Will You Remember The Stars || MYG

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A/N - blood sweat and tears is so good 👌🏼

It was so lonely. I pushed my legs back and forth as I tried to move the swing. Tears fell, I knew I couldn't do anything at all to help him. He doesn't even believe what I say, he's better off without me. It seemed to me as if I was becoming evanescent, not only from myself but time and space itself.

I wasn't aware of what was happening around me or even how he felt. I just wanted to hurry and make him remember for my own sake, my own happiness, it wasn't right. Somehow I wanted to fix it and efface the previous actions I had done. My tears continued to fall, multiplying against my jeans.

The words were incessant, running along the paths of my brain. I heard footsteps, I turned to see Yoongi. He was out of breath. "Mi-MinAh" he held his knees as he bent over. He stood up straight and bent himself the other way and screamed. "Arg" he looked at me then, still trying to catch his breath. "I'm sorry" he said walking to me. He grabbed onto me and pulled me into a hug.

"I'm really sorry" I could feel his tear drop "I really don't understand what you said" He pulled away and I could see his eyes puffy. "Grandma said to deny everything you try and say" he wiped his tear and sat on the swing next to me. "I was angry because I couldn't understand anything." I looked over to him, he seemed to be having a breakdown now. I grabbed onto him "it's okay" he fell into my chest.

This is the very first time this had ever happened. I've always been the one to be in his when I needed comfort. I felt so happy and honored, I started to tear up. We held each other and cried. He soon pulled away and got up "Can you help me?" He asked letting his sleeves fall farther than his hands. I nodded, "I want you to help me with my memories" he held onto my hand.

We walked to his house and he grabbed his car keys. The night was still out, he drove all the way to where I had told him to. The summer house. I could only see patches of grass among the grounds of the night, the only source was his headlights. I stared at Yoongi's puffy red eyes, "Are you okay with this?" I asked fidgeting with my fingers. He only nodded and kept his eyes on the rode.

I could hear my heart beating, it raced for some reason. Was I excited to help him with his permission? The car sped fast towards our destination, the other cars flew by. It was like a fantasy, the night sky was shining brighter than any other night. I continued to stare up, my smile grew.

We arrived near the house, a few feet away, we walked towards the vacant house. "Is this it?" He touched the door, I nodded as he opened it up. We walked around as if the furniture were the art in a museum. The decorations of the room, it was dim. I walked towards the picture frame. "Blood, sweat, and tears" it read. I admired it, I've never seen something as beautiful as this.

I began to leave the room and out onto the balcony. As that one night, the air blew against me once again. The only thing was different besides damp hair was how time had passed. I stood where I had been before and took a deep breath of the fresh water scent. It was lovely, I hung over the wooden fence, I stared at my reflection in the water.

Another reflection showed, I stood up and turned to Yoongi. He had his hands in his pockets, "What is all of this?" He asked looking at the water and back at me. "Somewhere we've been together once." I smiled and gazed at the grass on the sides of the house. He hummed in response and was quiet after. "Was it something related to the promise?" I looked over at him.

My lips parted as no words came out, he sat down and smiled at me. "I'm assuming that I was part of the promise since you've asked me about it so many times." I glared at the water again and stood awkwardly quiet. He nodded and walked next towards me, standing against my side. "You wanted to help me right? But you haven't spoken very much since we've gotten here."

I looked up at the sky to see the same stars. It was the right day to come, I pointed at the stars. "Do you remember these?" I smiled at him as I stared at his profile. He just kept looking at it, he didn't seem to understand what I was saying. "What about them?" He said letting his head down. I wasn't sure what to do at this point, I couldn't trigger a memory in him. I was ready to give up.

I walked back inside leaving Yoongi out. I sat on the couch and checked my phone. I didn't notice that's some of the furniture had been moved around. I walked around to see more that had been added. I grabbed onto the decorations and checked them out. I looked over to a painting and saw a man with wings. They've been ripped off of his back.

I've circled around the room about five times. I noticed that Yoongi didn't come back in, I decided to check up on him. I went onto the balcony. Yoongi stared up at the sky that shown brighter than earlier. It was red and so beautiful, exactly like four years ago. The same big star that stood among the smaller stars.

By the time I got near Yoongi, he turned to me. His eyes watered just like a child who had lost his mom. I tried my best to put my hand on his head and comfort him. "Are you okay?" I asked in a soft voice. His cherubic face made me feel like I was wrapped in a warm blanket. He nodded and cover his face. "I'm sorry" He said lightly and looked at me.

Smiling with tears that continued to fall slowly. "Remember four years ago? When I wanted to be with you. These stars are the things that will always hold our memories even if we forget. One look and you'll remember." He stepped back a bit, breathing in a huge amount of air.

He rose up his hand and stuck his pinky out. He smiled brightly and looked me in the eye. "Let's be together, promise?"