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yoongisababygoat · 2 months

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Fourth of july ☾𖤓

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Pairing: Yoongi × Fem!Reader.

Genre: Angst, MAJOR character death, tiniest little sprinkle of fluff?

Summary: He dies.

A/N: I'm sorry? I'm feeling miserable so everyone else should be too. Play fourth of july to get more in the feels🥰.

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THE gunshots reverbrated through the corridors of the hospital you seeked refuge in with your love. Running and running, breaking the limit your limbs allowed you of, there finally you found a place to catch a puff.

Your back hits the cold wall of the closet, you hid into, Yoongi squeezing in your back, arms snaking around your waist.

Terror crisp in the air.

"You're okay yeah? you'll be okay jagiya. You hear me? you're so strong. My strongest girl. You'll do just fine here, the best here yeah? ", spoke Yoongi, in the softest, tentalizing, loving tone. Breath abnromally rising. Arms holding you tight to the point there would be left marks.

"Yoon?, you turn to give your love comfort you both longed oh so intensely for.

The evil it spread like a fever ahead

He cups your cheeks, lips resting to your forehead tightly. Your hands clutched his shirt, moving down to wrap around his frame, to envelope him in a hug.

Your hand made friends with the wetness making peace there instead.

Your eyes widened at the realization a gasp leaving your trembling mouth. He pulled you close. Breath hitching at the unsuficed movement towards his wound.

"Its okay yeah? you'll be okay my sweet girl. You'll be just fine. You'll make it out of here and you'll make it big after yeah?. You'll be okay", he assured.

Pulling away angrily, you look up into his own tear filled eyes.

"Why're you saying I'll be okay? huh? We'll be okay. We'll make it big",

"Jagiya-", he starts.

"NO. Shut up you'll be okay you hear me?. We'll be okay." You cut him off. Pulling your jacket off to wrap it round his waist. Tears started flowing down your plush cheeks. Mind reeling, running, out of your control at the thought of him being hurt. God curse those assholes.

His hands stop your frantic ones as he groans, slidding down to rest himself.

His eyes fluttering, breath faltering.

"No, no no no no no no",

"No hey common get up Yoon. Get up" your hands slap his face. His eyes falter"... Get up!!",your hands slap his face. His eyes falter.

You panick. Loose ahold of reality. Legs pushing the closet door open. Pushing yourselves out.

He lays on the cold floor. Uneasy. just holding on.

You rest his head on your lap. Frantically shaking him.

"Yoongi please, stay with me yeah? I'm gonna go to the to the pharmacy jus-t we're in a hospital yeah? yeah Yeah I'm gonna uh go there and-and-a" you hiccup.

"And I'm gonna get all the items and I'll help you. We'll be okay baby. Yeah my love? we'll be okay. Just wait for me yeah?" You rush, Frantically kiss his face. Hands hands gently slapping his cheeks to keep him awake.

As you're about to get up to get the supplies your tear hits his lips. His eyes look up into yours. Hand weekly raising up to hold yours. You immediately grab it..

"Its dangerous out baby, stay with me?" He asks, voice faltering and husky.

"No Yoon I'-im- I'll help you. I'm going to-uh I'll go and get the bandage and the supplies and help your wound and rhen we can go home Yeah ? to holly. We'll go home to holly then-" you frantically murmur, tears choking up your words. Mind blurred.

"Jagi" he whispers.

"Then we can have hotteok and-th-the coffe you love so much right? yeah I'll make that coffe you like-nio love-"

"Jagi" he whispers again. that being all he'd been capable of doing at the moment.

"And then we can fall asleep cuddling holly, obviously being careful with your wound"

"Jagi", you stop.

He cups your cheek. Chest abnromally rising and falling. Rising and faling. Rising

"You'll be okay yeah?. You'll make it out of here, you'll go home to holly, you'll make the coffe We love and then sleep cuddling holly. I'll be with you yeah?",

Pathetic. The sob that leaves your lips is pathetic.

"No yoongi you can't- you can't do- you can't do this to me oksy! no yhis is NOT happeing no Yoongi NO", you cry.

"Lis-listen to me please?" his request calms you for a whisper .

