Yoonmin Oneshots

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Description: Jimin doesn't have very long left to live, and he's chosen to spend what's left of his time with Yoongi, saying a final goodbye.

Warning: Angst, Cancer & Major character death

Original Fanfic: Sleeping At Last by orphan_account https://archiveofourown.org/works/5876170?view_adult=true

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Yoongi sat beside Jimin's hospital bed, the monitor slowly beeped as Jimin took shallow breaths. The room had been cleared of nurses and family to allow Yoongi some final time alone with his boyfriend. He looked out of the hospital window at a loss for words, the sky was a light grey, the town was wrapped by a heavy, saddening fog, as though everyone was already mourning Jimin. The dim lights of the other buildings that seeped into the otherwise dark hospital room gave the room a slightly yellow glow. Yoongi stood to close the curtain, he didn't want to think of the world continuing without his Jiminie.

"Don't." He heard the soft voice behind him as he crossed the cold hard floor. "I like it." Jimin added. Yoongi nodded, walking back to his seat, his head low as he laced his fingers with Jimin's, which were laying limp behind him; he often couldn't find the energy to move his arms nowadays. "I'm sorry." He breathed, turning his head to face Yoongi. "It wasn't meant to end like this."

"I know." Yoongi smiled softly, looking up at him through his lashes as he held back the tears that had been threatening to pour down his cheeks the second he heard about Jimin's illness. "It's not your fault pabo, it's not like you asked for this." His hand squeezed Jimin's, sadness radiating around them. "Let's not talk about it just now, I want to remember the good times. Remember the time when we all played Mario Kart together?" Jimin laughed, which turned into a cough, which turned into wheezing and a request for water. Once he had stopped coughing he smiled at Yoongi.

"Jin was fucking insane when he lost, that's why we never played it again. But I want to remember something else." Yoongi nodded his head, encouraging Jimin to continue. "Do you remember when we were wrestling at the dorm? You pinned me down like it was nothing, after-all you do play basketball, you were fucking built, like damn." As Jimin's voice grew weaker, Yoongi continued for him.

"And then I leaned down, and we kissed. Trust me, I'll never forget how scared I was of losing my best friend, especially just before our debut. I'm so glad we did though, that night, it was just amazing. Your hair was heaven to tangle my fingers in, and you smelt of strawberries."

"And you smelt like sweat." Jimin interrupted, laughing softly.

"Not my fault I didn't get to shower after practice cus' Tae was hogging the shower once again." Yoongi protested smiling. "Besides, by the end we both smelt like sweat, among other things." He giggled quietly, Jimin doing the same. Jimin let go of his hand and shuffled over to his right, Yoongi understood and helped Jimin all the way to the right before climbing in next to him and lying on top of the covers.

"Can you roll me over?" Jimin asked, Yoongi nodded, turning him so that they were facing each other, their foreheads touching, and their breaths mixing together. Yoongi ran his hand through Jimin's soft brown hair that was slowly starting to form again after the therapy, a sad smile settling on his face as he stared into Jimin's gentle brown eyes.

"Do you miss it?" Jimin asked suddenly, breaking the sad silence.

"Miss what?" Yoongi raised an eyebrow, looking away from Jimin's eyes to take in all of his other features, his hollow jaw, his collarbones that jutted out, and his altogether frail body.

"Being able to do those things, to fuck like rabbits, to share food and not worry about me getting sick, my hair." He smiled a sad smile, squeezing Yoongi's hand lightly. Yoongi felt a lump rising in his throat.

"You know I love every moment I get to have with you, I don't care what we're doing. Plus your hair is coming back, soon you can start dying it crazy colours again." He chuckled softly.

"You know it won't." Jimin said sadly. "We need to face facts properly Yoongi, next time I fall asleep I'm not going to wake up."

"Don't say that." Yoongi hushed, pressing a kiss to Jimin's nose. "You don't know that."

"Yes, I do, Yoongi, and you do too. The chemo was poisoning me, and on top of that the cancer is still there. My kidneys can't handle this, and the doctor's said I shouldn't live for much longer. I can feel it, I know it's tonight."

"But I don't want it to be." Yoongi said almost too quietly for Jimin to hear.

"We don't get a choice." Jimin soothed him. "Let's just savour this, I'm glad I get to spend my last moments with you." Yoongi felt the lump in his throat tighten as a tear trailed down his cheek, followed by another and then another, Jimin's tears soon following suit.

"You know, you've taught me so much, and I love you so much. You showed me how beautiful the universe is, and how amazing it is to exist. You made me feel like the stars were put there for me and me alone, and I can't thank you enough. You've just been so good to me, said so many wise and kind things, I just wish I could hear you say more." Yoongi whispered, drawing Jimin as close as possible.

"Thank you, hyung. I love you, and please don't forget about me, and keep going okay?" Jimin whispered in return.

"I don't know how I will, I don't know how the world will keep turning. It's like it was made just for us, just for us to meet and fall in love." Yoongi chocked back a sob, closing his eyes. "When you're gone it should all end, it's served it's purpose, you lived a happy life and I got to be a part of it, there's no other point."

"Just keep going, I'll watch and take care of you from Heaven. I promise." It was Jimin's turn to choke back his sobs.

"I want to go with you." Yoongi sniffed. "I'll miss you."

"We'll see each other soon enough hyung, soon enough." He smiled softly. "Could I have a glass of water?" He asked quietly. Yoongi nodded, rolling over to get him another glass before helping him sit up to drink it. When he was finished Yoongi put the glass back beside the bed and lowered him back onto his side. He kissed Jimin's cracked and faded lips tenderly, pouring all of his love into it. Jimin kissed back, but as his breathing struggled they were forced to part.

"I love you, Yoongi." Jimin said quietly, his eyelids drooping.

"I love you too."

"Don't forget me." He said softly.

"Never."

As Jimin drew his terminal breath Yoongi hugged him to his chest, his sobs finally escaping. He sat them both up and held Jimin against him, his crying drowning out the flat-lining of the machine. He rubbed Jimin's back, whispering how much he loved him and how much he'd miss him. He remained numb as the nurses and Jimin's friends and family rushed in, all of them chocking out thick cries, huddling together around Jimin.

Slowly Yoongi was pulled away from Jimin to allow the rest of them more time with him, even though their final goodbyes had been said hours earlier. Yoongi pulled J-Hope closer to him (him being the closest) and cried together, watching Jimin's parents hold each other crying, as the beloved boys body laid still surrounded by white sheets, an almost comforting peacefulness permanent on his features.

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Hiya! Now let me just say, by no means am I trying to steal other people's work. I create and write my own stories but sometimes I read others and imagine what they would be like with different characters. I give full credit to the rightful owners (listed at the beginning of each oneshot) and if the original author asks me to remove/take a story down I promise to do so. I wish no harm to be created, and I really hope you enjoy my stories along with the original too! Thank you for reading, and I'll see you in the next oneshot xoxo