Dreams - Min YoongixReader

Mistake

"You should come to the fan meet tomorrow." Yoongi suggested.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"2 pm." he responded.

"I can't remember the last time I've ever went to a fan meet." I thought for a moment.

"Who for?" he asked.

"Ladies Code." I said.

"Never heard of them." Yoongi said lowly.

I felt like throwing pictures of them at him. The reason I didn't was because these days I was busy. I did listen to old music from America sometimes. Something about old music tickled my fancy. A weird way to put it but I don't know how else to express my feelings. Yoongi stared at my hands as we were sitting in a coffee shop. Being zoned out was better than being zoned in because you are the master of what goes on. The talks and whispers were faded from my listening.

I took a sip of my latté. Yoongi grabbed my free hand and looked into my eyes. I swear we floated for a second. He smiled at my flushed face.

"Well, I have to go. My phone is bring blown up by Hoseok." he frowned.

"Oh alright, I will see you tomorrow." I sighed.

He waved to me and I did the same. After a few minutes I left for home, too. On my way I stopped in front of a small furniture store. I could see familiar items from when I was young. Chul ran across my mind, I haven't seen him in weeks. He hasn't wrote either. Suddenly a worker closed the blinds on me. Rude. I had finally come home. My mailbox seemed full today because it was half open. A box and a letter was all in there.

I went to open it but a kid ran into me. Luckily, they fell down into the snow instead of me.

"Hey, are you okay?" I knelt down to them.

"Yah! Don't look at me!" the girl ran off.

"You little brat." I mumbled.

I stood up and grabbed the box and letter.  Going into my room, I sat on my bed and opened the letter.

Dear Yooni,

   We hope you had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! We hope that Chul had a great time when he was with you. In the past few days there has been an explosion with tons of our troops gone missing and/or had been in that explosion. Luckily, some faces and bodies were recognized while others weren't. Anyways, it's safe to say that you can have this. Please open the box.

        Sincerely,

           S.K.M.

Doing what it told me, I opened the box. A small letter was on top of what had been covered in packing peanuts.

     We are sorry about your brother, we couldn't find him but found his badges. So a piece of him goes to you. Sorry for your loss.

Shuffling through the packing peanuts I found four dusty badges. Three had his name on it while the fourth unfinished. These badges were usually given to honor the person for their hard work and time.  I didn't know how to feel right now. I had no close family left. My grandparents died when I was 7, my parents died last year, and now my brother this year. 

After a minute or two of thinking, I sat the box with the badges and the letter on the top shelf in my closet. This year, I don't need that kind of negitivity. Atleast I still have Yoongi and well, that's all that matters now. My heart skipped a beat as I saw someone standing at my window. There was no light outside, not even the moon shined, he was in complete dark. I stood there in shock, who was this?