sunshine • myg + jhs

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i hit my fist against my chest to get the rest of the blood to come out.
i cough and heave and nearly bruise my own chest, but i can still feel the awful feeling of liquid where it shouldn't be.
so i give up.
"yoongi, baby. are you ready to go?"
hoseok says from the other side of the bathroom door.
"yeah, almost. hold on."
i stand up and look in the mirror.
red stains my lips, and i quickly wipe them with toilet paper.
i toss the paper in with the bloody water before flushing the pink liquid out and away forever.
i quickly brush my teeth and open the bathroom door.
"you okay? i heard you coughing."
i quickly spit out the only lie i can make believable.
"i'm fine,"
no additional information.
no made up details.
i'm a shit liar.
hoseok will see right through it.
to my surprise though, he saw right through the lie i did tell too.
"you're bleeding again aren't you?"
i look down.
"you dont have to lie baby. i'm not going to pity you, or make you feel incompetent because of it. i know what you need right now and that is to be treated as nothing happened, so that's how i'm going to treat you,"
i look up at him.
i didn't have to tell him anything.
he knows me.
"but you aren't in any pain? right?"
"no, just a little uncomfortable."
"let's get going then." he says starting towards the door.
he opens it slightly before realizing i'm still standing in my place.
"how did i ever get so lucky?" i ask when he turns around.
"i ask myself that question every time you take a breath."
the sun seeps into the house through the cracked door and illuminates him perfectly.
his natural dew, his perfectly proportioned features, his gorgeous, heart shaped smile.
i can't help but to be in awe.
"you're gay is showing, min yoongi." he chuckles.
i smile.
"you make my life worth it hoseok. you brighten everything up. your happiness is contagious. you're so. just. you're. okay. words are hard." he laughs.
then the term comes to me.
"sunshine. you really are my sunshine."
"then sing it again for me, baby."
i walk to him and take his hand.
"you are my sunshine, my only sunshine. you make me happy. when skies are grey. you'll never know dear. how much i love you. lord please don't take. my sunshine. away."
he kisses me sweetly on the forehead.
"i love your voice so deep and sincere and gorgeous. i love when you sing that. it's so light and soft and it makes me feel so warm inside. it makes me so happy. i fall for you every time i see your cute little kitten face. but when you sing that. it just sends waves of so much overwhelming happiness and love throughout my body. please just. sing that when you want to make me happy. wake me up with that, put me to sleep with that. just please. never stop singing that."
"okay, my love. i'll wake you up and put you to bed and sing it whenever it's quiet, because if it's quiet, you're not happy. i'll do whatever i can to try and make you as happy as you make me."
"well then let's get going, like you said, this house has cursed us enough."