His Blue Dog | Sope BOOK #1

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Doctors and nurses surrounded Yoongi's unconscious body, his pulse too weak for a machine to pick up. J-Hope watched with his ears ringing as Yoongi's blood covered the floor, he was bleeding out and going into shock. Namjoon and Bang-PD were distracting themselves with ARMY, explaining in the most innocent way they could on what was happening. Jimin sobbed against Jin, holding his shirt in fear with Jungkook holding onto Taehyung.

"Yoongi..." J-Hope sniffled, tears streaming down his face as Yoongi's pale body jerked in many directions from going into shock. "Please..."

Between us, where everything has changed, I shout out alone, blue~

"Yoongi, p-please don't l-leave me!"

Because of you, blue tears form, blue~

Spring, summer, autumn, winter, always the same feeling, blue~

I want to go back to the time when I didn't know anything, blue~

Yoongi's eyes fell closed as the machine missed his heart beat. The nurses stepped back, allowing the blood to gush everywhere.

When the sun shines in the cold and the clouds enclosed in, blue~

Ride the sky and go to that moment at this moment, blue~

"You know, the main reason I'm not interested right now is because I never wanna actually have sex." "Really?" "Yup. One, you never know if the person actually loves your body or not. Two, you never know if they're actually having fun or whatever. Three, they might just want the sex and not you." "Hmm..." "Makes sense." "Not even with a guy?" "Definately not a guy. A guy is the dominant most of the time, so it can easily turn into rape if you don't want it." "Huh..."

The blue of my heart that comforts me now I'm alone under the blue midnight, blue~

"This is my safe place, Hoseokie." "I make you feel safe?" "Mhm."

"Right now I'm happy...with you."

Blue side, blue side, back to blue side~

Blue side, blue side, back to blue side, blue side~

Blue side, blue side, back to blue side~

Blue side, blue side, back to blue side, blue side~

Blue side, blue side, back to blue side~

Yoongi opened his eyes, and immediately felt regret and pain wash over him.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't kill himself. HOW?! There was blood all over the floor, he probably cut one of his veins,

HOW WAS HE STILL ALIVE?!

He sat up in anger, ripping every cord connected to his body out. Deep stitches and scars littered his arm in every direction and length possible, and he was about to leave the hospital room he was in when the room spun and he felt too light to stand up.