The Six Stages Of Grief {BTS fanfiction}

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Everyone knew Hoseok was dead, everyone had suspicions on what Hoseok had done to just fall over and die and the test results to confirm everyone's suspicions were coming in today.

Yoongi anticipated it the most. He waited so long for this day, so once Namjoon's phone went off Yoongi dove for it.

"Hello?" He panted.

"Is this Mr. Kim?" The lady on the other line politely asked.

"Yes," Yoongi responded as if he were Namjoon.

"The results showed that your friend did overdose. With all of the evidence and the rest of the results, it was intentional. Did Hoseok ever show signs of being suicidal?" The lady asked.

Yoongi didn't want to answer he didn't need to answer so he immediately hung up and before Namjoon could say anything Yoongi stormed out.

As Yoongi stormed out he saw Taehyung literally skipping down the hall.

"Hyung, Why do you look mad?" Taehyung asked innocently.

"What do you think?" Yoongi growled.

"Well, then why are you mad?" Taehyung asked.

"Do you want to know why I'm mad?" Yoongi had started to raise his voice. He was about to yell so loud that hopefully it would get through Taehyung's thick skull and he would just realize that Hoseok had killed himself and Jin had been dead for a week and a half, but before he could Jungkook quickly ran out to stop him.

"Tae!" Jungkook yelled.

"Kookie!" Taehyung yelled back with a small smile.

"Can I talk to you for a moment?" Jungkook asked Taehyung.

Taehyung nodded with a smile and as they walked away Jungkook made sure to shoot Yoongi a glare before he left with Taehyung into the living room. Jungkook sat Taehyung on the couch and, as if Taehyung was a toddler, Jungkook kneeled in front of Taehyung.

"Look, I know that it might be a bit hard for you to understand, but you remember Hoseok hyung, right?" Jungkook asked looking up at Taehyung. Taehyung nodded. "Well, he isn't here anymore. He's dead. He isn't coming home."

This hit Taehyung hard. It hit Taehyung so hard that it got him out of his toddler-like trance. Taehyung slowly nodded.

"How?" Taehyung asked quietly.

"He overdosed," Jungkook said speaking down to Taehyung as if he were a toddler.

"I see." Taehyung nodded.

After being informed that Hoseok's funeral would take place tomorrow Taehyung left.

He walked the dark streets. Every step was hard to take and Taehyung couldn't stay in his denial stage anymore. Not only had he lost his friend, Jin, but he had lost Hoseok. Now he had to accept two of his best friends' deaths.

Taehyung kept his hood up as he walked down the damp streets. Small raindrops landed on his face every once in awhile, but the rain had pretty much stopped and it just left the damp streets and flooded gutters behind.

Questions did not flood his mind anymore, instead, his mind only played a small tune as he walked down the streets. His peace did not last long. Soon enough he realized what the tune he had been humming was. Young forever. That was the name of the song. Then - as if on cue - The rain started to pour down. The rain was loud and cold and masked Taehyung's red, teary-eyed, puffy, and broken face quite well. This had pulled Taehyung out of his toddler-like state and threw him into reality. Now he was stuck in a horrible reality. Maybe this is just a bad dream, he thought to himself. I'm going to wake up any moment now. Except, he never did "wake up" because it wasn't a dream.