➭ questions. sope

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Young Hoseok crumbled to the ground as hsis bright screen flashed.

You have completed the test !

Yoongi's song 'Seesaw' was playing softly in the background as the rain toppled down.

Hoseok was in his studio, wanting to start on his work, but kept getting distracted.

It has been a year since Yoongi has done it to himself, a year since Min Yoongi had shot himself and fell the ground, it has been a year since Hoseok's heart had broken.

As that had happened, BTS had to dispand a few weeks after his funeral as it was too traumatic for the six boys. Hit Man Bang was completely fine with this as he wanted this for the boys as well, he never knew anything about Hoseok and Yoongi's relationship or what the older was going through his mind during those days.

Hoseok pushed himself away from his desk and walked towards his bathroom, turning the bright light made his red blood shot eyes sting, but it was fine. The boy looked at himself in the mirror, he was a complete mess.

The 25 year old had his orange hair sticking up in multiple different directions, large bags under his small eyes, wet streaks going down and the sides of his face, his white shirt crumpled and stained, his head painfully throbbing from his headache.

He held the sink sides and his quiet laugh became insane. His eyes darted left and right, seeing pills on the bathroom counter everywhere. He didn't know which ones were which, it was hard to concentrate, it was hard to pick the right thing, it was hard to keep his head straight.

What was he really thinking, that life is a joke? That he could've been with Yoongi is he had just spoken up? That he could've been with Yoongi now if Namjoon didn't stop him? He should have done it to himself, he shouldn't have looked at Yoongi's lifeless body, he shouldn't have cried.

He should have just smiled.

He should have just laughed.

He shouldn't have asked questions...

Hoseok looked down at the pills and swept them into this hand, grabbing the dirty cup next his toothbrush and fills it with water. The boy smiled to himself and took multiple pills at a time, chugging the water as he smiled to his reflection.

His mind went crazy, he was hallucinating, worse than it's ever been. His head was spinning, he couldn't focus on his reflection as the room spun along with his head.

Hoseok smiled to himself as he took one last look at himself, "I'm coming, Yoongi..." He let go of the sink and slipped, hitting his head onto the counter and laughed as he laid on the tiled floor, slowly letting the blood in his head flow out, giving him a slow and painfilled death.

Making him remember all his memories with BTS, making him remember the time with his old friends, making him remember all the army's who had cheered him on and supported him as he was having a horrible time.

He remembered Yoongi...

He remembered his genuine smile, how he laughed at his simple jokes, how his hair bounced as he danced, how the sweat would roll down his face at the end of the concert, how he would kiss him before every performance, how he would say "i love you" when he wasn't feeling so good, how he would cuddle up to him when he slept, how his tears rolled down his face as he told him his problems, how he loved him.

Hoseok laughed softly, his eyes fluttering softly, seeing Yoongi smile in front of him, smile at him, he mouthed something to him.

"I'm waiting for you, Hoseok!"

The orange haired boy smiled before shutting his eyes, whispering quietly to himself and to his Yoongi hallucination.

"I'm coming, Yoongi.."
  
 

   
  
  
 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
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