P.O.V. Yoongi.
I get out of my car and walk up the stairs slowly. I have a lump in my throat as I reach the top floor.
I can't do this, I can still go back.
Laughter sounds from behind the door.
"Yoongi?" I hear a voice. I turn around and see Hoseok there.
"Hey baby." I say and put on my best fake smile, which apparently wasn't really convincing.
"What's wrong?" He asks. I sigh.
"Is everyone inside?" I ask. He nods.
"Alright, I'd rather do this once." I say. We walk in and everyone immediately sees something is wrong.
"I, ehm, I don't know how to say this so I'm just gonna say it. My Leukemia is back." I say, they all look shocked.
"This time I won't get better." I say. "I decided to stop chemo therapy and just focus on making memories." I say. Joon had a few tears in his eyes. The rest let one slip but Hoseok was full on crying.
"Y-you won't get better?" He asks. I shake my head.
"I'm sorry." I say, and look down at my feet. A body collides with mine and I wrap my arms around Hoseok's shaking body.
"How long do you have left?" Joon asks.
"2, maybe 3 years." I say. He nods and Hoseok starts having a full on panic attack. I sit him down on the piano stool and stroke his back. Whispering to him until he calms down. I sit down next to him and he leans into me.
"We'll all be here for you." Jin says, wiping his tears. I smile.
"Thank you." I say. He nods. Hoseok sits up.
"W-we'll make some beautiful memories, I promise." He says. I smile and cup his face. I wipe his cheeks with my thumbs and kiss him.
"I know." I say. No one really knew what to say, and I understand, I didn't know either. Hoseok held onto me tightly and the others just sat down around us.
"Will you play for us?" Hoseok asks softly. I smile and nod. I turn around and face the piano, opening it up. My hands hover over the keys before they start moving, playing their own song. Everyone was quiet as they listen to the melody, Hoseok resting his head on my shoulder. I close my eyes as I savor the moment, because soon, it could be gone.
