Diagnosis // Yoonmin ff

Chapter Thirty-Six

The clicking sound of keys mixed with the chirping of the birds filled the room I was sleeping in. I tried opening my eyes, but the brightness caused my head to throb with pain making me close them again. I groaned a little while trying to lift myself into a sitting position. Finally, after rubbing my eyes, I was able to open them up. And I had quite a nice sight to see. Last night sure was wild. With one leg against the wall and the other on the chair, Hoseok was sleeping on the dark wooden floor. Beside him, with a huge droll over his face, Namjoon was snoring and mumbling something from time to time. Who knows what he was dreaming of. Jungkook and Taeyhung were already up, playing games on the play station that Jungkook brought from his house.

I felt an arm wrapping around my waist making me avert my gaze to the sleeping figure beside me. Yoongi looked so restless with his thin lips making a small pout as he was sleeping. His hand was right in front of his face, showing off the golden ring I put on it a few nights ago. I smiled at the sight knowing that now, officially, he belonged to me.  I bent down to place a soft kiss on his forehead before turning to Jungkook and Taehyung again. "Good morning you two," I greeted them at which they only hushed me. I nodded understanding that they didn't want me to make any noise. The others indeed deserved to rest. "Where is Jin?" I asked this time in a lower voice.

"In the kitchen. He's making breakfast. Wanna play with us?" Taehyung replied, eyes not leaving the screen even for a second.

"Thank you, but I'll pass. I'll go freshen up instead."

"Suit yourself," was the last thing I heard Taehyung say before I left for the bathroom. The shower felt nice. The feeling of the water running down my body as I just stand in it with my eyes closed is what brings me serenity. It eases my mind and soul. Once I felt that the temperature of the water started changing, I turned off the pipe and got out. I took the towel and wrapped it around my waist as I proceeded with brushing my teeth. After rinsing my mouth, I looked up at the mirror that was now misty from all the steam that came from the hot water. I slowly wiped it with my hand, revealing my reflection which was staring back at me.

He looked at me, his black eyes drilling into mine, not soulless nor lifeless. An endless depth of ink, sorrow, and pain. Nothing. It was like, looking inside a depth of never-ending darkness. I blinked, attempting to think this was a small side effect of my paranoia, but nothing changed. His eyes were still black. Pure black. "Look what you have become," I chuckled as a small smirk crept its way to my face. Never in my life would I have imagined that things would go this way. That I would change from such a cheerful boy who had everything into this. I run my hand through wet black locks as a heavy sigh escaped my lips. "What's done is done, Jimin. You cannot turn back time." I said to myself before dressing up and leaving the bathroom. 

When I reached the living room again, everyone was already aware. Well, almost everyone. Yoongi was still sleeping peacefully. "Should I wake him up?" asked Jin as he came in from the kitchen. I shook my head no before walking over to the couch on which he was lying.

"Let him sleep. I'll bring him upstairs to our room. You know he needs more rest than us." I picked him up bridal style and proceeded to leave the room. Hoseok offered to help me but honestly, there was no need for it. After all he went through, his body was very light. The chemotherapy and loss of appetite did their job. I am surprised how is he able to function properly. As I was placing him down on our bed, I took a mental note that I need to make him eat more. Soon as he came in contact with the soft matters, he started mumbling something.

"Is he having a nightmare again?" I asked myself while observing his face. Drops of sweat were forming on his forehead while his eyebrows were furrowed giving off a pained look. "Yoongi... hey, it's just a dream, honey." I tried calling out to him, but he wasn't responding. Instead, his volume increased and I was able to fully understand what he was saying this time.