Who Are You? [] PJM & MYG YoonMin []

☆Twenty Nine: 기억해☆

Yoongi could feel a sense spark in his mind as he whipped out his phone. Unable to use it for months since the accident because he couldn't remember the password, until now. Jiminie.
The phone unlocked, opening immediately to Jimin's instagram page. The sight of it forcing Yoongi to stumble back on the bed. His head splitting in pain as he stared at the post.

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"I'll miss you most of all. Until our next eclipse... Goodbye."
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Without a word, Yoongi sprang from the bed and ran out of the room. Through the house and out the front door. Ignoring the calls of his hyungs behind him. Their voices fading as he ran. As fast and as hard as he could down the hill away from their house. Skidding to a stop on the main road and quickly hailing a cab.

"Incheon Airport," Yoongi practically begged. "As fast as you can go. Please."
The driver nodded and sped away, "Yes sir."
Yoongi couldn't breathe. His lungs feeling like they were deflating in his chest. The pit in his stomach turned into a black hole. The darkness pulling at him. Trying to consume him. His nerves fidgeting and stinging as he watched out the window. Growing more desperate at the sight of the airport as the taxi approached. The name chiming in his head like an alarm. Jiminie. Jiminie. My Jiminie.
Yoongi shoved all the money he had at the driver before bursting from the car. His sneakers sliding on the slick airport floors as he made his way inside. His eyes catching sight of the departure board, searching for Jimin's flight. Gate C13. It hadn't begun boarding yet.
Yoongi's eyes searched around him before finally catching sight of the security line. He ran over. Managing to slip silently through the empty lane as security was busy checking the bags of other flyers. Weaving through the movement of people. Searching desperately for the gate numbers. Finally seeing the sign for Gates B&C.
Yoongi's lungs burned and his legs ached as he kept running. Down the long halls of the airport that seemed to go on forever. Weaving and dodging around the people travelling, huffing out apologies breathlessly. Pushing himself forward no matter how tired his body felt or how much his muscled strained with pain or how much his chest burned. He couldn't stop.
His eyes scanned around as he reached the gate. Searching, desperately, for Jimin's face but coming up empty. He wasn't there. The pit in Yoongi's stomach grew larger. He felt sick. His eyes searching desperately. His breath becoming impossible to catch. His heart nearly busting from his chest. Until he finally saw him, in line at the information desk.