14 July 2016
"there's so many people.." yoongi muttered fascinated "and the lights are so pretty during the night~" seokjin adds.
it was Bastille Day and Nice made sure to make a ceremony with quality. yoongi and seokjin walked in the streets eating hotdogs next to dozens of other people, some were tourists and others not, all together to celebrate the Bastille Day. it was nice, the fresh breeze also felt nice, yoongi missed this, being happy with no worries, just being a simple 20-year-old boy hanging with one of his friends while eating hotdogs. he loved it.
"the food truck seemed sketchy but the food actually tastes great!" seokjin exclaimed glancing at yoongi with a shocked expression "never judge a book by his cover bro" yoongi scoffed "bro..." seokjin placed his hand over chest acting dramatic, making both of them laugh out loud, their smiles never fading away.
"hey yoongi can i move in to your house?" he asked his eyes anticipating for his friend asnwer "yes no problem but why?" the other smiled in achievement "i got a new job and your house is closer, also i want to spend more time with my best friend!".
1
"oh and seokjin, my sister is marrying!"
2
"her wedding is next week!"
3
"i cant wait to see he---" "WATCH OUT" a male's terrified voice echoed through the streets and soon screams from everywhere broke.
"w-what?" yoongi asked panicking
"y-yoon...." seokjin trembled touching his friend's shoulder quickly, looking behind them
"YOONGI!!"
black,
all turned black in a split of a second,
an unbearable pain took over their bodies,
screams could be heard in the background.
seokjin was the first to open his eyes, pain was all he felt as he laid in the floor, his leg was broken and his arm was too, he couldnt move them.
seokjin still laying moved his head trying to find his best friend,
and he did
"y-y-yoongi.." he coughed his name,
a tear streaming down, followed by many others,
"yoongi." he called again, chocking a little on his tears,
no response,
"yoongi!!" he screamed out his name but nothing changed.
"are you alright?" someone asked in english, checking seokjin. all he could do was point his finger while begging in english "my friend...please"
seokjin knew that he would survive,
seokjin knew he would be okay after some time,
but seokjin knew
that yoongi wasnt alright.
the man in his 30s went to yoongi and tried to check his pulse and didnt say anything since then, seokjin could only cry "no..." he cried out.
"i'm sorry." the man said to him with a sad expression as he went back to seokjin "i'm sorry for your loss."
🌸end.🌸
was this good
was this sad
«nicole pomykala»
