After a week, Jin lay in his house, in the room he once shared with Yoongi as he stared blankly at the ceiling. The bed beside him was adorned with full of Yoongi's belongings.
Beside Jin, his own phone buzzed continuously with messages and calls from his production team, acting company, and mainly Jungkook who had been checking in on him whether he was fine.
But Jin didn't respond to anything as he lay there emotionless, his gaze then fixed on the wall where a photo of him and Yoongi smiled back at him, mocking the happiness they once shared.
Yoongi's body had been laid to rest after he died but Jin couldn't bring himself to let go of his belongings and he took them all along with him – his phone, his clothes, his sketchbook and the wedding ring that bound them together, everything.
Despair consumed Jin.
Days passed in a blur of emptiness during which he neither ate nor slept.
With trembling hands, he reached out for Yoongi's clothes that was surrounded him, pulling them close as he buried his face in the fabric, desperate for Yoongi's presence. "Yoongi," he whispered hoarsely. "Yoongi, Yoongi, my Yoongi...."
He whispered his name repeatedly, lost in emotion at the loss of the man he loved more than life itself.
He then looked at the sketchbook on the bed. His trembling hands taking it as he hesitated to open it. There was a key wrapped in thread that secured the book closed.
(It's my sketch book lol. I bought it from Flipkart.)
This was Yoongi's final gift to him, a treasure Jin will always cherish.
With trembling fingers, he carefully unwrapped the thick thread and removed the key as he slowly opened the book.
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Thought We Built A Dynasty...✅ Completed//YoonJin//Btsfanfiction
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