the last | yoonmin

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{Yoongi's POV}

"The anguish that dug into my mind countless times"

Im confused.

I don't understand.

How am I possibly living?

It doesn't make sense.

I didn't want to open my eyes.

I wanted to be dead.

I finally force my eyes to be open, seeing Jimin beside me, sleeping.

"Bastard."I sighed.

I knew I was in the hospital.

The IV stuck in my skin,pills next to me and....flowers?

I hated the hospital, I hate it so bad.

I ripped the IV out of my arm and stood up, wobbling.

I leaned on the wall for support.

Hallucinations started to hit me.

I kept seeing things that weren't suppose to be there.

Crashing pianos,screaming and worst of all, Umma.

"U-Umma? Is that you?"I mentally said, running to her to hug her but she disappeared as I hugged the empty air.

"Y-Yoongi? What are you doing?"a voice called out.

I turned around, thinking it was Jimin but in my vision it was Father.

"G-Get away from me..."I nervously said, clinging on the wall.

"I-It's me, Jimin."he approached me.

"Lies."I muttered.

I turned my head and see a old piano.

My love, my passion for piano.

When I was younger, I had mastered my piano skills and won a lot of awards.

Now, look at me, I'm just a suicidal freak.

I stopped piano, I stopped music.

The piano is waiting for me to be played on.

I walked closer to it, crazily.

"Y-Yoongi! What are you doing?"he screamed, grabbing me but I managed to push him off.

I ran to the piano, thinking my hallucinations are real.

I touched the keys of the piano but it responded in a loud screeching sound.

I held my ears and crumble to the ground.

I looked mental...haha, I was already mental.

I got up again and touched the piano keys, blood started to appear on my hands.

My hands shook and I was looking at it in fear.

"What are you doing, Yoongi?! STOP!"he screamed again, tackling me and holding me down.

"LET GO OF ME!"I screamed.

"Yoongi...don't...."he cried.

Reality hit me and my hallucinations were gone.

I blink twice, returning back to reality.

I squirmed on the floor like a worm.

I breathe heavily as I relaxed in Jimin's arms.

Looking at my bloody fingers, I shook in fear.

"I-I thought I was reunited with music...my mind wants it so badly...I can't afford anything. I'm mental, I can't focused."I sobbed, tears flowing down.

"Yoongi...come back to me please. I will make your life better. Trust me."Jimin whispered in my ear.

"How am I able to trust you when I'm in a condition with this?"I yelled.

I got out of his arms and ran to the door.

The door was obviously locked and I knew the doctors were watching me from their camera.

"W-Why....did you have to save me? WHY?!? I wanted to die..."I cried, banging on the door.

All the commotion was coming from me.

I was the cause of chaos.

Suddenly, I felt a pull on my shoulder and was turned around to face Jimin.

His face was an inch close to mine.

He leaned in and his soft lips met with mine.

I felt relaxed as he kissed me.

I let go of my stress and anger and kissed back, not letting go of the kiss.

My bloody hands shook as I reached for his face.

Finally, after minutes of lip contact, I pulled away, staring deep in his eyes.

"Come back to me...I'm nothing without you."Jimin mumbled in my ear.

I paused for a second.

"You shouldn't date a crazy mental guy. I refuse...you deserve better."I said, backing away.

"B-But...I did this for you."Jimin said, showing his arm, full of cuts.

There were about hundreds of them, filling almost to his shoulder.

I gasped.

"It is how many times, I regretted doing that to you."Jimin responded.