tears of blood ~ yoonseok

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"if i could go back to the day we met
i probably would just stay in bed."
~ do re mi.
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"hoseok wait up!" i heard a voice call and i picked up my speed, pulling the hood of my jacket over my hair and rolling my eyes.

"jung hoseok you better slow the hell down." the voice called, seemingly to get closer and closer so i eventually slowed down and gave up. i looked to my side to see yoongi who was panting a little and all i could do was chuckle before looking at the path ahead of us.

"what now?"

"what do you mean 'what now'?" he raised his voice a little and i flinched, not expecting the sudden a change in his mood at all. the air suddenly grew so thick that i felt like i was being strangled. i didn't owe him an explanation. i didn't owe him anything. because i'm the one he's 'practically cheating on jimin' with and to have that thrown at you is a pretty big let down.

"you've disappeared for almost two days, not even bothering to answer anyone's calls or texts so don't 'what now' me."

"whatever yoongi. why did you even bother to run after me, go to jimin or something. you deserve each other." i muttered before picking up my pace, wanting to escape the toxicity that we had submerged ourselves into. but what i didn't expect was for him to grab my chin, rather harshly may i add, and force me to look at him, a look of disapproval maybe? sorrow? annoyance? whatever it was i was terrified of it, whatever it was had drove him to commit this action, making us come to a stand still in the middle of the pavement and stare into each other's eyes.

but something was off.

"your eye colour, its fading." he muttered and i felt my heart sink because his was too, the once light blue slowly greying.

"this is what you want isn't it?" yoongi whispered and the urge to curl up in a ball and cry was overwhelming.

"i-it's what y-you need..." i managed to say, his gaze into my eyes making my body feel limp like i would collapse if he didn't have his hold on my chin which has became less harsher now.

"but it's not what i want." he whispered before sighing and letting go of my chin, i let out a shaky breath as i watched him walk away, the only thing i saw was his head hung low as his figure grew smaller and smaller.

various thoughts flashed through my head, different scenarios and endings all playing over and over again and before i could process any of them i began running. i ran towards the man that has ruined my life but some how managed to hold it together. the man i'm supposed to love but won't allow myself to. the man that is supposed to love me but i won't allow him to.

the man that i've kissed once.

and now twice.