Ghost Chasers

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Flashback 3 days before Yeosang's death

I had just gone to bed and was about to fall asleep when I was fully awakened by a loud bang and sat up startled, then the front door banged and I heard sobbing from the next room. Not again... I could hardly bear it, Jimin and Yeosang had been arguing again, which had unfortunately happened a lot in the last few weeks. Yeosang always ran away and sometimes didn't come home for two days and Jimin cried bitterly. It couldn't go on like this. Every time I went to the older boy and comforted him, but he never wanted to tell me exactly what was going on.

It got me down, I didn't want to see him cry all the time, but Yeosang always blocked me when I tried to talk to him about it, even though we usually told each other everything...

This time too, I got up and wanted to walk to him in the next room, but when I opened the door, Jimin was already standing in front of it, about to knock. With a sad smile, I immediately pulled him into my arms and led him to my bed, where he snuggled under the covers and waited for me to take him in my arms. I immediately scooted over to him and cuddled him to me.

"Can I sleep with you for the time being? I can't stay in the room with him anymore..." he asked, sniffling, and I nodded.

"Of course, hyung..." I decided not to question him since he hadn't told me anything the last few times. Instead, I just held him and waited for him to stop crying. When he breathed calmly, I thought he had fallen asleep and was almost startled when I suddenly heard his voice again.

"He's cheating on me..." he then said quietly into the silence and I immediately felt a stab in my heart. What? How could my brother do something like that? How could he do this to him? Jimin was the most lovable person I knew. He simply didn't deserve this. I hugged him tighter to me, trying to give him the support he needed, as the ground had probably just been pulled out from under his feet. He turned to me so that we could look at each other and returned my hug.

"Jimin hyung... I don't know what to say... since when? What's happening now?" I asked, on the verge of tears myself, not wanting Jimin to leave. He meant so much to me, I didn't want him to move out now because they were breaking up.

"For a while now... I suspected it and kept asking him about it, but he denied it... Until today. I'm sure he's back with him now... When he's back, I'll tell him it's over." he replied and my worst fears came true, so I buried my face against his neck and silent tears ran down my face.

"Please don't go, hyung... I can't stand it if you leave..." I whimpered against his skin, now damp from my tears.

"Oh San, I'm only leaving him, not you. I can't go anywhere else for now anyway, you're my family... I just can't stay in his room anymore. Yeosang will probably only be with his new boyfriend now anyway." he comforted me directly and I realized that something was wrong here, because I was supposed to give him comfort.

"Promise me that you won't leave me behind." I demanded and looked at him again.

"I promise. No matter what happens to Yeosang and me, I'll never let you down." he said seriously and wiped a few tears from my cheek. We looked into each other's eyes for a long time and, as always, I just thought how beautiful his eyes were, until my gaze wandered to his mouth and I found it at least as beautiful. When I tried to look into his eyes again, I saw that he was just as fascinated by my mouth and my heart began to beat faster.

I licked my lips briefly because they suddenly felt so dry, which caused Jimin's eyes to widen. Then he looked at me again and I could see the unspoken question on his face. It was the same question that had been running through my mind. How would our lips feel against each other?

Without giving it much thought, I moved my face closer to the older man and he bridged the last bit of distance so that we could meet halfway for a kiss.

The next moment I thought I had landed in heaven, I had never felt such a wonderful feeling of happiness, our gentle movements were almost in sync and I couldn't get enough of his sweet taste. It was as if I had been waiting all my life to kiss him and had finally arrived home.