"M-my po" he struggles

"Hey its ok yeah?" you comfort him despite your aching heart.

"My pocket", he whispers. Looking down..

You reach into it, your hand surrounds a velvety materail, perhaps a box..

wait

what?

You pull the box out, he weekly grabs it. Opening it to you.

"Was gonnna give this as a wedding present " He struggles..

You cry, and cry and cry.

He grabs your palm weekly, handing the present to you.

He coughs.

Blood.

"My beautiful jagiya, my love. My strongest love." he barely lets out.

"Yoongi no please you can't leave me yoongi no my love no please please please", you cry, his ryes flutter.

"I don't have a choice baby",

"I can't I'm sorry I'm sorry Yoongi I'm so sorry-"

"This dress yeah? wear it. I'm here.. I love you".

He rests his lips to yours. You move them. Feel him stop.

It was night when you died, my firefly

You pulll away You scream. Hug him tight. Rest your head to his chest. Your own breath choking. It beats, it beats, it beats slowly and eventually comes to a stop.

You hear his heart stop. The sound that once brought you to unwind. You'll never hear it again.

You squeeze him just a little tighter. Hold him just a little closer, cry just a little harder. Scream just a little higher. Your white dress. Once holding the look of love, celebration. Now stayed painted in his crimson.

"No no no no no no NO yoongi no please please open your eyes yeah please yoon hey common"

".please..."

What could I have said to raise you from the dead?

Cpr. Yes you think that cpr try that. cpr

You push at his chest obnoxiously again and again but he doesn't falter. His hand falls, head lulls to the side.

"yoon. please", you cry.

You Frantically press your lips to his.

"Hey kiss me back yeah? you never do that, uou never reject ny love. please kiss me back Yoongi please please Please PLEASE!"

Oh could I be the sky on the Fourth of July?

You look up at the sky. Holding his now lifeless body tigth to your chest.

Hours go by in a haze of you clutching Yoongi to your chest, kissing his once clad warm plush face now reduced to nothing but cold flesh.

Well you do enough talk

You won't ever listen to him again. His voice is just gone. Who will you speak to now? Will you even speak?

My little hawk, why do you cry?

You cry and cry and cry but he didn't raise up his hand to wipe your tears this time like he always did.

Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?

Or the Fourth of July?

We're all gonna die

Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head

It may have been a week, but you never left that hospital. Never left Yoongi. Holding onto him. He's yours right? how could he just go like that?

Was it all a disguise, like Junior high

. His crinkled eyes, mouth adorned, gums peeping, nose scrunched. The first time you witnessed the scene haunts youe dreams. Taunting you again and again how you'll never see it again.

Where everything was fiction, future, and prediction

Now, where am I?

My fading supply

Who was that you saw just now? was it you? was it someone else? who knew.

Even if it were you. Who were you?

Did you get enough love, my little dove

Why do you cry?

Why do you cry? he's not here to wipe the tears.

but he said he'll be here with you didn't he?

Didn't he promise he'll stay forever. Never leave your side? did he lie?

And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best

Though it never felt right

Is My little Versailles

The hospital asked should the body be cast

Before I say goodbye, my star in the sky

Such a funny thought to wrap you up in cloth

Do you find it all right, my dragonfly?.

Shall we look at the moon, my little loon

Why do you cry?

Make the most of your life, while it is rife

While it is light

Was this life? how could you ever attenpt to live it. Without him by your side?

Well you do enough talk

My little hawk, why do you cry?

He Can't wipe your tears.

Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?

Or the Fourth of July?

We're all gonna die

We're all gonna die anyways. What if you put an end to it earlier than you were wanted to? you're just a human after all right? Right? So what if you failed to find yourself again? so what if you didn't put on a brave demouniur and gave up? He's your love and you'll reuinte.

Just now..

You fall into that warm, frenzy, haze.

You already see your love.

You can already feel him wiping your dried tears.

You can already feel him enveloping you.

You can already hear his muted, deep laughter.

You can just already feel his tantalising touch.

You can already see yourselves running around in a flower fiel, with a warm sunny haze sureounding you.

Your white dress adorning you.

Ring resting prettily on your finger that he traces with his lips.

You can already feel him kissing you back.

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