The Last Breath | YoonMin

11.

It's a rare thing for me to not want to open my eyes in the morning. But the comfort and warmth I'm feeling now, I just want to hold onto that a little longer.

'' Why don't you open your eyes Jim?''

I lightly shake my head, almost smiling at the sound of Yoongi's voice in the morning. '' Don't wanna.'' I whisper. '' What time is it anyway?''

'' A little past eight. They just brought in your breakfast.''

'' It's too early.'' I whine. Earning a soft chuckle from Yoongi.

'' Open your eyes Jim.'' He whispers.

Reluctantly I listen to Yoongi, squinting at the little rays of sun coming trough the blinds, giving them a second to focus on the messy haired boy in front of me. '' Good morning.'' He smiles. '' How did you sleep?''

I pull the blanket up to my eyes before greeting Yoongi back. '' Pretty good actually, better than most nights.''

A smug smile appears on his face. '' Well, you're welcome.''

'' Don't flatter yourself Yoongs.''

'' Alright, alright. What are you doing by the way?..''

'' I'm puffy in the morning.'' I mumble while I pull the blanket a little more over my face, earning a pullback from Yoongi, leaving it to land on my shoulders.

'' Everyone is silly. Now listen. I know they brought in your breakfast already, but I was wondering if you wanted to go out and get some breakfast?''

'' What about your sister?''

'' Don't worry, my dad is coming today and they're going to the mall. I've got all the time in the world. Well at least today.''

'' Okay then.'' I nod. '' But I need to take a shower first. You don't have to wait. It... takes a while..''

'' That's fine Jim. You can text me when you're finished and I'll come pick you up, Alright?''

I watch him sit up and throw his legs over the edge, putting on his shoes and grabbing his phone off the nightstand, before making it over to my side of the bed. '' Will you be fine on your own?'' I straighten myself and get off the bed.

'' I'll manage. I'll text you when I'm done.''

He says a soft goodbye before heading for his sisters room to change. I ditch my clothes and step into the bathroom. I always try to make showers last as short as possible. But my lungs, being the little bitches that they are, can't handle taking showers in one go. It's a combination of the warmth, the fog and standing and moving. So I have to sit down every once in a while to catch my breath, as far as that's possible.

After about twenty minutes I finish showering and drying, which I have to sit and rest after. And then continue to brush my teeth and dress myself, again taking a rest after, in which I text Yoongi to let him know I'm finished so I can put on my shoes and we can go when he gets here.

literally thirty seconds after I send the text the door flies open and Yoongi walks in. I look at him confused. '' I was already on my way, I didn't hear from you for forty minutes. I thought maybe something happened, slipped in the shower or something.''

I chuckle at his concern and he takes a seat next to on the couch.

'' You're breathing really heavy.. Are you okay?''

I clear my throat. '' It's fine. It's because of the showering and dressing, takes up a lot of energy, just give me a second to put on my shoes and we can go.''

'' Alright.'' He says while sliding down onto the ground, taking a hold of my shoe.

'' Yoongi..'' I take the shoe out of his hand. '' I'm not helpless, I can do it myself.''

'' I know.'' He grabs back the shoe, already putting it on my feet. '' So just let me help you.''

'' Should we bring your concentrator?'' He asks while carrying the wheelchair out of the bathroom.

'' I probably won't need it but it's always good to be prepared.'' I say, zipping up my coat.

'' Alrighty, let's go then!'' He pats the backrest of the wheelchair and waits for me to take a seat. '' Beanie.'' He mumbles, pulling the piece of fabric down to my chin, earning a groan in response.

We walk out of the front door of the hospital, being greeted by the fresh autumn air. '' So what do you wanna eat?''

I tilt my head back only to be greeted by Yoongi's chin. '' Nice double chin.'' I joke, achieving my goal as he looks down immediately.

'' I can still bring you back inside and let you starve Park, don't dare me.'' He threatens, but the smile on his lips can't be missed.

'' How about pancakes?'' I mumble, to which he nods his head in agreement.

We chat all the way to the restaurant, and while waiting for our food to arrive. And I realize I've never been able to talk like this with someone so fast as I did with Yoongi. And I also realize I should stop looking at him now and focus on what he's sayi-

'' Aw danm... I should've taken the same ones as you after all. They look amazing.''

I look down at my plate of blueberry chocolate-chip pancakes and can't hold back a giggle seeing Yoongi's plate with banana pancakes. '' Do you want to switch?''

'' No it''s fine..'' He pouts.

'' Just take one or two then. I won't be able to finish al four of them anyway.''  I ship two pancakes over to his plate, earning a judging look. '' What?'' I mumble.

'' You should eat more then that Jim... You still need it to grow.''

I take a bite of my breakfast. '' First of all. Rude. Second of all. We are like, almost the same height. Third of all. If I eat too much my stomach will get upset and I will puke, side effect from the pills.''

'' First of all. Didn't your mom learn you not to talk with your mouth full. Second of all. I'm obviously taller. Third of all. ...Thank you for the pancakes.'' He smiles, his mouth full with food at his last words.

I roll my eyes. '' You are incredible Min Yoongi.''

'' And so are you, Park Jimin.''

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So this was more of a filler chapter, nothing major happening. I hope you still enjoyed tho.