Yoongi's POV

I follow her into her apartment. I've been to her apartment many times, but it was different. I close the door behind me. I hear a meow than a hiss. I know its Mittens. "Yah. Mittens. Its Min Yoongi." I hear another meow and then I feel warmth against my leg, followed by small vibrations. I smile at the thought that maybe Mittens was starting to like me.

She turns and looks at me, her eyes were porcelain like. As the moon light from the small window in the corner of the room draped in like a light mist above hill tops. She said nothing, but she grabbed my hand.

"Please stay.." She whispered.. "I'll never leave.. Unless you want me to.. Until you tell me to." I whisper back. She leads me to her room, I've only been in here a couple times. So being here, led by her is special to me. She then stops at the foot of the bed and turns, her eyes watery. Was I missing something? I then remember what today was, and I pull her into my arms.

This was why she wanted me to stay, she was vulnerable.. She was in pain.. Why didn't I remember? Why didn't I realize what today was? This made me a horrible friend. I was so caught up with my new mix tape that I had totally forgotten. I feel her shatter in my grasp as she breaks down. I can hear her crying, I run my hand up and down her back. "Its okay.. Let it out.." I tell her. Her arms finally wrap around me. I run my fingers through her hair. I pick her up and walk over to the bed, setting her on my lap as I sat on the edge of the bed.

"Its hurts Min Yoongi..." She whispers between sobs. Her hands clinching my shirt. I wrap my arms around her tighter and rock her a bit. "I know.." I whisper. "Why Min Yoongi?" She cries. Her breath hitching and she breaks down again. I feel my eyes watering, I could feel her pain. "Its okay Elizabeth." I whisper in her ear. I blink back my tears. "Yoongi.." She calls. I look down at her.

Her eyes were puffy, and her cheeks were red. "I'm thankful to have you.." She says, leaning in. I meet her half way, her lips quivered against mine as I knew she was crying again. She gasps quietly and pulls away, her head falling to my neck. My heart throbs for her sorrow.

It was sad to think about today.. After it was a happy day, it turned into this. I'm not saying that crying is bad, but I'm just saying that I wish today wasn't sad. And I start to think about what exactly happened on this day.

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Two years ago

I can't believe it was over, the Bangtan boys.. Officially over.. Was I ever going to see those guys that I consider my brothers, ever again? I then feel my phone vibrate as I stand in the back of the conference room. The other members went their own ways. "Annyeong." I greet. I hear nothing. I look at the caller ID, which I should have done in the first place.

It read Elizabeth, what was going on? "Elizabeth?" I call pressing the phone against my ear again. "Min Yoongi.. Its gotten worse.." She says, her voice quivering. My heart sinks to my stomach. "Where are you?" Worriness takes over me.  "At the hospital." She says quietly. "I'll be right there." I say running for the escort vehicle.

"Are you ready to go back to-" , "Hospital. Take me to the Hospital." He nods and we zoom off to the hospital. I become anxious wanting to know why this is happening. When we finally make it to the hospital I rush out of the car and run inside, not even telling the driver anything. I run up to the front desk. "Hello sir. How may I help you." I try to catch my breath. "I-I need-" I turn and see Elizabeth. "I found whom I'm looking for. Thank you." I bow to her and run up to Elizabeth.

At first she doesn't see me, then she turns and our eyes lock. "Min Yoongi." She says, her voice raspy and her eyes looked dried out. I finally make it up to her, right away I pull her into a hug. She returns it and buried her face in my chest. "How is she?" I ask. She looks up at me and shakes her head. "They say she's not going to make it." She whispers. My eyes water. "No.." I shake my head. 

"Its true Min Yoongi. They asked my dad if we want to turn off her life support.." She bites her lip. "I don't want to lose my mom .." I blink back tears. "Liz..  She's been in a coma for six months now.. She was-" ,"No.. Please Min Yoongi ... Don't say she was gone a long time ago." She falls to her knees, bringing me down with her. "Liz.. I know its hard.. But you're not alone.. Just remember you're not the only one hurting." I tell her. She nods. "Can you please get my mind off this?" She asks. I nod.

I help her up and drape my arm over her shoulder. "Oh.. So how'd the broad cast go?" She asks. I frown at the thought. "Its official.." I say. She let's out a breath. "I'm sorry Min Yoongi.." She says. I shake my head. "It was going to happen sooner or later.. With all the.. Stupid shit that was going on." I let out a breath. "I don't really want to talk about it. Maybe I'll tell you some other time." Its quiet. "I don't understand Yoongi.. Why is it that we're both having a pretty shitty day?" She asks. I frown. "I have no idea."

I can remember that night we had walked in the small roof garden, talking about what ifs and maybes. That night her mother passed away, there was nothing that could have been done. She was officially brain dead, and her heart stopped beating. There wasn't any goodbyes to be said, as goodbye was long over due. She had been gone six months ago she when she had been put into a coma..

