Saudade --> Yoonmin

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You know that feeling when you are in bed, your eyelids getting heavier until you completely close your eyes and drift to sleep? Of course you do, that's a normal routine for everyone.

But sometimes, when you are just about to pass out completely for the rest of the night, something snaps and you find yourself wide awake again, feeling like someone has been watching you for quiet some time now.

That's exactly what happened to Min Yoongi who growled in annoyance, disturbed yet again by his own self.

This process became a routine for him since the day he got back from the hospital. He couldn't sleep normally and he felt like he has been constantly watched by someone or something. The doctors said it was normal, constant paranoia was a usual effect after such accident with this kind of consequences.

Yoongi pulled himself up in a sitting position on his bed, rubbing his eyes in frustration.

"Jesus fuck" he mumbled to himself still rubbing his eyes. He loved sleeping, it was his favorite thing to do yet he couldn't enjoy it nowadays.

"Swearing is unattractive"

Yoongi's head shot up in the direction from where he heard the voice. A lump formed in his throat, he even stopped breathing for a moment from the sudden shock.

His lips were lightly parted and dry, his eyes wider than the usual. He was staying still not daring to move even an inch from his spot, not talking, not even blinking.

There wasn't anybody in the room yet he just knew he wasn't alone. It was so quiet, he could swore he was able to hear somebody breathing.

A few seconds passed and he heard a small laugh coming from somewhere else in the room. His head again turned in that direction, only to discover thin air around his tense body.

"You are still the same as before" the voice clarified with a sigh, sounding happy.

Yoongi finally blinked, his eyes were getting dry. He gulped the lump that was in his throat and licked his lips afterwards. Hearing voices? Was he officially mad now?

It wasn't long until he heard a child like laugh and then warm breath hit the back of his neck softly.

That's when Yoongi for the third time turned his head in the direction of the noise. He knew there wasn't going to be anything again so he was about to speak up and look even crazier than he already was, but he was wrong again.

There he was, sitting right next to Yoongi, his once biggest weakness, but now a stranger, smiling in his full glory like everything was pink and flowers, Park Jimin.

-to be continued-
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