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

Chapter 28

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked as Hoseok bent downwards and started coughing. I pat his back, while at the same time supporting myself on the metal bar that held multiple substances that were slowly injected into my body. Both of us were walking around the garden in front of the hospital when all of a sudden Hoseok would start coughing uncontrollably. "Do you need me to call for a doctor?" I was concerned due to the fact he was getting more pale the more time passed.

"No, no. I'm fine." He reassured and sent a warm smile my way. "Just a little cold." He added and straightened up.

We stopped so he could take his breath. Hoseok looked around, his eyes absorbed into the colourful garden, eyes sparkling. A faint smile appeared on his face, barely enough to notice, but it wasn't a cheerful smile. No, this smile held something I registered as regret or sorrow. As if looking at something he'll never see again.

"Hey, MinJee?" He spoke up and turned around to face me, his arm now resting on my shoulder. "Do you think...", he stopped for a moment, taking in a deep breath. "Do you think there's a possibility for a second chance?" He questioned out of the blue. I just frowned, but a smile did cross on my face.

"I think everybody deserves a second chance." I pointed out and chuckled. "What's with this all of a sudden though?"

Hoseok lowared his gaze and let out something between a chuckle and a scoff, then rolled his eyes and turned to face the garden again. "I don't know. I did something stupid which lead to someone else doing something extremely stupid, and now I don't know if I should give them a second chance. Like, I know I'm the one at fault, but that person returned it harsher."

"All the more reason you should give them a second chance. You never know if your stupid decision seemed worse for him than what you thought." I suggested and shrugged.

Turning on my heels, still being supported by the metal rod, I turned around to get back inside, the weather starting to get a little bit chilly for my liking. I was just about to take the second step when Hoseok called out.

"Hey, MinJee? Can I do something stupid?" He pondered, his hands now grabbing my shoulders and gently spun me around until I faced him. He was awfully close, but I wasn't bothered by it. At this point I was used to it, he always helped me out when I needed him, his hand occasionally brushing against mine... there was a short while where we hadn't even realised that we were holding hands. He pulled away once he noticed, both of us blushing uncontrollably. Yet... I earned for his touch. It felt all too familiar to me, as if he'd been there all my life. That's why when he leaned closer, his lips brushing softly against mine, I didn't react negatively considering the fact that I've known him for like three days. I don't know, my body just reacted on its own. I know it's wrong, but I didn't feel it that way.

Hoseok pulled away and placed his forehead against mine, a genuine grin formed on his face. "You didn't pull away." He murmured. It wasn't a question.

"I didn't." I whispered and covered my face with my hands, embarrassed of what just happened. Hoseok pulled them down and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.

"Don't hide your face. It's a waste of genes." He joked and his face lit up. That made me blush even harder, pulling my face away and hiding it again. "Hey hey hey, what did I just say?" He remarked. I hesitantly lowered my hands and laughed nervously. "Can you excuse me for a moment?" Hoseok requested after he received a notification on his phone. He then apologised and went to take a call.

"I'll wait in my room." I said, but I doubt he heard me. He practically ran away when he started talking to the phone, a worried expression slapped on his face.

Now back in my room, I had nothing else to do except bore around. My parents are at work, so they'll come later on. Hoseok had his call and Yoongi said he has to deal with something that came up this morning. He sounded pretty distressed, to be honest. He left in a hurry too, unable to explain properly where he was going or why.

Ting.

Oh god no. Not again.

I picked up my phone and observed my options.

What... what did it mean by that? Does it mean that my future husband isn't my soulmate?

Wait, why am I even questioning this? I should just ignore it. This thing caused too much damage, just look where I am now. True, it did also help me, but it does not deny the fact that it's dangerous. For some reason I know that I shouldn't defy the game either, I shouldn't ignore it. I felt it deep into my gut but what would happen if I didn't pick anything?

Fifteen minutes passed and my phone would occasionally ting every once in a while, but once an hour passed, my phone didn't stop buzzing and I was forced to choose. I chose to see my soulmate, because sooner or later I'll get married and I'll know who's gonna be my husband, but a soulmate is something a person might never even meet. That's why I wanted to, at least, see him. Of course, right after that, a knock was heard from the other side of the door and I let whoever was there in. What I saw was something I never expected. Maybe because not one, but two people came in at the exact same time.

"Hey, MinJee. Sorry for leaving this early." Yoongi apologised and bowed down slightly, lowering his gaze, a shadow covering his face.

"Yeah, Tae-" Hoseok started, but was cut off when Yoongi hit the side of his shoe slightly. He thought I didn't notice, but I did. "... A friend of ours passed away this morning." Hoseok concluded.