yoongi walked out of the supermarket with two bags of plastic with food and drinks in his hand. he looked around, recording everything to his head, the view, the colours, the buildings, the people's smiles and laughs, the bird flying and the sound of the guitar being played; he saved everything to his head in case he wouldn't be able to see it again.
as he walked back to his apartment a voice called him,
"yoongi! you beautiful cunt!" the male screamed in the streets making yoongi embarrassed of the man as he just screamed the word "cunt" out loud in the streets. "i haven't seen you in ages man!" the man put his arm around yoongi's neck "you're going to your apartment right? i'll go with you!" he smiled as they started to walk again.
"seokjin why are you here tho?" yoongi asked smiling too as he had missed his friend "damn yoongi you look awful" seokjin stated not replying to yoongi "i know, but thank you for the compliment" yoongi scoffed, "what? you wanted me to lie?" seokjin laughed as he too missed spending time with yoongi "uhm it would be nice, ya know" yoongi grinned back to the older.
"ew yoongi your apartment is a mess!" the older exclaimed after scanning his friend's house while the other just nodded smiling. after a long silence seokjin turned from lively to as if he didn't have a soul "have you also been locked up?..." he asked, his voice completely different from before, yoongi startled looked to seokjin while walking close to him "yeah...and...what's with the also?...you were too?.." he asked quietly, his voice soft "i was too afraid to come out after all... those events ya know.." seokjin sighed while sitting in the futon.
both of them sat there in a comfortable silence but after a while yoongi decided to break it "but... why did you act like that? so lively and happy? as if nothing happened?" they both looked at each other eyes.
"i'm not the only one, i know a lot of people who are....like us. but what's the point of staying all sad and depressed for so long? if we are living at least we should enjoy before it ends, yoongi. we never know the future so we should live life to the fullest. it's hard...y-you kn-know...it's hard yoongi..." seokjin sobbed at he placed his hands in his eyes and resting his forehead in his knees, forming a ball with his body. yoongi also cried silently next to his friend as he looked up to the ceiling and cried.
both of them cried,
they cried,
but at least they cried together.
"hey yoongi today is the bastille day, they are going to do something for it, wanna go?" seokjin asked while they eated the strawberry cake that yoongi bought "why?" he looked up to his friend; seokjin gave a light smile "let's just enjoy life while we can"
and that night they went to Nice.
a/n: i cried while writing this, the song just... gosh i love sam kim
p.s: remember that some of seokjin and yoongi friends may have died in the attacks or got injured
