He wants to bid good riddance to happiness, if it means that Seokjin can share his pain with him. It's worth everything.
"Actually," Seokjin's voice pulls him out of his thoughts. "I couldn't taste anything." he looks at Yoongi, voice trembling, "It felt like ashes as soon as I started chewing. Funny...because I've never tasted ash."
Seokjin is desperately trying to remain calm. Yoongi sees the way his hands quiver, and reaches out to hold them. It's a sudden move, and even Yoongi flinches at how cold it is. But still he wraps both of his hands around Seokjin's.
"You know, you could still run away."
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FanfictionOutside the barrier of a shining paradise, lies a void. People call it the lair of hollow, Yoongi calls it his very own heaven.
