wake up // sope [completed]

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[Hoseok's POV]

[FLASHBACK]

It was my birthday. I had just turned 22, and I was waiting for Yoongi in our room. I casually flipped through the channels on TV, never sticking to a show for too long.

I heard the door open and shut, but I didn't hear Yoongi walking towards the room. Even though I was excited to see him, I decided to give him a minute to relax and he would come to the room when he was ready.

Half an hour had passed and he still hadn't come into the room. I was biting my lip and I turned the TV down to try to hear what Yoongi was doing. All of a sudden, a giant crash came from the kitchen. I jumped up and raced out of the room to find Yoongi leaning against the table, his head down, his chest moving up and down with every fast breath he took.

Everything had been pushed off the table, glass shreds covering the floor, papers and flowers thrown across the room.

I noticed tears rolling down Yoongi's cheeks and my heart immediately stopped. I took a shaky breath and stepped towards Yoongi, attempting to avoid the shattered glass.

"Baby? What happened?" I finally reached Yoongi. His fists were clenched, his knuckles white. His eyes were shut tightly, his face wet from his tears. I slowly grabbed his hands, easing them open, pulling him into me.

"My mom," Yoongi sobbed. "Hobi, she died. What am I going to do without her?" He crumpled to the floor, his sobs racking his whole body. I kneeled in front of him, cupping his face in my hands.

"Baby, look at me, please," He opened his eyes, tears threatening to spill. "I know it's hard, and I love you so much. She's looking down on you, I promise." He took a weak breath in. "She's your guardian angel, she always has been. Everything will be alright. Okay? I love you."

Yoongi nodded and closed his eyes, his breaths short and shallow. He laid his head on my lap, sniffling as I ran my fingers through his hair. He fell asleep, so I brought him to our bed and silently went back to the kitchen to clean up the mess.

My heart ached for Yoongi. I know how much she meant to him.

I heard Yoongi scream. I ran to our room to see him tossing and turning, his pillow wet with tears. I quickly shook him awake, telling him it was just a nightmare. He relaxed into my arms, whimpering, but quickly fell back asleep.

I sighed and rocked Yoongi in my arms.

I knew it would be a long night, but I was more than willing to help Yoongi with and through anything.

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Definitely depressing. buuuuut I wanted to show the stressor in yoongis life:'(

Oki anyway thanks for waiting for an update ik its been a few days :)

Byyyyeeeejcjejdw

-sam