Tuesday, 8:23 A.M.

Call Doraemon?
Yes / No

"The number you're trying to reach is not answering."

Call Doraemon?
Yes / No

"The number you're trying to reach is not answering."

Call Doraemon?
Yes / No

[Hello?]

[Wait... Who is this?]

[Jee, this is Taehyung.
Yoongi hyung is in the
producer's room. It was
the third time you called
so I picked up.]

[I see. Can you just pass
the phone to him.]

[I cannot. He won't listen.
He is doing work.]

[Well Tae, its kinda
important.]

[Are you safe?]

[Yeah I am safe and
sound. But, like can you
just make him talk to me
for a minute?
I will be obliged.]

[He is busy Jee. I cannot.
He generally works like
that when we have our
album releasing. Please
understand others.]

[I do understand. I am
your elder, Taehyung. I
am telling you to do it,
then either do it or hand
the phone to someone
who doesn't have stereotypes
against me.]

[Excuse me? I guess
I apologised for earlier.]

[Did you mean it? Well I
am not here to give you
life lessons-]

[What makes you think
that I'll take life lessons
from someone like you?]

[*Sigh* I don't really care
what you think. Just lemme
talk to Yoongi.]

[He isn't free like you.
so bye.]

[*Sigh* bye]

Tuesday, 2:00 P.M.

Doraemon

Doraemon:
Did you and Tae fight?
Did you say anything to
him? He was sulking...

Me:
Yoongi....

Just fuck off.

Doraemon:
What in hell did I even
do?

Me:
Nothing sorry.
Will ttyl

Doraemon:
No. Talk to me now.

Me:
I am in the living room
rn. Will talk to you once
I get back to my room.

Doraemon:
Okay.

As I entered back into my room and closed the door behind me, my knees buckled causing me to fall down on the cold floor. I felt like breathing again as I took off the mask of expressions I had been wearing.

My hands started trembling, just like they were in the morning. It was difficult for me to compose myself when Taehyung took the call.

Pathetic Jee, you are so weak.

My breathing went heavy and my heart thudded in my chest. I fumbled a few times before I could actually dial for him.

[Hello? Jee?]

His voice made me weak, as if urging me to be myself. I just wanted to hear it because I knew that I could be authentic here.

My hands were trembling and my entire form was like a dried maple leaf in the autumn of Canada.

[Jee? You're there?]

[Y-Yeah.... Y-Yoongi.]

The way my lips were quivering while I was speaking just made it clear that either I couldn't act in front of him or I didn't want to.

[Hey?! What the fuck
is wrong with your voice?
What happened?]

Two tears fell down my cheeks and they were real. It has been years since I last cried. The pain, everything, it feels so raw. So real to be a dream.

[Speak it shithead! You're
scaring the shit out of me.]

[Y-Yoongi, this... This is not
a dream. I am... I am feeling
the pain. It's so real.

I don't want it. I don't want it
at all. Just wipe it off. It's so
real. It hurts.]

I broke down and my own sobs felt painful to my ears. I had been wanting to feel this so much, but now that I am here, it aches. My entire being aches.

[Are you crying?
What happened Jee?
I am sorry for what I
said earlier. I am sorry if
it's my fault.

I'll say countless sorrys.
Please don't cry. Don't cry
please. Jee, please.]

As he was pleading for me not to cry, I could feel the barriers of emotions being broken like a dam causing a flood to rain over my face.

[Yoongi... I... I don't
like this.]

[What happened? Tell
me! Tell me what happened.]

[Y- Yoongi *sniffle*
Lily... She died.]

[*Gulps* Take deep breaths,
Jee. Everything's gonna be
fine.]

[No. Nothing's gonna be
fine. It was just yesterday
that I said I like her. I shared
such a strong bond with
her. Whether it be of hate, or
anything. That bond gave
my life a thread.

It was straight away connected
to my being. Without it, my
dream is real. The reality is
devastating Yoongi. It's painful.]

[It was always real. You
need to snap out of your
dreamworld before it
consumes you.]

[If I end this, will she be
back? Is this a dream? I cannot
distinguish. I am confused.

Are you a dream? Are you
real? What's reality? What's
not? Wasn't this all a creation?

Am I insane?]

[No calm down. Jee, listen
to me. Just listen to me and
don't question yourself.

I am not a dream, nothing is
a dream. It's all real. And you
need to realise this. I know it
hurts. I know because I have
experienced it.

My love, understand that at
a point you're going to need
to change your behaviour and
actions. You need to acknowledge
that the things you want or
feel can be harmful to you.

The most important thing to
end the suffering is to stop
identifying with it. If you stay
like this, 'Oh this thing makes
me feel this emotion, this is
so necessary' , You'll never
get over it.

Anything or anyone who will
try to take you away from that
suffering would turn into your
enemy cause you'll feel that they
are taking a part of who you are.

Don't let it stick to you. Don't let
an emotion define if you are alive.]

[*Sniffle* My love?]

[That's all you got
from what I said?
I should've been careful
of the pervert assassin.]

[*Giggles* Yeah. *Sniffle*]

[Are you laughing or
crying?]

[Both *sniffle*]

[Calm down and sleep.
Everything will be fine.
I assure you.]

[You... You assure me?]

[Yes I do.]

[Hundred percent?]

[Yes. Hundred percent.
Time is not called the biggest
healer for no fucking reason.

Time is real, and let this
reality sink into you.

Go and sleep now.]

[I cannot, I have to attend
a party. It's a business party
to which I have to go.]

[Refuse.]

[I cannot. I'll manage. I always
do. Thanks, Yoongi. Though I
am embarassed for life for
crying in front of you.]

[Don't be embarrassed. You
made me cry too.]

[You cried?]

[A little.]

[I don't know what to say.]

[Obviously you're stupid.]

[And for Taehyung... I didn't
really say anything. I just said
that I am elder and he was supposed
to either respect me or pass the
phone to someone else.]

[I am sorry for not being
there.]

[It's okay, it's impossible to
be there everytime in real
life. In my dream-]

[Shh... I know you have
a world in your head and you
love to dive into it but
you need to come out to
breathe. Don't let it choke you.]

[Yeah.]

[And I am not a fucking dream.
I mean I am dreamy but
I am not a dream. I am real and
I am here. Remember, we are
paperclips supporting each other.]

[Yup. We are paperclips supporting
each other *giggles*]

[Bye. Take care.]

[You too. Bye.]

Call ended.

•••

(A/N: okay, this chapter was serious. 😓)