Dead II Yoonmin

11

Yoongi's pov.

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"Kid's doctor? That's disgusting"

I look around at the bright blue walls and animations on the wall, what an atrocious place. I can hear the screams of one of the small humans from down the hall.

"It temporary really, it a form of punishment for um... reasons." Jin says, he's face turning red. He lingers no more on the statement and points to the bed where I walk over to lay on. The shuffle on the hard bed they call a bed. The dirt I slept on for years was more comfortable than the so called bed. Before I could open my mouth to complain, Jimin stops me.  

"Don't,  Yoongs"

"Yoongs? That's the best you got?"

"How about love of my life?"

I burst out laughing at what Jin said, Jimin of course didn't find the joke that amusing. He slapped his bare hand across my arm, but that does nothing so I keep on laughing. I finally stop and once I do, Jin is right in front of me with something wrapped around his neck, the same thing he used on my chest the other night. 

"You know how it goes, I want you to lay down this time."

I nod my head and obey his orders. I lay on the hard surface and let my eyes trail over the smooth looking ceiling. 

"Breathe." He commands. 

As I do the commands that follow, I look over at blondie. He seems very entertained by his hands, he hold one of them out in front of his face and just stares. His small hands seem to fascinated him so much since he's looking at them as if he's never seem a pair of hands in his life, it's cute.

"Okay Yoongi, there's something I'd like to do but I must ask you first. Jimin, get out."

I look over at the petite boy and he perks up, he raises his eyebrow and looks at Jin before looking over at me. I just shrug and he gets up.

"Is everything all right?"

"Everything's fine, I mean he's dead what's worse than that?"

I nod in agreement with the doctor, he knows his stuff. Jimin nods and doesn't say a word as he heads for the door and closes it. I watch as Jin puts on a pair of gloves before turning to me.

"Now..."

***

Jimin's pov.

I leave the room, and start walking down the hallway. It's kind of odd that Jin is so interested in Yoongi, I mean he's dead what else do you need to know. Well he's a doctor so maybe that's why. I find a seat and dig into my pocket for my phone. 

"Noooooooo!" I whisper loudly to myself. I had left my phone with Yoongi. There was no way I was sitting in the waiting room watching boring cartoons for however long. I rush back to the room they're in. I knock and stick my head in. 

"I forgot my phone! Can I get it?"

Jin moves away from Yoongi to grab the phone that was currently resting on his desk. As he moves to get it and then hand it to me I look over to Yoongi whose now sitting shirtless on the bed. He watches as my attention is drawn to his pale chest, but specifically the scar that goes across it. 

"Take your phone and stop checking me out, pervert."

"I-I was not! Thank you very much!" 

I grab the phone from his hand and start walking back. I hear the door shut behind me as I'm down the hall. Just as I past the reception desk, a hand grabs mine. 

"Chim Chim you gotta lil cold again, honey?"

I chuckle as I recognize the voice, I turn around and see Sehun with a smirk on his face. I chuckle and go in to slap his arm. 

"I'm here for a friend, actually." I inform him. "How's life treating you? It's been a while."

Sehun and I met while he was finishing his last year in college. We went through a few parties together so it had been a while since I had last seen him. He goes on to explain how chaotic his life with his partner and their fluffy white dog. He rambles on his work before asking me how life was treating me since my mother's passing. I was quickly to give him a shaky response. I could not tell him I had adopted a dead boy as a companion on one of my visit to see her. I was saved by a phone call from Jin. He called me to comeback into the room now that the examination was done. I excused myself from Sehun's presence and head back into the room where Yoongi is still sitting on the bed putting his shirt back on.

"Everything okay?" I ask as I see Jin's pale face looking down at what appear to be a blank piece of paper. He was looking like Yoongi. 

"Um..."

"Go on,"Yoongi encourages him, "tell him." 

"Tell me what?" 

He stays silent for a few seconds. 

"His heart is not in there"

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