12th [taegi oneshot]

Finale

I wrote this for my soulmate @Nevertrue whose birthday is today.

Yoongi was on the verge of crying, and he didn't cry often.

It was a little past midnight as he was standing outside of his apartment, along with tens of other people who lived in the same building as he did. Some elderly lady had forgotten to blow out her candles before going to sleep and the curtains had caught fire. Luckily, the fire alarm had been working.

There were two firetrucks in front of the building, the firefighters doing everything they could to put out the flames. None of the victims had died, but some of the people from the upper floors had been injured and rushed to the hospital. Yoongi himself lived on the ground floor just because he was afraid of these kinds of accidents.

He only had his pajamas on, his shoes, a jacket, his phone that he had grabbed, as well as his wallet that he kept in the pocket of the jacket (for the quick grabs in case of an emergency, like this one). His cat, Holly, was sleeping in his arms, seemingly unbothered by the ruckus.

The elderly lady lived on the fifth floor, so Yoongi hoped the damage hadn't spread far and his stuff would be okay.

There were a few firefighters walking amongst the victims, handing them blankets and tending to their potential injuries while calming them down. Yoongi just wanted to be left alone with his cat, to ponder where he would spend the rest of the night and possibly a couple more, he didn't know how long it would take for the building to be safe again.

"Sir, do you want a blanket? Or is there something else you need?"

A familiar voice made Yoongi look up from his pet's orange fur and snap out of his tired thoughts. His eyes widened.

"T-Taehyung?"

Kim Taehyung stood there, in blood and flesh, wearing a firefighter uniform. The younger male's eyes were as big as saucers as he stared at Yoongi, blue hair shining in the light reflected from the streetlamps above. The silence between them lasted for a short moment while their surroundings were filled with the voices of crying children.

"Y-Yoongi hyung?"

Yoongi and Taehyung had been dating in high school. They were happy, and those had been the happiest years of the elder's life. They fit together like puzzle pieces, balancing each other out with their own characteristics. There were so many memories the blond man treasured deep in his heart. He recalled lying in Taehyung's arms, little kitten Holly purring on his lap while they napped.

Then Taehyung had had to move away with his parents. It broke them both, and after having tried keeping their long-distance relationship alive for a while, they just couldn't do it.

It had been almost seven years since then, and Yoongi had never heard from the boy since.

"W-wh-what a-are you do-doing here?" the male stuttered, feeling like he would break down any moment now. He wasn't prepared to meet the love of his life on such a depressing night.

"I-I'm a firefighter, here in Daegu," the younger peeped, his hands clenching nervously around the blanket he was holding. They were quiet after that, taking turns in staring at each other and the ground.

"W-when did you come back?" The question came out as a whisper, but Taehyung still heard him. He looked down and gulped, teeth gnawing on his bottom lip.

"Two years ago."

Yoongi took a step back to regain his balance. It felt like someone had pushed him.