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41 - The End Part 2

Taehyung walked in next, he sat down on the chair that Zhora had placed next to the sofa

      'I guess we have to say goodbye sooner than we thought' I said in a sad voice.

Taehyung shook his head again and again, tears brimming in his eyes

    'There has to be something we can do to save you'

     'There isn't, you know there isn't' I repeated

      'This is all my fault, he would never gone so far if it wasn't to hurt me'

       'Please don't say that Taehyung, this is not your fault.' I answered

       'It is, if I didn't care for you this much he wouldn't have done so'

       'Hey Tae, I don't want you to look at this negatively, we are from two different worlds yet you resemble me so much and I resemble you so much. That's why we connected so well. That's what you need to remember. That you cared for me and I cared for you, and that is a beautiful thing.' 

Tears were streaming down his face

       'I will never forget you y/n'

Tears were now also rolling over my cheek and I held his hand. I could see by his reaction he was shocked by how much I was trembling.

       'Please talk to your father about what happened here'

       'Tell him about our mixed group, and about our bond. It might be a start for peace talks between our two kinds. Tell him how both of our groups were willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of each other.'

Taehyung nodded 'I will' 

Namjoon was the next person

     'My big brother' I said with a somewhat broken smile

      'Sister' he caressed my cheek which by now was pretty sweaty as I truly was heating up.

      'I am sorry to leave you' I said. I wasn't sure what to say to him but the idea of leaving my brother alone in this world without a family broke my heart.

       'I am sorry I couldn't protect you, I should have been your big brother' he said and he swallowed.

I shook my head 'oh Joonie you know I hate those gender roles' He gave me a chuckle and that warmed my heart for a moment.

        'and brother, please tell Jin how you feel. I know it's scary but I am sure he feels the same way. I never pressured you on this because I wanted to give you space but funny enough now that I am dying I realize it's never early enough to tell someone'

He glared at me in shock 

Perhaps shocked I knew or perhaps shocked I told him to do something about it. He didn't deny it though and eventually as he had done before he nodded.

       'I'll say hi to our parents and Nina for you'

Namjoon cried 'you know I am an atheist y/n'

I nodded and caressed his cheek 'I know but still'

      'I love you y/n' he said while he leaned closer and kissed my forehead

       'I love you too brother' I replied.

There was an understanding between the two of us, we had talked about it before, how we knew at some point one of us could die. It was an apocalyptic world. It would hurt to lose someone but (it sounds weird to say this) we almost were used to losing people around us. 

At last Yoongi came in. This was the goodbye I was dreading the most. I remember I told him that I could die because living like this wasn't what I wanted, the moment we shared our first kiss. The funny thing is that now that I had him and I had my brother back I really wanted to live.

    'hey baby' he said with a broken voice

     'hey my love' I answered. I took his hand in mine.

      'I wished we had more time' I said and it came out more as a sob .

Yoongi broke down completely

      'I should have told you how I felt from the moment I knew it. I should have asked you on a date' he said while tears were rolling over his cheeks

I shook my head

     'It was perfect like this, you are perfect' I let out while sobbing loudly

       'I am always going to love you' he said

        'and I love you more than anything, but I do in time want you to find happiness'

He shook his head 'I don't know how to do that without you'

I wanted to say something but I couldn't, I didn't know what to say. If the roles were reversed I'd feel the same. I would be completely lost without him by my side.

so what comfort could I possibly give him?

None.

      'It wasn't supposed to be like this, we were supposed to be together in Jeju, start a family, grow old together' Yoongi let out again. In a way it broke my heart because he was listing things I wanted more than anything but couldn't have anymore, and in a way it warmed my heart because it showed me how strong our love was.

       'You are my fate, no words can express it enough' I replied

        'Thank you for making me happy in this absolute shit world' I added.

Yoongi was crying and the only thing I wanted to do was hold him forever until he was smiling again. 

Everyone gathered in the living room. I suddenly felt a pain again and I coughed, the blood covered my hand yet again. I looked at everyone. We had already said our goodbyes so there was one last thing I had to say.

I took a deep breath

      'I don't want to die in agony caused by this poison. So I need one of you to kill me swiftly'

I knew how selfish my request was, asking the people close to me to kill me but it was my choice. I didn't want my last memory to be of pain, I wanted it to be this, a room full of people that I loved. In this horrible world in which we didn't know anything other than to hate each other there was a group that functioned as one, that respected each other.

I thought about doing it myself but with a sword or knife it was still hard to have that kind of precision, especially because my body was trembling so much plus a part of me maybe was scared I couldn't do it. 

I looked around the room and my eyes stopped at Jungkook's. I couldn't ask my brother, Yoongi or Taehyung. It would be too cruel of me to ask one of them. So my best option would be Jungkook.

his eyes widened and afterwards he clearly looked distressed and shook his head

    'No I can't do it, I am sorry'

     'please' I begged him in a broken voice.

      'I'll do it'

All eyes diverted to Zhora who stared at me, her body completely tense.

She came closer but Yoongi grabbed her wrist to stop her

My eyes focused on him 'please yoongi, I don't want agony to be my last memory'

Tears rolled over his cheeks again and he slowly retracted his hand from Zhora's wrist.

      'I am thankful that I was able to meet such incredible people, you really made my life better' I addressed all of them because they all, in their own way, formed my life.

There were silent sobs coming from the guys.

I looked at Zhora 'I am ready'

    'I am so sorry' her voice trembled  as she took out a knife from her pocket.

I shook my head with a soft smile

     'no..'

     'Thank you' I almost whispered and I closed my eyes as I felt a final sting in my chest.