"I can feel your breath, Yoongi... I can feel your heartbeat too."
Jimin never believed in ghosts-until he met one. Lost in a haunted forest, he found Min Yoongi, a spirit trapped between life and death. What started as fear turned into something de...
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Jimin took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. The soft, sorrowful melody from the piano suddenly stopped at his words. The room was silent now, except for the sound of his own breathing.
"Stop it, Yoongi," Jimin whispered, his voice trembling.
A moment passed before a familiar figure slowly stepped forward from the shadows. Yoongi’s face was pale, his dark eyes filled with sadness. He looked at Jimin as if he was carrying the weight of the world in his heart.
"Come in front of me," Jimin said, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.
Yoongi hesitated but finally moved closer, standing right in front of him. Their gazes locked, and in that moment, words weren’t needed. They were both crying silently, their pain speaking louder than anything they could say.
"I’m sorry, Jimin," Yoongi finally choked out, tears falling down his cheeks. "You know everything? How?"
Jimin’s hands clenched into fists. His chest felt tight, and his mind was racing with everything he had realized. He swallowed hard before speaking again.
"Tell me, Yoongi," Jimin's voice was barely above a whisper. "Why don’t you have a heartbeat? Why is the wound on your stomach still fresh? How did you appear in my room so suddenly when I just saw you downstairs? And..." Jimin's voice broke as he stared at him, eyes filled with pain. "You don’t have a shadow, Yoongi... Do you know why I pushed you away?"
Yoongi looked at him in confusion, waiting for his answer.
Jimin took a shaky breath. "Your breath... It’s not warm like ours. And..." Jimin hesitated before finishing, his voice trembling. "When I stood in front of the mirror, you weren’t there, Yoongi. Your reflection was missing. Because you... you are a ghost. You’re dead. It's just your soul roaming without salvation."
Jimin couldn’t hold back anymore and let his tears fall freely. His whole body shook as he finally spoke the words that had been haunting his mind.
Yoongi looked down, his own tears falling to the ground. "I’m sorry, Jimin," he whispered, his voice barely audible.
"No, Yoongi," Jimin shook his head, his voice breaking. "It’s not your fault."
Jimin stepped forward and gently cupped Yoongi’s face. He could feel how cold his skin was, and it made his heart ache even more.
Yoongi’s body trembled as he stared at him. "No, Jimin," he said in a broken voice. "It’s my fault... for falling in love with you."
Jimin’s breath hitched. His lips parted, but no words came out. His heart ached at the pain in Yoongi’s voice.
"I love you, Jimin," Yoongi admitted, his tears never stopping. "But it’s my fault. I’m a ghost. I soul. I soul who never got salvation. I shouldn’t love anyone."
Yoongi covered his face with his hands, crying silently. Seeing him like this broke Jimin’s heart. Without thinking, Jimin stepped forward and pulled Yoongi into a tight hug.
"Yoongi..." Jimin whispered, holding him close. "You did nothing wrong."
Yoongi buried his face in Jimin’s shoulder, his body shaking. "I’ve done nothing to deserve this, Jimin. Then why? Why did God do this to me? I’ve been wandering here for ten years... all alone... He didn't even free my soul, from this pain." he sobbed. "But then... you came. And for the first time in years, I smiled."
Yoongi pulled back slightly and looked at Jimin with tear-filled eyes. "You made me fall for you," he said, his voice breaking. "And now, I don’t know what to do."
Jimin wiped Yoongi’s tears with his thumb, his own eyes filled with sadness. "Don’t cry, I al—"
Before he could finish, a voice interrupted them.
"What is going on here?" Namjoon’s deep voice echoed through the room.
