the radio plays soft songs that he chose so we could talk over them.
"yoongi, you've never elaborated on your father. i understand the cancer and the death but you never told me if i had observed correctly and i'm starting to gather that i didn't."
"i don't really like to talk about my father hoseok. he's one of the only things in this world that genuinely frightens me. but you're correct, you didn't observe correctly. he got shot. that's all i'm willing to give for the time being."
he puts his hand on mine, which sits on my thigh, and i look to him.
he's looking back at me.
"please don't try an-"
"i'm not. i'm not going to force you into anything if you're not comfortable. i've learned. don't worry."
he leans over and kisses me.
"i love you." he smiles.
the smile doesn't last long.
he wasn't looking.
the road wasn't supposed to be busy.
it had never had two cars on it at once.
i hear it before i feel it.
the shattering of the glass.
i can feel the car turning, and i see hoseok get thrown towards me.
it's like it's all happening in slow motion.
glass cuts him deeply and blood seeps from his beautiful tanned skin.
he's bent over the center console in a way that hurts me and the liveliness he usually possess leaves his eyes.
when he goes limp, he's tossed foreword because of the motion of the car.
the horn blares then everything is still.
absolutely still.
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sunshine • myg + jhs
Fanfictionsometimes, when you're at your lowest, the universe will bless you with something so precious, that you'll do anything to keep it, and while doing whatever it is, you find yourself smiling a bit more than you'd call normal. {sope} hoseok🔝 {namjin} ...
