Yoongi wakes up. A monitor beeps. "No," someone whispers near him. He hears it as if they had said it right into his ear, it was just too clear. But one thing wasn't—his vision. It was so blurry, like when his fucked up mind decides to have a mental breakdown, and the tears that continue to cloud his vision and escape the rims of his eyes are unstoppable.
The voices become so heightened, and more keeps coming. It feels as though he's just died and come back to life. It's ridiculous because he doesn't remember anything happen to him, like an accident.
He feels much too many emotions but the dominant one is anger. It's like he feels nothing has gone his way at all, and everything is so unfair, and he's so angry. But why now? What's happening? he thinks as he blinks hot tears, eyes aflame and his whole body feverish.
"It's going to be alright, Yoongi." Another voice says, but this one is familiar. His dad. Each and every noise vibrating distinctly in the air is so distorted, but he's sure it's him.
Yoongi tries opening his mouth, but it's too dry and he's unable to. His vision finally settles, and he catches sight of one figure before he's in deep slumber once more—a boy. Seemingly tall, with fluffy chocolate brown hair and bright eyes that had turned enormous with anxiety. His pink lips were parted, and his rosy cheeks shone with fresh tears.
A stranger, nothing more.
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the end // yoonkook
Fanfiction"i don't know why i keep dying and coming back to life." "no end to the universe, yoongi." "like what?" "like me."
