[revising] psycho | yoonmin → BOOK 1

十二 | 死亡 death。

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MIN YOONGI

After Yoongi had practically thrown himself out the door after Namjoon had given him directions to the nearest bathroom, he now sat on the closed seated toilet with his hands laced through his mint green hair.

When Namjoon said the word "hope." It was like everything had come rushing back to him only harder this time and he knew he might even let out a few tears because of his distress. That closed feeling had returned, trapping him and his emotions inside. He needed to get them out, scream or throw something just to feel better but he couldn't.

He hadn't even noticed that the sky had begun to dim and the stars were starting to finally themselves. Finally the day was coming to an end, but what did tomorrow bring? Yoongi knew it would be longer than what today had been and he definitely wasn't looking forward to it. If only he could make time stop.

"What have I done to deserve this." He ran this hands tightly through his hair again before throwing them down with a huge sigh.

He didn't know why he chose to lock himself in the bathroom but he needed to be alone right now. Instead he got up from the toilet to look into the mirror, to see his pale features and deathly stare. He looked really bad, ghostly in a way.

"Hyung!"

Yoongi tumbled backwards into the bathroom door with a loud bang as his back made contact with it and he let out a gasp as he he stared at the mirror.

"H-H-...Hoseok?!" He whispered harshly, staring at his best friend through the mirror.

Great, just what he needed. Now he was seeing people through mirrors too, but at least it was just Hoseok and not that half melted janitor guy.

"Y-You.. you are.." Yoongi couldn't even begin to make out words to describe what he was feeling or even seeing right now. It was too unrealistic and Yoongi found himself rubbing his eyes till he saw colors bursting behind his eyelids.

"Hyung, where have you been?!" Hoseok looked the same since the say Yoongi was chased, his hair was still a messy brown mop and he still had on his school uniform, but his face was pure worrisome.

"I can't believe this..." Yoongi still continued to rub his eyes until he felt a hand on his own. It was freezing yet soft to the touched and he immediately jumped backwards hitting the door again.

"Hey stop it, you'll get hurt." Hoseok said firmly, his hand protruding from the glass mirror. Yoongi watched in horror and fascination as Hoseok's body completely removed itself from the bathroom mirror, where he now crouched on the edge of the sink.

"You just... came out of a mirror." Yoongi slapped his hand to his forehead and turned away from his best friend. He hit his head to the door and shook it slightly,"No no no no no.... why me..?"

Hoseok had just crawled out of the mirror like it was the most casual thing to do. Not to mention it looked like something out of The Ring only instead of a creepy long black haired girl crawling out of the TV it was just Hoseok grinning and worried about Yoongi hurting himself.

"I thought you knew." Hoseok had put his hand back on Yoongi's shoulder.

"Knew what? That you crawled out of mirrors? Do you do that in your free time or something?" Yoongi was getting more stressed as the time went by but he was genuinely glad to see Hoseok's face again after all that time.

"No I mean that I'm a ghost." Hoseok's face had twisted into a frown, even his eyes gazed downwards like an abused puppy,"I mean, you are the only one who can actually see me."

Yoongi didn't know what to say after that. Had he been talking to nothing but air this whole time? Did people look at him and see him talking to someone who wasn't actually there but in Yoongi's eyes Hoseok was his only reality?

"So you're... not.." Yoongi didn't want to say the word. That would mean everyone was right about him. Dr. Kang was right about Hoseok never existing, his mother was right about all of his school records but yet here he stood in front of Yoongi, the most loving expression on his face like he hasn't seen Yoongi in forever.

"Mian hae, hyung, I really thought you knew who you were.." Hoseok had backed away from Yoongi, obviously nervous if he had said the right words or not.

"W-what do you mean?!" Yoongi questioned him, even reaching out and gripping Hoseok's arms tightly,"Do you think I'm schizophrenic too?!"

"No no!" Hoseok actually smiled, one of those smiled Yoongi missed so much. The one that made him feel warm inside and bubbly.

"Calling it Schizophrenia is too harsh, that makes you sound like you have contagious disease. You're a Necromancer hyung, the dead are just trying to talk to you."

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Hello again~
I hope this chapter put out some answers, at least a little about Yoongi and Hoseok's relationship and diagnosis. I actually ship Yoonseok as well as Yoonmin and I'll probably include them together a lot, until Jimin comes into the picture later. ;u;
Tell me what you all think!~