Epilogue

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Month's later...

Yoongi's Pov

We just stared at each other for the longest time, each not saying one word, as I watch the doctor scribble down on her notepad. 

"You've been doing great Yoongi." The doctor tells me as she flips another page of her notepad and scribbles down some information. "Your wound is healing nicely and your body is reacting well to the medications," she adds as she skims through more files and writes down more notes.

This is the same shit different day scenario for me. I wake up, take my medications, speak to a psychiatrist, and if I'm lucky, speak with Jimin when he visits.

Its been like this for a few months and quite frankly I'm already bored of it. 

I don't remember much of what happened after Namjoon shot me. Just the smell of blood and the euphoric sound of Jimin crying out for me stands out the most in my mind. The doctors told me I was shot an inch away from the heart and it was a miracle that I was alive. 

A fucking miracle indeed. 

When I came to, I was in some hospital surrounded by cops. I thought I'd died and went straight to hell, like I should have, but when I saw Jimin with them, I figured I was given a second chance in life. 

After two weeks in the hospital, I was put on trial and pleaded insanity. Funny thing was, i'm not insane anymore. I've overcome that part of me but society begs to differ. 

The judge sentenced me to two years in a rehabilitation center. It fucking sucks but at least it was way better than being locked up in a mental asylum. 

"Yoongi? Are you listening to me?" the doctors voice breaks me out of my train of thought. 

I smile at her and lean forward in my seat. I wasn't restrained, nor did I have to wear a straight jacket but I was being watched by two armed guards who stood in the corner of the room. "I'm sorry, can you repeat yourself?" I ask politely though the smart-ass in me wanted to jump out. 

She lets out a short breath and places on her glasses as she flips open yet another file and skims through it. "I asked you how do you feel?" she says and gives a long stare. 

"I feel...fine." I say because that was the only way I can describe myself. Just fine. 

She gives a strained smile, obviously wanting more from me but she's going to have to deal with it. "At least you're not feeling like shit." she chuckles at her joke and I fake a laugh as I wanted this session to be done and over with. 

"In honesty doctor, I feel fine. Maybe a little sore from my wound by i'm fine." I assure her so I can get her to sign off on my papers and let me fuck off back to my room. 

"That's great Yoongi." she says as she signs my papers and closes up all the files. Finally. "We'll continue this session tomorrow. I'm really happy with your progress. Soon you'll be able to go back into society with no worries."she says as she stands up and gathers all my files. "But next time I need you to be more open with me. You can trust me Yoongi, i'm not going to hurt you." sincerity was in her tone and I believed her. Since coming here, none of the doctors wanted to deal with me due to my past but she was the only one who was brave enough to deal with me. 

"I'll keep that in mind." I say as I stand up and wait for the guards to escort me back to my room but she held out her arm and shook her head at them. 

"There is no need for this. He's not going to cause us any trouble." she tells them and nods over to me. "Yoongi, you may proceed to your room. There is a surprise waiting for you." 

"A surprise?" I ask with a raised brow but she just smiles at me and gestures to the door with her chin. 

"You'll see." she winks at me and leaves the room with the guards. I stare at them as they leave, still wondering what the hell is going on but my curiosity was nagging me to see what was waiting for me back at my room. 


It doesn't take me long until I reach my room and right away I notice the door was left ajar. I feel the hairs on my arms rise as I open the door and peek inside, seeing nothing out of the ordinary. "Was she just fucking with me?" I ask myself as I step inside and immediately someone covers my eyes from behind. 

"Surprise!" they tell me, follow by a squeaky giggle that I know all too well. 

I feel a smile break as I turn and hug Jimin so tightly that I made him gasp. "How the fuck did you get in here?" I ask happily as I look at him, hoping this was not a dream. "Visitors are forbidden to enter the patients rooms."

He smiles widely at me and guides me over to my bed. "Your doctor says that you've been improving but you are still very hesitant so to make you feel better, she allowed me to come see you." he and I sit on my bed and grans my hand tightly. "This is a one time deal so we better make the most of it." he says and I see where he was going. 

I didn't hesitate to lean and kiss him, my hands instantly wrap around his waist as I pull him close. It felt so good to taste those plump lips after so long and to finally have Jimin in my arms was a blessing altogether. 

Before we could heat things up, I pull away from him and just stare at deeply, admiring the fact that after all the shit I've put him through, he still stood by me. Either he must be crazy or crazy in love with me. 

"Jimin, when we get out of here, I want us to start over." I tell him as I hold his hands firmly, not wanting to ever let go. "No more lies, no more of me being crazy and you having to worry about me. Just you and I being a normal couple." I say as I rest my forehead against his and take in the invigorating scent of his cologne. "I want to fit into society again, but I can't do it without you." I felt my voice tremble at the idea of going back out into the judgmental eyes of society. 

Social anxiety is such a bitch. 

"I won't make you go through it alone Yoongi. I'll help you every step of the way." he says in a low whisper, his lips brush over mine teasingly as he looks me in the eyes with determination. 

I can see the light behind those eyes, the light at the end of this dark tunnel I've be wandering for years. It's crazy how we started out in a fucked up situation and ended up here. I guess we are meant for each other. 

"Thank you Jimin, for everything." was all I could say as I felt my heart open just a little more. 

"No, I should be thank you for overcoming your insanity. You were the one who stopped it so Thank you Yoongi, thank you for being strong enough to defeat your inner demons." those words alone opened my heart up just a little more, making my eyes gloss over with tears. 

"Fuck I love you." I tell him and kiss him all over, not caring if I smother my tears on his face. 

"I love you too Yoongi." he says to me as he pushes me back and gets on top of me. I can already see the neediness in his eyes and I was feeling it too. 

I push him back and get on top of him, my hands already under his shirt and pulling it over his head as our lips connect feverishly. He looks up at me with those wide chocolate eyes and swollen lips that just make me want to melt into into him. 

"I thought I was gonna top?" he asks as he watches me take off my shirt. 

I smile at him and reach for his belt, taking it off quickly and going for his zipper. "Not today baby boy." I tell him and devour his lips in a passionate kiss. 


One that i'm sure we'll be sharing many more times after this. 


The End. 







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