(Yoongi pov.)
It's another day by my tombstone and like most days no one has come to see me. I get up from my spot and start walking around. With nothing much to see and do, peraphs it's time to see what Hoseok's up to. I find him laying on a newly placed tombstone. Some woman died the other day and got placed near our graves. I lay besides him and look up into the gloomy sky.
"How many days has it been since they buried her?"
"A few days I guess."
"She hasn't come out?"
He shakes his head and I hum. Most adults and elderly people don't crawl back up to join us walking dead. They simply stay and rot as it should be.
"There's been no young people lately. They're getting sent to some other cemetery." Hoseok says as he sits up."It would be nice, you know, to have some new people around."
He gets on his two feet and walks away from me.
"Alright then, bye" I say sarcastically and roll my eyes.
Hoseok is among my few friends here. I can't remember much of my life but I do know Hoseok was in it. We appeared around the same time and he just seemed so familiar. Not to mention there's a guy who comes to see us both. He always calls us idiots and sometimes even cries for a while before leaving. That guy literally only comes to insult us. I've thought of speaking with him, but he's bigger than me. He could probably knock me out, but it's not like he'll kill me.
I lay on a large tombstone and stare up at the sky. I bring my hand up and look at my pale bony fingers. I turn my head as I hear crunches and see someone approaching me. The boy stops at the grave Hoseok and I were at not too long ago. He puts down a bouquet of white roses.
"Hey Eomma... I brought you your favorite. W-White Ro-Roses" The boy with the soft sweet voice wipes away some tears. He sits down on the grass and begins to cry. I stare at him curiously.
"Ju-Jungkook is still too upset to co-come. I know it's only been a week but I miss you so much." he breaks down, more tears spilling from his soft looking eyes.
"You crying over her won't make her come back. It's a waste of time, you're just wetting her grave." I come closer to him and he looks up. "W-What?" he stares at me confused with his red puffy eyes.
"You're wetting it, see" I point down at the darker parts on the tombstone. He sniffs and looks down. He keeps his gaze there for awhile before looking back up. "Who are you to come tell me I'm dirtying MY own mother's grave huh?" he glares at me and I shrug.
"Just saying. I wouldn't want anyone's salty tears all over my grave."
"What? You wouldn't know if someone cried over you because you'd be dead."
"But I am dead"
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Two new yoonmin books out as once, i feel niceHope you enjoyed!
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Dead II Yoonmin
FanfictionHi I'm Min Yoongi. I have white hair, more like grey. I'm skinny and pale. People use to call me short but I don't think I am. Anyway I'm about 2 years old now. Yeah you're probably wondering how can you be two and talking? Well that's because I'm t...