Third pov.
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"Namjoon."
"Yoongi? Are you really Yoongi?"
The other two were left standing in the mist of confusion. They could only stand there baffled by the situation presented in front of them. Yoongi had now stood up, his head nodding slowly. The man at the door was better at expressing movement as he ran to the other to engulf him in a hug.
"You're alive!? How!?" The man pulled away. "Did you fake your death?"
Yoongi was still in the shock of it all that he struggled to whisper a question.
"Namjoon?"
The man who did indeed go by that name stepped back, now even more confused.
"Do you not remember me?"
It wasn't that he didn't, it just he wasn't sure if that was really his name. After death thoughts that were once of the living were hazy, especially to the older dead. Yoongi shook his head and informed him that he just wasn't sure, but he'd promise to explain. Namjoon was ready to hear whatever he had to say, but Yoongi looked to the two still standing baffled by what had just happened.
"Wait...how do you know these idiots?" Namjoon questioned, the tear of happiness being pushed off his cheek by his own hand.
"Hey!"
"Whoa!"
"I'm staying with a small blondie, I'll-"
"Jimin?" Namjoon quirked his eyebrow.
Yoongi nodded, but promised to explain somewhere that wasn't there. Namjoon did not hesitate to stand and lead the way to the door.
"You can't take him! We weren't even suppose leave the hous- hey!"
Jungkook was unable to finish his sentence as he was lifted by Namjoon who put him down in the hallway. He continue to yell that he would he killed if Jimin did not find the two home, but the two continue to walk.
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"Two years? Why?"
Yoongi had just told Namjoon on their drive how long he had been a walking corpse since the last time the man had seen him.
"It was forbidden to leave or at least that's what we'd been told. Too dangerous for us defenseless corpses to be walking around."
Namjoon sat quietly processing all the information as they sat in the parked car.
"Um...well you remember Seokjin?"
"No,"
"My boyfriend, the one who lived across the country. Well we got married sometime after you passed away..." he paused, leaving them in an uncomfortable silence.
"And...?" Yoongi attempted to continue on the conversation.
"And then we met Jimin and Jungkook. Chim was my intern for sometime before he went back to focusing completely on his studies, something he won't be able to do much of with his mother gone," Yoongi nodded his head,"And Taehyung met Jin in his office, had a pretty bad cough for sometime so Jin personally looked over him."
Yoongi appreciated the connections made, but he wasn't fully understanding. He waited for Namjoon to unstrap him to his seat before stepping out of the car to be in front of a building that look awfully familiar. It took a few seconds for him to finally piece things together. Seokjin was doctor guy and they lived together here.
"I thought you might want to see him." Namjoon smiled before leading their way in.
Yoongi made a face. Why would he want to see Seokjin? He was confused, but he just followed Namjoon up the stairs. He was feeling too thankful for him having chosen the stairs. Yoongi tried coming up for many explanations for Namjoon thinking he'd want to meet Seokjin, but by the time they reached the apartment he gave up.
"Why would I want to see him?"
Namjoon raised an eyebrow. "I know you guys have been together for the past two years, but that was a bit harsh."
"Two years? What are you..."
Yoongi was cut off as the door opened to reveal Hoseok on the other side.
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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...