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Yoongi slowly opened his eyes and blink so that the tear in his eye that blurs his vision will drop so he can see what he knows won't be there anymore.

Angry, he clenched his jaw and forms a fist while he stares at the clear blue sky and growl his frustration towards whoever watches them from up there hating him/her for putting such a cruel curse on him so that once he said those words he will no longer see the one person he holds dear to him.

(Sometime before this)

Yoongi always sees Hobi whenever he is injured. The boy will undoubtedly appear to him always in the same orange garment with wavy brown locks and he will take proper care of him, stay with him for as long as until his wounds fully heal then he suddenly disappears. It was strange at first but then he started to get use to and addicted to it to the point that he looks forward to their meetings.

However the need and the obsession to the need of meeting this boy grew intensely to an unhealthy stage where he now goes looking for trouble so that he will get injured and the boy will appear to him once again. Unfortunately for Yoongi, the world being unfair to him as always, the younger boy appearance started to dwindle down even if he injured himself on purpose or not.

Yoongi became scared worried and afraid as his feelings of affection towards the younger grew unbearable including his obsession over the boy Hobi.

One day, he intentionally drove his bike directly heading towards a coming truck; but then a ghost image of Hobi suddenly appeared in front of him begging for him to stop what he is in the midst of doing which he immediately swerve his bike to the side rolling and toppling off to avoid the coming truck lorry and only hit his head with a few scratches on his body which could have been worse. He pants heavily still sprawled face up, back against the grass on the floor, arms and feet spread apart and facing at the sky, eyes close, mouth open gasping for air.

Yoongi felt a light touch on his cheeks. He opened his eyes and saw those familiar pare of watery eyes looking back at him, fear, hurt and worried and sweet caring affection reflecting on them. Hobi appeared but this time he was even more transparent. The boy was crying. His mouth was moving like he was saying something to Yoongi but then he disappeared along with the wind just like how he suddenly appear, before Yoongi later heard his voice and what he had been trying to say to him.

''Thank you for staying alive, I am sorry ... I...I LOVE YOU YOO...ngi,'' he said while crying.

A tickle of blood glide down on the side of Yoongi's head from banging his head on the hard ground along with a tear from his eyes and his vision became blurry before he gave in completely to the darkness.

It was after that meeting when Yoongi realise that his reckless actions aren't just hurting himself but he was also hurting the boy whom he is in love with. He realises he needs to quit the suicidal act and that also means taking good care of himself and make something better of himself, which means no longer getting a visit from Hobi his one and only soul-mate. It was a difficult decision; the hardest he has ever made in his life and it was about time he wakes up from this dream and get some much needed help. However, he had to see Hobi one last time and at least return the boy those three words that have been itching at the tip of his tongue ever since he first set eyes on him as well as goodbye and he got himself injured in a fight on purpose even going as far as picking the parts of his body he wants injured which is his face, elbow and collar-bone.

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After all, Yoongi couldn't blame his friends for being bored of hearing about him talk about the one who's got his undivided attention; Hobi. Especially when nobody believes the boy even exist. Yoongi was tired of trying to prove himself and being seen as a lunatic. He even tried his best to hate the boy for making him become a laughing stock to people now having the perfect excuse in making fun of him behind his back too. But his brain would supply him with nothing else to think about and he dwelled on how he would seduce Hobi, make him his, make him see they were soul-mates.

'' I guess I will see you again next time I get injured and I need taking care of (as long as it happened by nature and not by his own hands)... My own assigned nurse and special caretaker ...Hobi... MY HEART MY LOVE MY EVERYTHING MY BELOVED CURSE no matter how long that time may be when we shall finally meet again.''