Letter 39

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Dear Yoongi,

The next morning you woke up. You were in a daze like state though and they still haven't told me about what is going on with you.

Your mom and dad are here as well.

They just gave me looks of sympathy as they walked into your room, leaving me waiting by myself. All I could do was sit and play with my thumbs.

You are going to be alright though, right?

I promised I would be there for you, can you do the same?

They finally came back out and walked over to me. Your dad looks a lot like you while your mother has your height.

They asked for my name and I told them. They said you were asking for me.

I got to go in.

You were practically see through and your cheeks and tummy were both sunk in. I quickly scrambled to the side of the bed to put my hand on top of yours. You rolled your head to the side and flipped your hand so that you could lace our fingers together.

"Kookie?" I brought my free hand up to brush away the lose hairs from your face.

"Yes, baby?" I asked quietly. A tear slid down your cheek as I was quick to wipe it away.

"I'm sorry." I brought our hands up and flipped them so that I could place a kiss on your hand.

"Don't be. You're sick but you'll get better. We will get through this." You only shook your head at me. I was sure that you just had a temporary illness. That in a couple weeks time you would be back to normal and would be okay again.

"Kookie, I have leukemia. I'm dying."

And for the first time, I couldn't hold myself together in front of you.

I was the one who broke down in tears. I had ripped myself away from you and started grabbing chairs and water bottles. I threw them around the room as I cried. I lost control of myself as my life started spiraling out of control. Eventually I went back over to you and fell down next to you on the bed. At that same time a nurse had rushed in, probably due to all the noise I was making. When she saw the state both of us were in, she let us be.

She ignored the mess that was the room and us and left.

We are a mess, Yoongs.

I am a mess.

I'm so sorry.

~Kookie

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