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Epilogue ~ Fly...

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Yoongi sat in his hospital bed with eyes still filled with tears as he let them roll down his cheeks. He didn't fight the pain anymore, didn't do anything stop the tears from flowing, he didn't even wipe them away. He was about to die... Jimin, the love of his life was about to sacrifice the life he was given to save his. Yoongi knew he was going to have to face this day one way or another, but he hadn't expected it to come so unexpectedly. Hadn't expected it to hit him so early in life, he had so many things he still wanted to do with him, so many dreams he wished to become reality... once he had found a way to be alive within this world along with his love.

"Yoongi...?" Antoinette's voice rang in the room. He didn't look up, kept his head down so the tears would meet the white of the hospital bed sheets. He didn't like the idea of anyone seeing him in this state of vulnerability either, he wasn't comfortable doing that, especially because the non-existent closeness his mother and father had failed to give him during his childhood, had still not been given to him. His eyes were so swollen, it was visible he hadn't slept in days. Jimin was probably in the operation room right now, getting his heart taken out. It wasn't his to take, Yoongi had plastered that into his mind and fixed the blame purely on himself, for being born and falling so hard for someone he could never have a long-term relationship with. Yoongi never wanted to love again... convinced it was toxic. "...Yoongi are you ready for surgery?"

He scoffed, amused his mother would even ask him such a thing when he was wallowing in depression ever since Jimin had exited the room, stealing one last kiss before he entered the surgical ward with tears beading his waterlines. "What kind of question is that?" he mumbled.

"One that needed to be asked." She closed the door behind her and approached her son with the three-inch kitty heels below her pale feet, clacking on the carpet-less flooring in the private hospital room.

"Well then," he choked out. "my answer to that is no, I am not ready to have my heart taken out and replaced with someone else's."

"Yoongi-" his mother tried to place a hand on his shoulder but he pushed her away, a hasty hand slapping away Antoinette's long, red painted nails without a second to spare.

"No! Don't touch me!" he choked out once again, his throat dried with dehydration. "How could you let this happen?!" he cried weakly. "How could you let him make this decision himself?! How are you all so heartless?! This is a human heart, not just another organ you can replace on a person! He is dead in that operation room the moment they untether the strings of his heart and place it on a silver dish to then plant into me!"

"Yoongi calm down please!" tears sprouted from her eyes. "Your heart please! Ma petite fleur your heart!" he flailed again, this seemed to be a growing theme in their relationship as mother and son. One would start a fight that would lead into another conflict between them.

"This is human life you're all playing with!" he sobbed. "He had so much to live for! He could have been so successful with how smart a-and caring and beautiful he was!" he writhed in agony, feeling the strings of his heart pulling as he thought about Jimin's body just lying there, lifeless, and still being more beautiful than anyone on Earth. "Don't you understand how special he was?! He was more important to me than anything in the world and this is what happens to me?! What did I do to deserve this?! I loved once in my life and this is the outcome! Leave me to die, I don't want to be a part of this world if he isn't present - leave me be!"

"Yoongi please!" she sobbed uncontrollably, holding tightly onto her son's forceful wrists. "Your father will hear you spouting such nonsense and then we'll both be in trouble!" she begged, not knowing what would happen if Yoonbin were to enter and find them fighting. "I know he and I haven't always been there to watch over you, but you have to understand how busy we are as people! We do it all for you! We work day and night to secure your future and it doesn't make us love you any less!"