His Pyromaniac

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Yoongi entered the room slowly and shut the door behind him without making a single sound.

He looked at you who was still chanting you're not crazy to no one.

Your face was turned away so he just sat beside the bed on the ground and leaned his head on the side of the couch, listening to the monitor's beeps and your sobs.

Though you were trying to be silent, Yoongi's heart knew that you were breaking down inside and he hated that.

He hated everything that was happening, he thought nothing would ever happen to make your relationship dull but you two lost your child today.

The child that you two had unknowingly made because you two loved each other so much. The child that had kept you sane for so long. The child that you two were so determined to protect and raise, was gone now.

He couldn't find anyone else to blame but himself.

Your sobs started to get louder as your hand clutched your tummy that was no longer bulky.

"I'm sorry. Mumma is sorry she couldn't protect you. I'm really sorry. Please come back. Please don't go." She cried out loud now.

"Please baby I didn't even tell you how much I love you and I didn't even gave you a name yet. Please I need you to come back." Yoongi felt his own tears falling down as he looked at your back shaking.

He wanted to comfort you. But what was he supposed to say? That everything will be ok? How can he say that when his world was crumbling down too.

"If you won't come to me........... I will come to you." You said and took the clip out of your finger which was connected to the monitor.

The monitor made a loud noises and then a thin line.

Yoongi panicked and now got off ground and pushed you lightly back to the bed when you tried to sit up.

"What the hell are you doing?" He asked ignoring the hospital staffs which ran in after hearing that loud noise.

"Let me go." You tried to move but he was now hugging you tight enough to keep you at place but not hurt you.

"Yoongi let me go. My son needs me. He is too small to take care of himself" You said with a stern voice hitting his back with you injured hand which made fresh blood flow out.

"I will not. I can't lose you. So you better lay down and let these doctors tend to you." He said and pulled back after laying you on the bed and moved back as the nurses rushed to your side.

You two shared an intense eye contact, both of your eyes held tears, hurt and love but it was you who broke the contact looking at the monitor which stopped beeping as they put the clip back on your finger.

Be happy and be safe.