room 37.

amorism

yoongi sits on the cell floor, staring up at hoseok. he raises his hand. he isn't even aware of his tears.

"god no." his fingers trace the familiar features; his lips, high cheekbones, slender nose and soft hair. yoongi shakes his head.

"it can't be."

"hoseok would have waited for me."

namjoon grabs his wrist, observing it. "they deprived him of the poison. i don't under..." namjoon trails off.

"ah."

"what? what?" yoongi says, tears streaming down his face.

"he's been starving himself." namjoon says. yoongi frowns, but then he sees the discarded food in the corner of his cell.

"he... he wanted to kill himself..." yoongi glances up. "i only got to kiss him once." he tangles his fingers in his hair, hauling himself up to hoseok's height. "i would give anything to relive that moment."

yoongi's lips brush hoseok's forehead, nose, cheeks. "please. come back to me." his tears fall over hoseok's skin. "i would give anything."

"please."

"just come back to me..."