**

All these thoughts flood into my head. I can hear small sniffles coming from her. Why was it that things like that had to happen? Why was it that a lot of things happened that were bad?.. I look down at her, her eyes were half open as she traced little hearts on my chest with her finger. I think she could feel my gaze, so she looks up at me. I use my thumb to wipe her sorrow away. Her hand wrapped around my wrist.

Her eyes look into mine for a bit, until they slowly fall to my lips. I inch in a bit, and her chin goes up slightly. Then inch by inch I move in, my other arm wrapped around her back bringing her closer to me. Her eyes slowly close as my lips graze hers.

Her hand falls off my wrist, bringing it to my neck. Encouraging me to make contact, when they finally do my heart pounds faster that it already was. My hand drops to my other wrapped around her. I'm taken by surprise when she adjusts her seating on me. She was now facing me, as she sat on my lap. Her chest against mine, what was she planning? Her lips slowly lowered to my neck. I could feel my toes curl in my shoes, the pit of my stomach churned.

I then realized that this was wrong, not that I didn't want to. But that this wasn't the time. It was so hard to think about stopping her, being that I've had dreams like this numerous times and this was actually reality. I fight the urge to groan, how badly I wanted to. I softly nudge her off. Her soft lips retracting from my skin that has already started to miss her.

She doesn't look at me, she looks down at her lap. "I'm sorry.. I.. I don't know what got into me." She says. I use my thumb to lift up her chin so that our eyes meet. "Don't apologize.." I manage to say. "You're hurting.. I get that. But if anything were to happen when you were in this state that had to deal with that, I'd feel like I'm taking advantage of you.. And I don't want that feeling." She slightly nodded. She lets out a breath.

"I don't know what got into me. I feel like such an animal." Her bottom lip getting sucked into her mouth. "Its okay.." I tell her, reassuring her that it in fact was okay. My heart was still pounding, my neck was crying her name, and my skin hating me for stopping her. She flops to her left and her head hits her pillow. "You're saying that its okay. But still deep down I'm going to feel guilty about it." That's typical Elizabeth for you. "Maybe so that you don't feel that way, I should leave." What!? What! What!!? Why am I saying this!? She looks at me with no expression. "If you insist.. But you're still free to lay next to me of you'd like.."

This urge told me to stay. I just sat there staring at her, as she stared back at me. I moved an inch closer to her. "You don't want to leave do you?" She asks. I shake my head. A small smirk pulls on the corners of her lips and she sits up, wrapping her hand around my neck pulling me towards her.

I lay next to her and she lays her head on my chest. "Its crazy that you confessed Min Yoongi.." She says. I had totally forgotten about that, how can I forget about that? I feel my face heat up. I smile and pull her closer to me. "You have no idea how scared I was." She wraps her arm around my torso. "You shouldn't have been." She says. I chuckle. "Easy for you to say." I let out a breath. I feel her legs wrap around one of mine, everything she did made my heart pound.

"So you've loved me since the day we met?" She asks. I smile at the thought. "Yes.." I try to think about that day.

**

"Annyeong class, we have a new student today." She turns and in walks a short lightly tanned girl. Her hair was a dark brown, slightly passed her shoulders. Her eyes lit up as the sun fell into the class. Hazel? Her lips were not even painted but they were still a tainted pink.

"Please introduce yourself." The teacher smiles. She slowly shifted to the left, her socks up to her knees, one of her shoe laces was undone. Her small arms clinging to the books that she didn't even need. She blinked a couple of times before bowing. "A-annyeong I'm Elizabeth.." She stands up straight. "Annyeong Elizabeth." We all say. "Yoongi raise your hand." I look at her in surprise. "Ah?" I ask. She points to me. "The seat next to him." A couple of students laugh.

I catch her chuckle as she walks over to me. She drops her books down on the floor then sits next to me. "Hi." She says. I look at her. "Hi." I say back. Her voice was like, light sugar in coffee. "Don't you think its kind of weird that you're a new student at the end of the year? .. Basically." I ask. She chuckles. "New start.. That's all." She shrugs looking up to the front of the class. I lean back as stare at the back of her head, wondering what exactly she meant by that.

**

I smile. Again. "You were the prettiest girl in our class." I say. I sense her smile. "What about that girl Jennie? She had long legs. She was a great height for you, pretty. Korean.","That doesn't mean anything.. And plus.. I was never a fan of long legs. Makes me feel weird." I shiver at the thought. She chuckles. I look down at her and she looks up at me.

My hand caresses her cheek. "Since the day you walked into my class, with your one untied shoe and your uneven socks... I've always loved you." She chuckles. Her lips pressing against mine, and this time.. I wasn't dreaming.

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I struggled a bit with this chapter but, hey. Its finished, I just hope its not complete horse manure.

Even if it was, hope you still enjoyed it..