day seventy three:
Jimin's POV:
I was almost sent to be released from the hospital, but I'd have to attend counseling. I think I might recover from this horror I've been put through.
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Taehyung frantically barged through the door. "Jimin! We need to talk.."
What could we possibly have to talk about? I suppose, my living conditions would make a good topic, because I wasn't sure where I was going after my time here ends.
"What do you mean we? As in you and I, or..?"
And that's when he stepped forward. Min Yoongi.
The man I loved, the man who never existed, the man that does exist now.
"What's up, doc? Is something the matter?"
His eyes were enlarged, red and puffy.
"I have something I need to tell you."
Panic settled in, throughout my body, I began to shiver. I was terrified. Would they make me stay? Would I have to be put in an asylum? Did I do something wrong or have another episode?
My eyes shifted to taehyung's direction and I looked at him, worried. He bit his bottom lip and shook his head, to indicate things were fine. That I'd be okay, he was reassuring me.
"O-okay.."
"Taehyung, can you give us a moment?"
He didn't utter a word, he simply exited the room like it was no big deal. My heart started to pound and beat against my chest, something in me knew there was something important that needed to be said.
I knew there was something up, and I couldn't place my finger on it. So i sat, and I listened and I listened some more, until what I heard became burned and seared into my mind.
Mixed emotions took over.
I wasn't sure how to feel.
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letters to you。「yoonmin」{COMPLETED} (#wattys2018)
Fanfictionin which jimin leaves letters for his dead boyfriend yoongi.. or so he thought. © 94KHOP