BTS/GOT7 oneshots

(A) Gone. (Vminkook)

In case y'all haven't noticed yet Vminkook is my OTP

Based on Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen) and one scene in Run (2:25 in the video)

Jimin POV

The last thing I remember was the numbing pain in my chest before I fell to the ground. Taehyung held me in his arms, trying to shake me back to reality.

"Jimin! No no no, come back to me!" He looked at his hands, which were covered in my blood.

"What have I done?"

"Taehyu–" I choked up blood, my eyes blinking and straining to stay open. "It's not your fault."

"But you're dying. You're bleeding out so much..." he sobbed, clutching my frail, chubby hand with his bloody, large one. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, but promise me one thing, Tae," I whispered, gripping onto his hand as tight as I could. "Promise me you'll move on, and live without me."

"I don't know if I can..." Tae let out a shaky sob, before kissing my hand.

"I love you, and all I want you to do is promise..."

"I..."

I drew my last breath. My grip loosened on his and my hand fell to the ground.

Taehyung cried, picking me up in his arms, rocking me back and forth. Tears flooded his eyes, staining his cheeks and dripping onto my body.

"I'm such a mistake," he sobbed, holding me tighter. "What did I do?"
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Jungkook POV

Taehyung threw things everywhere, screaming and yelling in frustration.

"–If we had never gone in there, I would have never found the gun! If I never found the gun, Jimin would have never been dead! You see where this is leading? It's all my fault!"

"Hyung, please, calm down!" I stood up, wrapping my arms around him. "It was just an accident, and you can't change the past."

He looked at me, the fires of his anger dying down, being replaced with the tiniest spark of hope. He violently threw me across the room, me landing against the wall before he punched the mirror.

Panting, he looked down at his bleeding fist.

"You're right, you can't change the past."

He wiped the sweat from his face, the blood smearing all over.
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Taehyung POV

Trial was short, everyone knew I did it. I didn't even try to hide it. The jury's verdict was guilty.

I was going on the death row for my crime and sin. I was sure to be damned to hell for this.
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My hands were cuffed as the guards led me to the room where I would be executed. The executioner and doctor already had the shot in his hand, ready.

They made me sit on a patient's bed while the doctor exposed my shoulder.

"Any last words?"

I looked up at the executioner. His mask had eye holes for seeing, and I knew those eyes.

Jeon Jungkook, the youngest of our adopted family. His soft brown eyes looked so worried, almost on the verge of tears. I knew he didn't want to have to kill his brother, but I knew this needed to happen.

"Jimin-hyung, my love, my brother, my light;" I took a deep breath in hesitation as I closed my eyes. "I promise."

Jungkook inserted the needle into my arm, and all went dark.
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I woke up in a bright room, other people all spread around. I looked around the room before my eyes fell on a familiar black haired boy.

"Jimin?" I called.

He turned around, and smiled.

"Hello Taehyung."