BTS Imagines & Reactions II 💘

the end. | jin

The world is ending. Everyone's dead. My family, friends, classmates, teachers, everybody was affected by the bombs. I don't know anyone who might be alive.

I would rather be first to die rather than the last to live. Why am I still here? And how am I still here?

I'm currently stuck under a bunch of debris, coughing up dust and dirt.

It's a miracle I even got out of the debris. The sky was gray. The smoke was still left over from the bombs. At this point, the neighborhood looked like a ghost town. There was nobody left. Only me.

My clothes are ripped, there's dust in my eyes, my throat dry as the Sahara.

How am I still here?

I walk down the road, looking at what once was my home. And frankly, I don't wanna be here. I need to find a way to end my suffering. I don't wanna be lonely.

I come to a halt when I hear the debris on the side of the road start moving.

Could it be? Am I not the only one?

I went to the side of the road and tried to help move the debris out of the way. I cough a few times from the dust.

"Thank you so much..." the voice said.

I recognized the guy. He's from my campus and we've worked on a few projects together... when the world was normal.

"Jin...?" My voice was barely present. "You're..."

"Alive?" Even in the darkest of situations, his smile still showed. "I was surprised too."

I couldn't help but hug him. I was so relieved to know that I wasn't alone. Everyone I loved left.

Jin was caught off guard but hugged back.

To my surprise, I started to tear up. "I didn't wanna be here alone... I'm glad you're here, Jin."

"Me too," he said. "Please don't cry. You're not alone anymore."

I pulled away from him. "What's the point? It's not like we have anything to help us survive. I haven't eaten or drank anything since the first bombing." I sighed. "We'll be dead by tomorrow."

"I'm pretty sure we can go more than a day without food or water," he said. "We can spend the last few days together. It's better than being alone, waiting for death to come take you away.."

He had a point...

"I guess so..."

Jin took me in his arms and started crying.

"Jin..." I whispered.

"Mhm?" He hummed through his tears.

"I'm glad you're here."

"Me too, Y/N..."

no one's point of view.

Sixteen days later, the boy and girl passed away from dehydration. They were two of the few people left on the lonely world. It was a miracle they survived, but a bigger miracle they found each other.

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