Unchained | Yoongi

Bereavement

While all that was going on, Yoongi knelt next to his father on the floor. Hot tears fell down his pale cheeks as he took off his jacket and pressed it around the knife in a desperate attempt to reduce bleeding.

Mr Min shook his head weekly and stopped his crying son. "Yoongi... It's no use..."

"No! Father! There has to be a way! You can't die!" Yoongi swatted away his father's hand and continued to try to fix him. Mr Min only offered a sad smile as he stared at his beloved son.

"Son, stop, listen to me," Mr Min commanded. His son reluctantly stopped his frantic attempt and looked his father in the eye.

"Father, no..." Yoongi uttered in despair. Seeing this scene made my heart break. I could almost feel Yoongi's hopelessness as he realised there was nothing he could to save his father. All he could do was to hold his father hand in his final moments.

"Yoongi..." Mr Min's voice was beginning to weaken. "Take over what I do. Help Leader Kim, strengthen FIRE. And...be careful who you trust."

With that, the strength in his hand disappeared and his eyes closed.

"No... Father," Yoongi leaned down and sobbed into his father's limp hand. I knelt down by his side and wrap my arm around his back in an attempt to sooth the heart-wrenching pain I knew he was feeling right now.

"Yoongi," I whispered. I realised my cheeks were wet too.

An emptiness filled Yoongi's eyes. After a few long moments of staring at the corpse and absorbing the reality of what happened, he muttered. "I caused the death of both my parents. I killed my mother when I was born, and now I led my father to his death."

"No! Yoongi you did not!" I said. "You couldn't have known!"

Yoongi shook his head in despair. "He was the last of my relative. Now I have no one."

"That's not true." I didn't know what else to say. Never had I ever been in a situation like this before. I looked at Leader Kim and saw he was too distracted by Natasha Witek to say anything. I knew I had to do something. Yoongi was not a bad person, I despised seeing him like this.

"Yoongi, look at me." I put my hands on his face and turned it toward me. I waited until his gaze focused on me before saying, "Be with me."

Some life returned to his eyes. "What?"

"Be my boyfriend. Then you wouldn't have no one; you would have me."

His gaze softened and he looked all over my face. He slowly nodded and pulled me into a tight embrace. I laid my hand on his head that was buried in the crook of my neck and gently ran through his black hair in an attempt to calm him. His rapid breaths that were hitting the skin of my neck slowed down.

Leader Kim had finished questioning the killer of Yoongi's father and now came to kneel beside his fallen comrade.

"He was a good man," Leader Kim muttered. "He gave his life for me. He is a hero to FIRE."