The Last Breath | YoonMin

14.

I knock on the door of room 359 and open it at the soft '' Come in.'' from the other side. As I step in I'm greeted with the view of Yoongi and Jinae watching a movie on the bed, and a small smile form on my lips.

I just said goodbye to my mum and brother and called Jungkook to let him know the results. He cried. Which I expected, and told me he'd come by tomorrow. Right now, I'm suddenly face to face with the black haired boy, who stood up and moved in front of me while I was daydreaming.

'' How did it go?'' He whispers.

I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out as I look into those shining brown orbs. And what I'm about to say now, might be one of the hardest lies I've ever had to tell. '' Good.'' I mumble. '' The same as last time.''

He wraps his arms around my neck and whispers a soft '' That's great Jim.'' in my ear. I lightly wrap my arms around him, biting my lip so hard I can taste blood.

What did I just do..

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Nineteen, who would've thought?

I certainly didn't.

Over the course of the day I've had some family visiting, they brought me cards, and money. I get it though. Like, what do you normally give a dying kid?

Right now, there's a huge argument going on between Taehyung and my mom, who are fighting over what I should wear on my birthday dinner with Yoongi. Meanwhile I've been on the couch for ten minutes, trying to catch my breath after taking a shower.

Eventually, due to lack of time, we decided on black jeans and a blood red silk-ish blouse, which is Tae's may I add, and my black boots. I take a last look in the mirror, pull the new black beanie, also a present from Tae, over my head and straighten the tubes of my concentrator behind my ears.

Realising I simply can't change the fact I wished I was wearing this outfit and seeing a different person in the mirror, I step out only to be greeted by the biggest and brightest gummy smile I've ever seen.

I let out a giggle at the boy in front of me and open my arms for a hug, which he waists no time in answering.

'' Happy birthday Jim.'' He whispers into my ear, pulling back from the hug only to hand me a big bouquet of flowers and a envelope with my name scribbled on it in marker. '' That's Jinae's.'' He smiles.

I take a closer look at the bouquet, and when it clicks I feel a lump forming in my throat. '' Gladioli...'' I croak out, to which he nods his head with that smile still plastered on his face.

'' Your birthday, your flower.'' He says, emptying my hands to pass the content over to my mother, before taking my hand in his.           '' Now let's go and get you your birthday present.''

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'' So, how did you enjoy your birthday dinner?'' Yoongi asks as he takes a seat on the steps next to me. After dinner we decided to head to Han river and end the night there.

'' I had a great night Yoongi.. Thank you so much.''

'' Anything Jim.'' He sweetly smiles, and I couldn't be happier the sun already set so Yoongi wouldn't have to see the red flushing my cheeks.  In the past weeks, whatever I felt for Yoongi has only gotten stronger. And the more we're together, the more I don't want him to leave.

'' Are you tired?'' He mumbles, to which I nod my head and lay it down on his shoulder.

'' I don't want to go back yet.'' I whisper, wanting to stay like this for a while. Yes, I'm cold, and tired, and my head hurts like hell. But from now on, I'm planning on saving every memory me and Yoongi make. I want to be able to picture the whole scene in my mind. Remember how it felt, how it looked, before I won't be able to do these things anymore. I've come to realize making memories isn't a bad thing. It's one of the most beautiful things there is, just being able to relive a happier moment.