BEFORE YOU GO || Y.K + V.H ✔ [Under heavy editing]

-Denial-

His legs buckled under the weight of his body, and as soon as his attire touched the ground, murmurs erupted all around him. It was too much for his brain to process. Except for now, it appears, he had no trouble keeping his emotions under control and holding everything in. "I'm hallucinating- that is not possible, get a grip Yoongi." He murmured to himself as he walked past the barista who was asking him if he was alright and whether she should call the hospital.

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Reaching his apartment had never felt this hard, Yoongi felt an anxiety creeping through his body, a sense of guilt washing over him and cursing him for getting rid of his medication. His teeth bitting onto his nails, breathing getting heavy and fear engulfing him- He hated when he felt that way, "Don'tcrydon'tcrydon'tcry." he mumbled over and over until he finally reached his apartment.

Feet instantly or rather unconsciously making their way towards the figure that had just stepped into the apartment, Jin would rather go through anything than to see that expression on his bestfriends face, not quite the same but somewhat similar to that day. The day when their lives turned upside down, when the universe decided that it would no longer give it's life to one of them.

The blackhole has a reputation for being terrifying, but anytime Jin used to look at photographs of it in a textbook or decided to just Google it one day, he discovered that it was actually quite beautiful. Yoongi's hollow eyes resembled a blackhole at the time of the funeral, with the exception that they were actually as terrifying as described and not just how Jin had imagined them to be.

A sight resembling that day was in front of him, and he would do anything in his ability to prevent his friend from experiencing any occurrence that would make him feel the same way as he felt that day. Jolting towards Yoongi, he engulfed him in a bone crushing embrace as he recited It's okay and You're fines to him, no words needed to be said to know what had happened, it was obviously not good.

"I'll go to my room-" Yoongi weakly mumbled, feet slowly trying to take him away from his friends but Jimin halted him, "NO! STAY- please, I won't force you to talk but just don't be by yourself at this moment."

Yoongi knew that his friends meant nothing but good, even if he was fully aware of it, still appearing weak and vulnerable infront of someone made him want to puke his guts out- it was neither because he was scared of appearing weak infront of them nor the fact that he was afraid of being judged, it was something else, something that Yoongi himself wasn't quite sure off.

"I think I've finally lost it guys, I- I'm seeing things-" he broke down infront of his friends to his dismay, not knowing how to ask for help, because the words "help me." just wouldn't come out of his mouth no matter how much he tried, and that anger of not being able to do so converted itself to grief and sobs, that's what his life had come to- pathetic weeps.

No one asked or tried to take that conversation any further that night- rather they just slept the night away, his two best friends wrapped around him on either side, squishing him like a body pillow- it wasn't a comfortable sleep for any of them that night but it felt nice, it felt as if they were healing from something, or atleast trying too.

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"Jungkook? the guy that frequently appears in your dreams?" Jin repeated Yoongi's words as he told them what had happened, the following morning.

Yoongi nodded.

"Yeah so one of my students just started therapy- you mind if I hit that therapist up for you? Cause you my friend really have lost it." Jimin sarcastically stated.