𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛 | PJM ff (COMPLETED)

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[Play 'Give you my heart' by IU!!!! MUST PLAY!! You might need to replay it after the first time.]

"Yuri! What's wrong..." Namjoon's voice was heard. I turned to him with my puffy eyes. Their minds stopped working.

Jin just stood there staring at Jimin's dead body, still didn't believe the scene while Hoseok dropped onto the floor. He started crying hardly and covered his mouth. Yoongi and Namjoon controlled their tears and went to him, giving him a big hug.

Jungkook and Taehyung were probably as emotional as how Hoseok was. Jungkook first ran to Jimin. He kneeled down beside him and said, "h..hyung. Stop playing with me. It's..it's not funny anymore."

His jaw shook as he realised Jimin still didn't open his eyes.

Taehyung stood beside me and asked with an unstable voice, "Yuri-ah, w..what happened? He just," he gulped, "he's gonna wake up later right?"

I slowly turned my head to him and guiltily shook my head.

Taehyung stumbled and cupped his mouth. His eyes reddened and he walked away out of the room. But I could hear him yelling and crying loudly at the corridor.

"I'll go check on him," Namjoon mumbled before he went to Taehyung as we started hearing him punching things.

Hoseok buried his face in Yoongi's chest and screamed in pain. It must feel like being stabbed with hundreds of needles for them. Yoongi patted his head. "Everything's over now. Don't cry."

Then I looked at Jungkook. It was probably the most heart-breaking scene ever. Even though I didn't often stay with the boys, I could always feel the strong friendship between Jungkook and Jimin. They might not friends for each other already but brothers.

Jungkook bit his lips and put Jimin in his warm embrace.

He sobbed, "h..hyung! No, hyung! Hyung, Jungkookie is here now. Jungkookie came to see you already. Hey hyung... Yah, w..where's your hello?" He started shouting, "hyung! You always taught me to be polite but why aren't you answering me now? Hyung...wake up! You haven't taught me enough. I don't know..."

"I don't know how to protect myself yet. You said you..you'll teach me this Sunday! Where are you now!" He sobbed. He was like Jimin, his face was wet from all the crying. His cheeks flushed.

"No, Jungkook! Stop!" I yelled and ran to him. He was hitting himself. "Sorry hyung, it's my fault," he said and gave himself a punch. "Hyung, I should've came earlier to save you." Another punch landed on his jaw.

"Jungkook!" I held both his hands and sobbed, "he's gone now! Face the truth! It's heart-breaking for all of us! Not only you. Hitting yourself doesn't help. So you can tell my husband to wake up again if you hit yourself? Do it then! I tell you to do it!"

Jungkook raised his fist up but before he positioned it, he finally let go of it.

"Yuri-ah," he cried before he rested his head on my chest. I hugged him back and we tore up together. He held my arm for support while I ran my fingers through his messy hair.

No matter how hard we cried and begged for Jimin to come back, he just never did.

He used to be so strong and dangerous, like lava, and I was the ground. He trapped me by hovering over me but now, he just froze and stopped moving onwards, he might feel nothing right now but I was still locked with his body, I was still trapped under him. We could never leave each other, his soul might have, but not our bodies. I felt like suffocating as air couldn't reach me.

Only if he moved again, there would be a chance for me to breathe again.

1:20am
Now, the boys and I were standing in the woods, the cool air brushed against our skin but it wasn't as cold as how our heart felt.