I kept the phone on my ear and sat down near my wife, rubbing her back...

On the call.

?? : Hello?...Hello miss kim?? Hell-

Me: what is it?

?? : miss kim?

Me: I'm her husband! What did you say to her.

??: her father passed away last night. You need to come-

...

I mumbled a quick ok along with a few curse words and kept the phone aside.

I held her trembling shoulders and made her look at me. She was so fragile.

Me: B-baby-

Y/n: d-dad...

Me: It's alright, you're not alone...

Y/n: I-

Me: let's go...

I carried her back to the bedroom and placed her on the bed.

I need to change my clothes.

Me: stay here! Let me just change my clothes and we'll go see dad!

I looked into to her eyes for a few moments before picking up some clothes and going to the bathroom.

Five minutes later, I came out to see her sitting in the same position I left her in. Quickly walking to her side, I hugged her tightly... Very tightly

Me: let's go and meet dad...

She looked up at me pleadingly.

Me: listen baby. Everything will be fine! let's go...

Y/n's POV

Hospital

Yoongi brought me to the hospital but I don't want to go inside!
I don't want to see the sight I've been dreading since last few months. Maybe, it's just a nightmare... Maybe, it's not true... Maybe-

My Thoughts were cut off when someone held my hand and pulled me out of the car. Looking at him, my tears couldn't stop. He was squeezing my wrist, as if assuring me that everything was fine but I knew it wasn't. One thing I felt was that I wasn't alone. His eyes told me that I wasn't alone but-

Before I could dwell more into the thoughts again, he pulled me into the building...

A building I dreaded.

A building where my dad lost his life...

Within moments, I was standing in front of the door... The room where my father's lifeless body lies...

I don't want to step in.

I don't have the strength to...

But once again, He opened the door and pulled me inside with him...

Towards the bed... Of my dad...


<<<I don't think I could do justice to this chapter since I'm inexperienced in death field... But I did my best 🥺>>

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