Dead II Yoonmin

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"W-We what?" Hoseok stuttered as he pulled away from Yoongi and stared at Namjoon confused. The male in front of them furrowed his eyebrows and nodded his head.

"Um...yeah in Vegas remember?"

"No..." Yoongi looked at Hoseok who looked down at the floor with his eyes widened, clearly he was racking his dead brain for any memories. "Joon that's insane...many of the other dead boys remember their lovers, mine was with me how could we forget!?"

"Why would I lie to you?"

"Why I can't remember something so important!" Hoseok screamed, his eyes glued on the white tile. Yoongi got up and began pacing around, he stopped as he heard the door bell.

"I got it!" yelled Jin from the bed room and came out running. Yoongi pulled on his grey strands and groaned. How could he forget something so important!? Were his feelings for his now friend not strong enough back then? Was a piece of his brain also missing? What if-

"Oh Yoongi! You're okay!" Yoongi turned his head just in time to see Jimin laugh himself at his dead corpse. Yoongi looked down as the boy wrapped his arms around his torso.

"I knew I shouldn't have left you with Jungkook," he pulled away, "Why did you leave!?" his facial expression now angrier.

"You should" *smack* "waited!" *punch* "for me!" *kick*

"Sorry..." Yoongi whispered, not even bothering to comment on the small boy's attack. He grinned as Jimin sighed, his brown eyes turned to the distressed Hoseok.

"Oh...hello. Sorry you had to see that" Jimin walked past the dead boy and towards the other one. He extended out his hand and Hoseok smiled as he shook it.

"Jimin"

"Ho-Hoseok" the orange haired male smiled back. Jimin greeted Namjoon before claiming he need to speak to Seokjin before disappearing into the bed room.

"You said you can't remember much right Yoongs?" Namjoon asked, breaking their uncomfortable silence. Although the question was direction to a specific corpse, Hoseok shook his head.

"Well would like me to remind you?"

Yoongi looked over at Hoseok who looked back at him. He nodded and sat besides the orange haired male. "Talk Joonie"

"Um where should I start?...You guys started dating about a year before Yoongs passe-"

"A year! A year, are you insane!?" Yoongi exclaimed, Namjoon backed away. "You told me to tell you...don't yell at me Hyung"

"Let him talk Yoongs" Hoseok said, waiting for Namjoon to finish. "Ok well yeah...We were all friends back in high school but nothing really started happening until before you died. I remember we had a party at Jackson's and you both got drunk...that's basically how you two happened."

"That's it..." Hoseok mumbled, breaking their uncomfortable silence. "That can't be it" Yoongi finally spoke. Namjoon shrugged, "After that you two got together, there's not much to it"

Yoongi sighed, Hoseok stared up at the ceiling while Namjoon stared at their distressed faces.

"I'm leaving." Yoongi said nothing else and walked right out the door. A few minutes later came out Jimin and they walked to the car without a word.

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Yoongi's Pov.

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A year.

We were together for a year, and yet I can't remember a thing. Some of the boys at the grave were able to remember relationships from years ago and I could barely even a remember one from a year my death and my boyfriend even followed him to the grave.

"Are you okay?" Jimin came out of the bathroom, his hair was wet and he was already in his pajamas. I shake my head although I meant to nod it.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asks as he walks in front of me. I shake my head but Jimin didn't take it as an answer. He crouched down and pulled up my chin so that I would look at him. He seemed to search for something in my eyes.

"You're feeling" Jimin whispered and my eyes widened. The breathing boy raised a hand to the my cheek and creased it. "It sucks right?"

"Y-You're w-wrong. T-That's impossible" I stuttered, refusing to believe the words that had left his mouth.

"Why don't you go to sleep, let it settle in? You can come sleep with me, it is getting colder out and the living room is the last place you'd want to be at night." Jimin said as he looked out the window, droplets stained it.

I shook his head, "I can't feel...". Jimin exhaled through his nose but didn't look away from my eyes, he was making this harder than it needed to be. Jimin stood back up and grabbed my bony hand and pulled him up.

I was too tired to even try to stop him, instead I let him lead me to his bedroom. The only thing illuminating it was the light from the television that hung off the wall.

"You can sleep on that side" he pointed to the right side of the bed and I went to lay on it. I wait for Jimin to settle into his spot before curling up next to him. Maybe he was right, maybe I was starting to feel.

I hate it.

My chest feels heavy and I feel like throwing up although there's nothing to be thrown up. He wraps his arm around shoulder and begins running circles on my back, it's smoothing.

"Something happened with Namjoon Hyung?" he asked, his eyes were set on the television. I nod, "Yeah..."

"It's like three, you should probably sleep" I whisper to him as I catch the time on the clock on his night stand.

"Yoongi?"

"Yeah?"

"What was that kiss from earlier?"

"It was a kiss, what about it? What do you want another one?" I asked sarcastically but he doesn't answer. The room is completely black so I can't see his face.

"Jimin do you want another one?" I ask again, more serious than before. Again he doesn't answer. "Jimin?"

"Goodnight Yoongi" he says and unwrapped his arm from my shoulders, he turns around, away from me. I say nothing and turn the opposite way as well. I closed my eyes, pretending I'd sleep tonight.

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