Dead II Yoonmin

45

Yoongi's pov. 

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I should have never left the graveyard. If I hadn't Jimin might be alive now. 

It saddened me to reunite with him in the same place we met, in the exact spot he stood at one point. I was the cause of this and I knew that without a doubt if I never entered his life, he wouldn't be lying six feet under next to where I should be. 

"I'm sorry." 

I repeated those words to him on his first night underground. I couldn't stop myself self from not saying them to him. I was at fault for his death in all aspect and for that I had to apologize. 

I should have looked for helped the night he was hit by the car, something deep inside of me told me to but I didn't listen. It was my dear Jimin who'd been hit by the monstrosity on four wheels. When Jungkook visited he said the man driving was put behind bars and then he cried until he could barely breath. I felt sorry looking at him, I had snatched his brother away from him. All because of me an innocent boy was forced into living with his friends because he had no one left in this world. 

Jin came to see him as well. He too cried like there was no tomorrow, they all did whenever they came for a visit,  Namjoon had to pull him away and they left. He tried looking for me but he couldn't find me because I didn't want to be found so he sent Hoseok. 

I spoke to my old companion and once lover for very little time yet it was the most difficult conversation I have ever had with anyone. 

"So that's it? You're just going to disappear again after this, after all that you've been through with him?" His eyes were water when he said those words and his body trembled every few seconds. "After all he did for us Yoongi? After all that boy did for you?" 

I asked him to leave but he wouldn't. He wanted to know why I had left just yet, he asked if I was hoping for something. He knew I was so I didn't confirm it. 

"If he comes up we'll all be there for him, those who care for him. If you're here waiting just so you can leave with a calm mind I want you to just leave now. I'll find a way to let you know but I don't want you to be the first person he sees when he comes up, even if he won't remember you. Don't make him suffer in days of death as well so please just go." 

He was right in one way but wrong in another. 

I was there waiting to see if he'd return to the world of the breathing but I wasn't going to leave. I wouldn't let him know me in death though, I had caused him enough pain in his living. He didn't deserve to know me in another chance he got in this world and I didn't deserve him for a second time. 

It is the last day Jimin could come up and I have last all hope. 

The sun was setting, meaning in just a few minutes it would mark the two weeks of burial, also ending the hour glass that gave him the opportunity to crawl up. 

"Do you remember the night we lied in bed and I cried in your arms?" I ask him softly. "I had just learned of Hoseok's death, one of the motives being me. Do you remember what I said to you before you told me it wasn't my fault, that it couldn't be?"

The memory flashes in my head and I wish I can turn back time to be in warm embrace. I want to hear his beating heart and the sound of his steady breathes. I want him to be alive. 

"I asked you...'What if I end up killing you too?'."

A tear fell from my eye and unlike that time, he wasn't there to wipe my cheek clean. I let the rest flow to my cheeks as I creased the dirt and stared up at the sky. 

There was only a hint of sunlight left. His time is up, he is gone. 

"I'm sorry for what I have done to you. If it wasn't for me you would have never ended up this way but don't worry, I will pay for my deed by watching over you and torturing my very being when I see your name on this grave. Park Jimin, I loved you and that was my mistake, I'm sorry." 

I lie back in the ground between his grave and mind. I stretch my hands out to feel the ground of both sides as I wait for the last sign of light from the sun to leave the earth. I lift my hand to see the pale bony hand of mine like I had done the day I met Jimin. Then I set it back down on the ground. 

Just before the last glint of light disappear, my hand was gripped onto and the sound of the undead echoed in my ears. 

{Ciel1l}