Dead II Yoonmin

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Yoongi's pov. 

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I am going to fix this. I am, really but right now is not the time. I look down to the boy curled up in my arms. Jimin looks so soft with his eyes droopy. I mean sure he looks cute all the time but he looks extra cute right now. It the first time since Jennie showed up that we've been able to enjoy ourselves like this. All thanks to Taehyung and Jungkook who forced the woman to intrude on their date. They were awfully excited to show her the world she doesn't remember at all. They took her to an arcade. 

"She's so cute." He squealed at the little girl who suddenly appears on the screen. I kept silent, I don't like kids so I don't agree. Children are small humans who are reckless and selfish. They take take take and expect more instead of keeping their mouth shuts and accepting what they get. I hate it. 

"You don't think so?"

Ring Ring Ring

Saved by the phone! 

Jimin reaches for the device on the night stand and holds it his ear. He says a greeting and stays quiet for a few seconds. He holds the phone to my ear. 

"Hello?" I speak into it. 

"Hyung! Hi Hyung!" 

"Hi Hoonie." I tease him. He hates being called that but I think it's cute. 

"If you're going to use my nickname use it right dammit! My guitar is still waiting to give you another beating you know! Come at my Hyung!" I hold the phone away from my ear and flinch at the loud sound. Jimin looks at the phone with a smile, he kisses my chin. 

"What was that for?" I ask with a dumb look on my face. I couldn't help but smile at the gesture, he's so sweet. He shrugs, his eyes flicker to the phone. I hum and put it back to my ear. 

"You hear me huh! You gonna catch these hands Hyung! Call me that one more time! Do it! Come on! My guitar dares you!" 

I shake my head. Was he really still threatening me? Yep this is definitely my brother.

"Alright! Fine Woozi, I don't want to catch your tiny hands anyway. What do you need." 

"They're not tiny!" He's right they're not. They're skinny and bony like mine, bigger than his face actually. 

"I want you to come over. Chaerin is coming to visit! I'm sure you want to see her too right?!"

I tilt my head and sit up, Jimin slides off my chest. "Who...?" It goes silent on his side for a few seconds. He repeats the name, slowly this time. 

"I heard you squirrel hands, who is that?" 

"You don't remember noona..." He sounds upset. Really disappointed actually. "Um..." 

"You did didn't you!" Now he sounds angry. I huff and toss a leg off the bed. I push the rest of my body weight off the mattress and sit on the edge.

"Listen I'll be right there okay?" I say, trying to sound reassuring as possible. "Don't go anywhere Jihoon." 

He mutters a small yes and hangs up on me. 

"Is everything alright?" Jimin asks. 

"Just peachy." 

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"How can you not remember her Hyung?" Jihoon looks at me with sad eyes. I try searching my brain for any traces of the woman in the photo. 

"I'm sorry Woozi but I don't know. Sometimes my memory is triggered some things I see, clearly this photo is not. Do you have something that's hers that I can touch maybe?" I ask him. He looks down at the hardwood floor for a while before he spring up and runs to his closet. I watch clothes fly out. 

Messy kid. Just like me. I'm proud. 

"This is hers." He throws a black sweater on the bed. I look at the cloth for a second, I take into my hands. Suddenly I feel like I loose my breath despite not having one. 

"Get yourself together you piece of shit!" Chaerin screams at me. She pushes a sliver strand behind her ear and hands me the container in her hand. "Take it Suga!" 

"Chae-"

"We don't have much time! Take it right now! Mark won't have time if you don't take it now!" She shouts in my face. She turns to look out the dark alley we stand in. I can't believe I did this.

"Fool move it!" She takes hold of my  thin shoulders and shakes me. I try to move but my legs suddenly become pudding. "Suga!"

"Noona no! It won't work!"  I scream back at her. Tears are streaming down my face, she wipes them away with her soft thumbs. 

"You want that girl to live right? You say you love her right?" 

I nod feverishly. Screams hit my ears and I collapse. Chaerin falls to her knees as well. "Get it to Mark Agust."

"Don't call me that!" I shout and she slaps her hands over my mouth. The menacing shouts of others stop and all I can hear are footsteps. Footsteps of those who follow us. Those who haunt us.

She looks down the alley with panic in her eyes. Her breathes are heavy as they hit my face because of how close she is. Chaerin's eyes meet mine.

"When you get home make sure Jihoon is in bed and give him a goodnight kiss for me. Tell him Noona loves him very very much okay?"

I nod. I try so hard to keep my whimpers down. She hushes me with a whisper but I couldn't help it. 

"I love you." She kisses my forehead. "Now go." 

She lifts up the hood of her black sweater, he long sliver stands disappear from sight. She gives me one last look of determination before running out of the alley. I cover my mouth with my dirty hands to muffle the sounds of my sobs.

All I hear  are the screams of men threatening to beat my sister. And like the coward I am, I run away.

I brush my hand against the fabric. I look up at Jihoon.

"Chaerin, she's my sister." 

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The queen is in. 

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