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"NO!" HE WAS crying as he sat up, tears falling fast and head pounding like mad. He scrambled off of wherever he was laid as fast as he could, only to be stopped by multiple hands.
"Yoongi-hyung! What are you doing?! Stop, please!" A boy with orange hair cried, his arms locking around Yoongi's waist. The peach haired boy's limbs came to a slow stop, trying to process what was going on.
He was in an office of sorts; the nurse wing. Four people stood around him: the nurse, Namjoon, Jimin and Jin. His friends.
"What–What's going on? Why am I here?" He asked, feeling dizzy. He felt Jin's soft hands pushing him back down on the slightly uncomfortable mattress, and this time he didn't fight back.
"You keep doing this, Yoongi," Jin spoke, Namjoon stroking his hyung's hair as Jimin kept his arms locked around his waist. "What's going on? Are you okay?"
"What're you talking about?" Yoongi spoke in short pants. "I'm the one who keeps dying. How on earth would I be okay?"
"Watch your language, hyung." Namjoon corrected him for speaking informally. "But don't get upset with Jin-hyung. He's just asking what all of us are wondering."
"Hyung..." Jimin trailed off, raising his head to look Yoongi in the eye. "We're your friends. Talk to us, please."
But Yoongi had heard enough. He shook his head, pushing the dongsaeng off of him and to the floor. "No one understands! This–this isn't real! I'm dead! I have to be dead!"
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my heart hurts for yoongi ouch
pls stay tuned! lots more exciting things to come :-)
- kat
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