(CONTINUATION)

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During this whole time, Yoongi had been conscious and heard everything and was shocked to know that the Hobi that is currently nursing him isn't quite the same Hobi that used to visit him in the past.

After hearing them I feel so devastated but then I heard the boy next to me or the Hobi next to me suddenly say that he would give me a name like I am some kind of an abandoned puppy with no name. He then called out my name YOONGI. Immediately my eyes shoot wide open to see the boy; to confirm if it's really the new Hobi or my Hobi.

I know I have not mentioned my name to him even once since we met in that alleyway so how is it possible that he would coincidentally say my real name? Just how? I ask myself.

'' It ... can't be ... right?'' I murmured

Hobi had scattered a bunch of SpongeBob band aids messily all over Yoongi's face trying to make sure he covered every wound some not even a wound. The boy even manages to get some on his own cheeks.

I struggle to somehow sit up-right with few groans escaping my mouth and we never break eye contact with each other. Hobi just looked quietly towards me while facing me and still sitting with his knees in his embrace as if waiting for me to acknowledge him and tell him he did a great job taking care of me as my angel. He was wearing a short school-boy pant and a long sleeve white shirt with red stripes drawn on the shirt.

I can't tell you what's worse. My sadness in a form of hollowness is a shell, holding in oceans of tears. Though, it also holds a thousand pieces of glass that are wedged in between my soul and body. That's the pain. All I am is sadness, every other emotion pushed from my being. Where there was the love, the light, the laughter is an aching hollowness. The urge to cry comes and goes chaotic, powerful, spilling hot tears. In-between the floods it sits heavy on my heart. My lips quiver and I struggle with what to do with this wave of emotions that confuses me whether I should be happy or sad while looking at the Hobi in front of me which obviously isn't my Hobi.

His eyes became glacier under the sheen of water while he gazed at me with a warm loving stare and the most affectionate smile giggling through his mouth. I freeze and my heart aches.

''I 'M YOUR ANGEL JHOBE HOBI'' he smile the brightest infectious smile doing the 'V' sigh with his fingers next to his right eye

He is like the Sun. He is the brightest you could ever meet. There is no difference because it is Hobi no matter how I see it. My Hobi is also the Sun and the brightest ever. There can be only one Sun occupying the sky and it just so happen that I am seeing them through a different eye glass that's why they confused me when in fact it is the same one and only Sun that stares at me; the same Hobi I am viewing through a narrow glass. Hobi my one true love and my one and only warm Sun.

And me? Well, in his little System, I was Pluto: a strange, little cold planet that no one wanted around the Sun, but who oddly was spinning around him in circles, in the opposite direction as everyone else.

Suddenly it dawns on me that these feelings I have for him can't end until my body ceases to function and my soul is released for whatever comes after. There is no perfect lover, we are all flawed, but knowing those flaws and still loving with all your heart creates perfect love. I hope that somehow they are embedded into my soul; that our love will endure.

I didn't care anymore if he was the ghost Hobi or the child Hobi or not, to me he is just my HOBI plain and simple.

'During the past and now even on my dark days my love for you rides underneath it all, keeping my mind from sinking into the mire that claimed me in the past. I know that however deep I fear I've fallen; you will be there like solid ground to steady me, giving me time to climb back into positivity. I won't sit still though, I won't curl up and refuse to move like my body wants. This too will pass.'

I gave in to the urge and pulled him a little roughly as I was kind of desperate for his touch immediately into my embrace and finally my pipes busted while I sobbed with my face buried in his neck. He smells exactly like how I remembered but this time more vivid and more real.

He was real, my Hobi was real and he came back to me. He didn't leave me behind; he found his way back into my lonely arms filling my insides with more warmth than I can ever imagine.

'' I love you like the nascent leaves of spring love warmth; I love you like the ancients loved the night sky; I love you like a cool draught of water on a summers day.''

Love is nothing like finance, we don't give a certain amount to get something back; we simply give.

I remember Hobi's love brought life and fire back to my soul, and so I will love him back to his current true self and wellness.

'' My ANGEL HOBI, I will never look further than you, my love. If my heart is a flower waiting to bloom, your love is the only sunshine it needs. I will stay honest, truthful and full of more love for you than you can ever understand. I will be soft, kind and the most gentle to you, my love, I promise with my heart and hope to - '' Said Yoongi

''Thank you for staying alive Yoongi-yah'' he suddenly said in that same tone of voice the ghost Hobi uses and I chocked and almost stopped breathing while my heart trembles faltering because I remember those exact words and moment and in quick breathes I pull away my body breaking our hug at once to look him dead in the eyes one more time.

'' R-repeat what you just said'' I begged him while stuttering on my words

He just gazed up at me as if observing me, feeling lost, unsure, confused and perplexed all together. Then after a while he seems to give up on trying to understand what I was asking him to do almost as if he has no idea of what I am talking about; not a single clue in his head so he chooses to rather smile and laugh sweetly as if moving on from a moment of total blankness before saying excitedly,

'' Do you like SpongeBob too? I like this'' he said with his voice returning into his high childish pitch pointing at Yoongi's black choker that has a round white stone in the middle. It felt like I had imagined that tone and those words he spoke with before.

A brief second of pause between us; and he stops laughing and peek shyly at me and I see a twinkle in his eyes and a reflection of myself as clear as the past great memories we shared together flashing briefly in front of me and I knew.

My old Hobi exists inside of this one all along and it came and conveyed his feelings to me ahead of time before I meet his real self who is unable to express his true feelings or love properly. The Ghost Hobi came to give me his love the time when I needed it the most unselfishly, and so now it's my turn to give back my love now that he also needs me.

'' My Hobi, My Angel, MY Sunshine; I used to think you were my sweet painful cruel curse but now I know that you are actually MY STAR the most brightest in the sky''

Yoongi slowly took off his choker and put them around Hobi's neck. Hobi also exchanged his big Native American styled feather necklace Jimin bought for him during their time in the mall before he disappeared that afternoon. Yoongi looked at him with a flirting gaze and the boy's face immediately turns red as if there has been a sudden increase in temperature. Hobi became so shy he blushes red. Yoongi's feelings for him escalated and he leans in and lands a sensual loving kiss on Hobi's forehead and the top corner of Hobi's right eye affectionately treating him like a fragile and precious Jewel, which he is to Yoongi. His actions in-turns tickled Hobi and he giggles out a pure innocent laughter that sounds like the beautiful sound of mockingbird.

I will love you,
Like the sky,
Loves the birds,
With open hands,
And infinite freedom.

(By , October 31, 2016.)