Diagnosis // Yoonmin ff

Chapter Nineteen

We were sitting in a van which was supposed to lead us to the place where they will drop me off to. I spoke with the boys for a little and they seemed quite nice. They told me their names, and also, they told me how they were actually forced to do all these things. If it were their free will, they would have never done such a thing.

"You should be more careful from now on Jimin. You won't get rid of her easily." said the guy whose name was Shownu.

"What does she even want from me?"

"That, unfortunately, we cannot tell you," said Wonho.

The van finally stopped moving and the back doors opened. I got out with them bidding me goodbye. One last time, before walking into the building, I looked at Hyungwon who just nodded his head at me, signaling me that I can go and that everything is alright now. I moved away from the van and at the same time, the van drove off again. I quickly run into the building and Yoongi's apartment.

"Suga!" I yell on top of my lungs once I'm in the entrance but no one responded to me.

Where is he? Maybe they kept him hostage instead of me?! Oh my God!

I take my phone and dial Jin's number since he was the one Yoongi planned going to the library with today. Jin picked up my call quite fast, but unfortunately, Yoongi was not with him.

Shit! Where are you?

I wanted to call him but I couldn't. His phone was the first thing I noticed when I came into the living room. It was on the table and also, it was turned off.

Not having any other choice, I decided to go out and look for him. Just when I was about to walk out of the apartment, I saw Yoongi walking in. "Suga!" I ran up to him and engulfed him in a tight hug. He did the same. I felt much better now that I was able to feel his warmth.

"Are you alright?" he grabbed me by my shoulders and examined my whole body. Once he noticed the cut on my cheek, he was both shocked and furious. Not only that, now that I look better, his face was all red and covered in sweat. What happened to him?

"For God's sake..! She'll pay for this!"

"What's going on Suga?!"

"Please don't get mad at me. Everything will be fine. I won't allow anyone to hurt you again. Especially not that bitch of my mother. " he hugged me really tight. He was very worried about me. Same as how I was worried about him.

We moved to the living room and sat down. "You should rest," he says as he tries to stand up. I immediately grab his hand, stopping him. "Tell me what's going on?" He looked at me, his eyes reflecting doubt. He wasn't sure if he should tell me or not. He also did the same thing when I asked him what was he hiding from me. Finally coming to a decision, with a heavy sigh he sat down next to me again. 

"Alright. My mother..." he finally started explaining. "My mother is alive as you were able to see. And, it seems, she came to get me..."

I carefully listened to what he was saying. "She'll take you away?"

"She won't. Don't worry. I won't leave you alone and I won't let her take us apart."

"But why did she kidnap me? What does she want from me?"

"She figured out that we are together... I spoke with her about it. Well, more like argued. I told her to let you go or I'll kill her first and then everyone else, or I won't ever come with her..." I just watched him with shock all over my face.

"So that's how I got freed..."

"Yeah... I'm sorry."

"But why did she come to get you all of a sudden? Where was she during all of these years? What does she want from you?"

"I don't know. But what I know is that this is just the beginning..."

"Everything will be alright. I promise you." Yoongi whispered in my ear as he pulled me close to him. "Don't leave me. Please Jimin. I need you more than ever. I can't live without you... I love you." he hugged me tightly and I returned his hug.

"I love you too. Very very much." My eyes were full of tears but I didn't let them fall. I can't allow myself to cry in front of him. I must stay strong.

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Later that night, I'm being awakened by the sound of someone sobbing.  I trace the place next to me with my hand only to find it empty. "Suga?" I called him with my voice barely audible. "Oh no! Suga!" I jump out of bed then run out of the room. I enter the living room only to find it empty. I turn to go towards the bathroom, but dizziness takes me over since I got up too fast. I stop for a moment to collect myself before continuing. I walked into the bathroom and saw Yoongi holding his bleeding hand.

"Suga!" I got on my knees right next to him and took off my shirt to wrap it around his arm. Not again. 

"Jimin..." he sobbed and cried. I pulled him closer to me and wrapped my arms around his body, pressing it against my chest. 

"Shh... easy there. It's okay. Please calm down..." He was still sobbing and I could feel his heart beating very fast.

"It won't. My father didn't k-kill himself J-Jimin." I look at him confused. "He had brain cancer just like I do. He had nightmares just like I do. He went crazy just like I will one day!"

"No, you won't. As long as I'm beside you, nothing wrong will happen."

"Stop looking at everything so positively when it obviously is not! You know that it's a matter of days and months till I die! One tumor is somehow even alright, it can be cured. But Jimin, I have two. I have fucking two of these shits! Soon enough, I'll have an operation and I'll be bold. It's questionable if I'll even survive it, and both of us know that I won't! We both know that this is the end... Just accept it Jimin... This is the end..."

I shook my head. "No. It's not. Not till I say that it is. I love you. A lot! I won't give up on you! On us! And... And even if what you're saying is true then I'll give my best to make this time be the best time of our lives. So please don't say that. It's not the end... It's not..."

He just kept staring at me, eyes full of tears. It hurts me seeing him like this. "Do you remember what we said? Smiles suits us better. So smile. Please. For me..."

He whipped away his tears and forced a smile on his face. I know that smile is fake. I know because I saw it many times. The smile that bears tons of pain and suffering...