Kpop Scenarios

Please Don't Go

A/N: TRIGGER WARNING (Suicide, murder, depressing shit) So, this is my first 'scenario/story'. Hopefully it isn't too awful and it doesn't have too many spelling mistakes. A n y w a y, enjoy this depressing junk.

Taehyung could only stare up at the endless night sky, littered with millions upon millions of diamond stars that seemed to gaze straight back at him. He slowly contorted his mouth into a small, pained smile as he ran his fingers across the cold  ground that he laid on; still gazing into the deep galaxies above him. His dark, twinkling eyes flickering back and forth, from star to star, constellation to constellation as his mind wandered into places unknown to him before that moment. But his restless brain suddenly stopped sifting through his deep, irrelevant thoughts and rested on one single thing. A single feeling.

Pain.

His hand slowly made its way to the source of the strange feeling. He placed his thin, trembling fingers onto his stomach; fumbling around until he felt something...wet. He lifted his hand and tears came to his eyes as everything came flooding back to him. His eyes met with the thick coating of blood that covered his fingers. He let a small whimper escape his cracked lips and remembered the previous events.

Someone -whom he didn't remember the name of- had told him to join them by one of the prettiest rivers Taehyung had ever seen. The water flowed steadily, calmly. The stars were reflected perfectly on the rippled surface. The blossom trees that graced the area around the river were swaying gently in the whispering breeze that caressed not only the soft pink flowers on the branches, but Taehyung himself. He could hear something in the distance, like a small murmur. He heard the sound twice. The sound he now knew to be a barely audible whisper of "I'm sorry."

The gunshot echoed for what seemed like miles. Bouncing off of the empty air and making Taehyung's ears errupt with a sickening ringing. As he felt the sharp pain enter the left side of his stomach, he let out a desperate cry of agony, falling to the rough, hard path of stone that waited beneath him as he clutched at his wounded torso. Tears pricked his eyes and felt a calming sensation wash over him as the scene around him went fuzzy, unrecognisable and then finally, black.

Taehyung just laid there, recalling the events left him at loss for any reaction or words. The pain was increasingly becoming worse and worse as he lay sprawled out across the cold stone path below him. He heard a crunch of leaves beneath feet and he twisted his body to see who was coming toward him. The way he shifted around made him cry out as more blood pumped from the irritated wound. A small droplet of blood splashing against the ground from the corner of his dry, cracked lips. He choked back more blood and tried to remain still as his bloodshot eyes came into focus on the person approaching him.

When he realised, however, his face gathered back a little colour, despite his ever growing blood loss. The person that was staring down at him was...Min Yoongi. He choked and held up one of his trembling, cold hands. But to his confusion, the elder slapped his hand away, a look of hatred in his already dark eyes. "Yoongi..please.."  But Taehyung's pleads for help fell on deaf ears. Yoongi just smiled that same old gummy smile that he always did. Leaning over the younger boy, his hand brushed over the sweat soaked hair that plastered his forehead.

Taehyung's eyes were fixated on the slender figure before him as he openly wept. "Hyung, why? What did I do wrong?"  The desperate whimpers were useless. The elder just fumbled with the gun that rested in his bloody, shaking hands. Searing tears cascaded down Taehyung's trembling face as he awaited an answer from the still silent man that knelt beside him. Eventually, he got his answer.

The elder shot him a crazed smile, pupils dilating and body beginning to shake uncontrollably as he chuckled darkly. "You were going to try and leave me for Jungkook. I loved you so much and for a while, you loved me back. But then along came Jeon Jungkook and your pathetic little heart skipped a beat that was so much more powerful than when you were with me." The laughing stopped, the smile faded and his eyes darkened to their full extent as he stroked Taehyung's hair from his forehead and leaned down to press a gentle kiss to his pale face.

"If I can't have you, nobody can."

Yoongi told the younger boy to look away, but he didn't. He kept his blurring vision fixated on his elder. Tears streamed from his dulling eyes as he saw his best friend slip the barrel between his dry lips. The sound of the second gunshot echoed around the empty, dead air, bouncing off the water, blossom trees and the breeze that carried the noise away. The only noise he heard next was the loud thud of his hyung falling to the ground, limp and lifeless.

Even the sound of Taehyung's crying was fading now, his vision blurring beyond recognition as he began to go numb. Blood splattered across his porcelain skin as he weakly sobbed. He couldn't make anything out anymore as he barely felt the last of his life ebbing away from him. But he uttered one last sentence from his trembling, numb, bloodstained lips before everything faded into an endless ocean of darkness.

"Please...don't go"