My Sunshine❤️||Sope FF|| Min Yoongi|| Jung Hoseok|| one shot||

11

Silence enveloped the room, but my mind was a tempest, replaying the recent events that had left my heart aching. I felt lost, caught in a whirlwind of thoughts. Did she not recognize me, or was she deliberately pretending not to? My heart raced with the fear of losing her—the only family I had, the only warmth of a mother I knew. I felt I had tarnished that bond with my own actions, but I refused to let her slip away. I would fight for her love, for her understanding of my guilt and regret.

Just as I was drowning in these thoughts, a familiar warmth touched my shoulder, pulling me from the abyss. I looked up, my eyes brimming with tears, to find those soft, caring eyes gazing back at me—eyes that had once been cold but now radiated warmth and compassion. His gentle touch on my face, wiping away my tears, calmed the storm within me.

Yn: Di!

I managed to say after countless attempts, my voice barely a whisper. But then he spoke, and his words shattered my already fragile world. Guilt and fear surged through me like a tidal wave, igniting my anxiety. I felt the ground shift beneath me, and suddenly, the world spun around me. Darkness threatened to close in as I felt myself drifting into oblivion.

Hobi pov

After Yoongi left, I knew I had to step in. I couldn’t bear the thought of YN mentioning anything about their past; it could devastate Vedu’s health. As I turned back to look at her, I was struck by her vulnerable state. She was a mess, tears streaming down her face, her pale skin reflecting a whirlwind of emotions: hurt, fear, pain, guilt, regret, and perhaps even self-hatred.

Despite everything she had done—despite being the reason for our tumultuous lives—I couldn’t stand to see her in such distress. I recalled a similar moment in the past, right after her conflict with Veda and Yoongi. Even then, after she had insulted and rejected me, I had rushed to comfort her.

Flashback

I couldn’t shake her from my mind, even after she had pushed me away and insulted me. It felt like I had let her use me, but in truth, I cherished every moment we shared, even the painful ones. Those moments had become some of the best memories of my life, and I would never regret them.

As I made my way to my part-time job at the café, I heard muffled sobs coming from a nearby classroom. My heart raced as I approached, and when I opened the door, I found her—kneeling on the floor, her face buried in her hands. It was YN.

I rushed to her side, kneeling down in front of her, my heart aching at the sight. Her face was flushed, her eyes puffy and red, tears streaming down her cheeks. Without thinking, I pulled her into a tight embrace. She clung to me, sobbing uncontrollably, and I gently patted her back, trying to soothe her.

Hobi: what happened?

I asked softly, Then between her gasps, she began to share everything. My heart sank as she confessed her love for Yoongi—that was why she had rejected me. I understood her perspective, even if I didn’t agree. But she was choosing a path that would only lead to regret.

Yn: I hate… her… I hate her… but why?

she cried, comparing herself to her sister, her voice choked with confusion and despair.

Hoseok: Why are you trying to be like her? Just be yourself.

I cups her face gently and caresses softly.

Hobi: You're much more adorable just the way you are. Don't compare yourself to anyone.

I pulled her again into my embrace and softly patting her back...

Hobi: You're precious to me,

I whispers lowly to don't want her to hear, as it's all about my pure love for her is to let her go.

Flashback ends

I approached her and gently rested my hand on her shoulder. When she looked up, her teary eyes mirrored a familiar vulnerability. The fear, regret, and confusion were unmistakable, and seeing her in such a state always pierced my heart. I tenderly wiped away her tears as she whispered,

Yn: Di!!

I understood her unspoken questions of why didn’t she recognize her? It was clear that she was grappling with more than just uncertainty. I took a deep breath and replied softly,

Hobi: She’s struggling with memory loss, battling a debilitating condition that clouds her mind and haunts her with nightmares.

As soon as the words left my mouth, her expression went blank—her eyes vacant, as if she were adrift in a sea of confusion, unable to grasp anything, unable to feel anything. Before I could say another word, she fainted fell on me.

I swiftly lifted her into my arms in a bridal style and hurried her to the bed, my heart racing with worry over what had happened. It felt as if the world around me had come to a halt. My heart screamed in silent agony, realizing just how deeply I loved her—how it would beat only for her, now and always. With trembling hands, I urgently called Dr. Jin.

When he finally arrived, I quickly ushered him to her side, my heart pounding with anxiety. "Please check on her and let me know what’s going on—is she okay? It can't be that serious, right?" My mind raced with worry as I waited outside the room, allowing him to assess her condition.

As soon as he stepped out, I rushed toward him, my eyes wide with fear and questions. He met my frantic gaze with a calm demeanor, when he gently placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

Jin: Don’t worry, she’s going to be fine! She’ll regain consciousness very soon!

A wave of relief washed over me, and I let out a heavy sigh, feeling the tension begin to ease.

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