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Everyone openly wept. And that was okay, it was a solemn day. A horrible, horrible day. And crying was one of the stages of grief. Because one day, everyone would heal from this. But that day was not today.
Yoongi found himself standing over the grave, silently crying. One would have thought by now that he would have ran out of tears. He was just so damn sad, but nobody blamed him. He wished it didn't end like that.
He wanted to grow old with Hoseok. He wanted to win more awards with him, he wanted to rap and dance with him on stage, make music. He wanted to marry him one day. He wanted to live in a house together, get pets, and have children, because he knew how much Hoseok had wanted kids.
But all of that was gone now.
And Yoongi was going to be okay. He would live, and he would keep going on. But there would always be a piece of him that had died that day as well.
Ironically, the sky was dark and grey, just like he knew it would always be from there on. He let himself speak one last time before heading to the car where the others were patiently waiting for him,
