Third pov.
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"You gotta stop freaking people out A-"
"How about you don't tell me what to do Hansol?"
The paler boy raised an eyebrow at him and flickered his wrist, throwing the rock that was once in his hand.
"Don't call me that!"
"Then you don't call me what you were about to call me!"
"Woah... What did I just walk into?"
"Jooheon tell him not to call me that!"
"Then you don't call me that either!"
He stared intensely at the younger boy. He'd only been dead for a few months and he's already disrespecting the older dead.
"Guys... Yoongi please call Vernon, Vernon and Vernon please call Yoongi, Yoongi"
"Fine...I'll go find something better do."
"There really isn't anything better-"
"I'll find something!"
Yoongi smiled mocking as Vernon walked away from him and his friend. He looked back to Jooheon who played with a rock in his hands and stared down at the ground. Yoongi snapped his finger in his face, grabbing his attention.
"He came again?"
Joonheon nodded his head and kept the sad expression. It was very hard for them too feel, the only way they could feel any emotions was if they were strong. Those included mainly sorrow.
"MinHyuk said today is our three year anniversary... He left me white roses, he said I use to call him that. Yoon-Ouch!" Yoongi smacked the back of his head as hard as his bony arms could manage.
"Please that didn't even tickle. Now knock it off, it's depressing enough around here."
"Fine I'll go mope else where. I'll see what Jiyoon is up to."
Jooheon got up from the ground and left. Yoongi scoffed and lied down on the dirt. The blond from earlier came to mind. A smile took over his face as he remembered his face of horror every time he laughed.
"He was cute."
"Who was cute?"
Hoseok appeared in front of him and sat besides him.
"I heard you were messing with some guy earlier, is it him?"
"Yeah, his face was priceless."
Yoongi chuckled and got up, Hoseok sat up and followed him. They walked around some tombstones for a while before stopping in front of their own. They sat down on the ground and Yoongi spread his legs out while Hoseok held them close to his chest.
"Yoongi...what if we could leave this place... Maybe there's something better out there?"
"Hoseok not this again."
"I mean what if we talk to the weird guy who comes to see us like every two months, it wouldn't kill us to interact with him. Maybe he can get us out of here..."
"Hoseok you know we can't do that, if anyone finds out we're dead we're probably going to get sent away to experiment on. At least that's what the older dead say."
"But Yoongi-"
"Enough Hoseok."
"There's nothing for us here! Don't you want to go out and explore, see what's out there?! We we're once part of them so why not now!?"
"Because we're fucking dead! Get that through you're dead brain!"
"I hate it here! It's boring! Ugh!"
Hoseok got up and walked away, hands balled up into fist. Yoongi sighed and looked down.
"He's right you know."
Yoongi looked up and saw his friend looking down at him, his grey hair completely filled with dirk. At least he Yoongi tried to keep his clean, it wasn't that often that they'd get rain.
"No he's not, no one has ever left. Mark you know how dangerous it's out ther-"
"No we don't Yoongi, we just say that because that's what we've heard. I'm leaving soon just to let you know, Hoseok right and I'm not going to keep wasting my undead life here."
Mark turned around and was about leave but Yoongi held him back by the wrist. He stared at up at him concerned and looked back down before opening his mouth again.
"How will you leave?"
"My friend is coming for me, I'll be staying with him."
"You spoke to a someone you knew..."
"It's better than going to explore by yourself so yes I did. I hope we meet again Yoongi. Good luck, and do yourself a favor and listen to Hoseok for once."
With that he turned around and left.
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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...