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

16

After Hobi had done everything, I felt a deep disgust toward myself. Why did I let this happen? Why did I make these choices? Because of me, di ended up in this condition, and I didn’t even know that Dad’s accident was also a result of my actions. I feel like such a terrible person, someone who has destroyed everyone’s life—my dad’s, my sister’s, Yoongi’s, and even Hobi’s. I felt completely lifeless.

When Hobi left, I knew it was because of me. All the old memories must have been flooding his mind, and I didn’t deserve their forgiveness. I should disappear from their lives and stop disturbing everyone, but I didn’t even have the strength to get up. I just sat there, consumed by self-hatred.

Then, I heard it—a voice, full of desperation and pain, calling my name. I immediately looked up, recognizing that voice. There she was, running toward me. Without thinking, I stood up, and the moment she reached me, she pulled me into a tight embrace. I immediately hugged her back, not wanting to waste a single second. The warmth I had missed so much enveloped me. Tears streamed down my face, and I could feel her tears soaking my shoulder, meaning she was crying too.

I tightened my grip, unwilling to let go. In that moment, I couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality, but none of that mattered. What mattered was that I was in her arms, and if this was a dream, I hoped I would never wake from it.

But then she pulled away and looked at me, her eyes brimming with tears. Even the tears couldn’t stop, as her trembling lips whispered,

Vedu: please don’t go! Please don’t leave me!

Without hesitation, I pulled her into a tight embrace and softly murmured,

Yn: No, I will never leave you.

I gently patted her back, trying to soothe her as her chest hitched with quiet sobs. It was then that I heard a familiar voice. When I looked up, I saw Yoongi standing there, his expression tense, though he remained rooted to the spot, not moving toward us.

I felt a heavy weight settle on my chest as I realized she must have snapped out of it. My voice came out in a worried whisper as I tried to confirm her condition.

Yn: Di!

I gently pulled away from the hug, my hand gripping her shoulder a bit tighter, ensuring she wouldn’t fall as her eyes fluttered shut. Before I could react, Yoongi lightly took her from my hands and cradled her in his arms. With an expression full of concern, he carried her inside the hospital. I followed closely behind him.
Once we reached her ward, Yoongi carefully laid her down on the bed just as the nurses and doctor entered. I quietly stepped out and sat on the bench outside her room, my heart heavy with emotions. It was clear to me now how deeply Yoongi cared for her. A sense of guilt washed over me for all the efforts I had made to keep them apart. Thank God I hadn’t succeeded. Di and Yoongi truly were made for each other. Their love was undeniable, genuine, and pure.

It was then that I felt a presence beside me. I turned to find Yoongi sat beside me, his face blank and his gaze fixed straight ahead. I looked away, unsure of how to react, until I heard his voice.

Yoongi: Thank you.

I was taken aback. What was he thanking me for? I turned to face him, stunned, and saw his eyes welling up with tears—tears of relief and happiness. His face looked relaxed for the first time in a while.

Yn: Why?

Yoongi: If I had known that you coming here would make her better, I would have called you here long ago. I thought your presence would only make Vedu's condition worse, but I was wrong. So, thank you, for coming.

I placed my hand on his shoulder, trying to offer some comfort.

Yn: Yoongi, I’m sorry. I’ve been terrible. I was the one who caused all of this. You don’t need to thank me; I owe you both an apology. I’m not even sure I deserve your gratitude.

He looked at me with a soft gaze.

Yn: Yoongi, I know you must hate me. And I understand why. I was wrong, I hurt you all, and…

Before I could continue, I heard a bitter chuckle escape from him. When I looked up, he was smiling slightly, a faint, almost amused expression on his face.

Yoongi: That’s the problem. I can’t hate you, Yn. You were my best friend. You were the one who was closest to me, someone I shared my entire childhood with. I never expected that one day we’d be apart. And now, if I think about it from your perspective, I realize you weren’t wrong. I should have told you when I started developing feelings for Vedu. Maybe then I could have helped you understand, and we could have avoided all this. But I didn’t. I distanced myself from you. I was the one at fault. After you left and saw Vedu's condition, I blamed you and started saying I hated you. But the truth is, I never hated you. I was just trying to find a way to handle everything, trying to manage my own emotions.

I stood there, shocked that he didn’t hate me. Uncontrollably, tears began to fall as I realized the depth of his feelings. His words hit me in a way I didn’t expect. I whispered through the tears.

Yn: No, Yoongi.

Yoongi: Don’t say anything. As a friend, I just want my best friend back. And as your sister’s husband, I want you to understand that you’re more important to her than I am. She needs you.

We shared a quiet smile just as the doctor walked out. Yoongi immediately walked toward him.

Yoongi: How is she?

Dr: Hyung, she just fainted. Don’t worry. She’ll be awake soon.

Both of us sighed with relief, knowing she was out of danger. I felt a weight lift from my chest, as everything seemed to be falling into place between Yoongi and me. Now, all that remained was for Di to forgive me.

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