Would You Rather |Jung Hoseok; Min Yoongi| [Completed]

Chapter 26

A/N: what? Two chapters?? I'm feeling generous rn😂😂😂
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I stood up from my place while both of them were asleep and went to grab a cup of coffee. It was almost midnight, so I was forced to drink cheap coffee from the machine.

I leaned my back against the wall and looked towards the window infront of me. It was the ninth floor so the view was breathtaking. There was barely any light lit in the lonely corridor, my eyes being able to absorb the absolute beauty of the night lights flickering bellow me. All of a sudden my view was blocked, a pair of hands slamming me against the wall.

"Don't you dare tell her." Hoseok panted, his gaze pierced mine.

"Tell her what?" I asked confused. As far as I know, he didn't tell me about his condition just yet. He told me in a previous life, but he was awfully secretive this time. Hoseok narrowed his eyes and his grip on my shoulders got stronger. "Tell her what, Hobi?" I asked again. His grip loosened up, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"You don't remember?" Hoseok gasped. "None of it?"

Oh, I remember, but I can't let you know that.

"Remember what? What's gotten into you lately?" I asked and pushed his arms off of me. "Geez, you sound like a lunatic!" I whined and walked passed him, "Get a grip." I scoffed and walked towards MinJee's room.

I tried to suppress the excitement inside my chest. I also panicked, but that didn't matter now. I wasn't the only one who remembers! I don't remember when was the last time I felt this relived in my life. Relived that I could finally rest at mind that I wasn't, in fact, cursed. Relived that someone shared my pain.

I stood in front of MinJee's bed and looked at her delicate face as she slept. I thought of her plump pink lips, her soft caramel skin, her fluffy dark hair, her delicate touch. I thought of all that and how they didn't belong to me, how they belong to Hoseok. Those two... Those two were ment for eachother and I didn't want to be the wall separating them, so I just watched from the sidelines.

That's why I was hurting the most. I couldn't do this to her. I just couldn't bring myself to tell her about Hoseok's short time with us. Yeah, she might be seeing him for the first time in this version, but our feelings never change. That's why I felt overjoyed when I saw her at the park, even though the game predicted it before hand. I needed her to see me, to see Hoseok one more time before he perished.

Last time she chose to hand over the pencil, so I was forced to watch yet again from the sidelines, unable to do anything except minor changes. This time she hesitated, but why? Did she start to remember? Or she just chose to ignore it? I don't care now that's she's here with us.

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Ah, the bells of mourning. What have they prepared for me this time?

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I guess my time is up as well.