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yoongi is standing on the curb outside the institute , hands in his pockets, blond hair falling to his eyes, setting sun hanging low in the sky.
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He wants to scoff. it's just a flower. a flower blooming from a weed peeking through a crack in the curb.
it's yellow. the flower bothered him, his eyes fixed on it.
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there's feet hurrying towards him, someone panting while trying to catch their breath. "slow down joon-ah, there's no hurry" yoongi mutters. "hyung , i told you to stay in" namjoon looks worried. yoongi hates it. and the flower, he hates it too. "just wanted some air" .
"ok hyung" namjoon tries to sound less hurt while helping yoongi to his jacket. "we can go now. the others must be waiting. I-" namjoon halts, worrying his lips wondering
whether yoongi caught the way he choked at 'others'.
yoongi isn't listening.
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"hyung?" yoongi's watching the flower.
"joon?" there's something bothering yoongi and the flower is yellow. yoongi breathes out shakily.
namjoon finds the flower at the end of yoongi's gaze. The hands adjusting yoongi's jacket collar tightening into fists.
he's no psychic but holy fck he knows.
namjoon blinks trying to chase the tears blurring his eyes away. this isn't the time.
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" joon, I- I don't know. there's something I- " yoongi sounds confused and a little annoyed. he just wants to grab the nagging thoughts in his mind and throw them out. he can't breath. there's something clutching at his throat, squeezing his windpipe slowly, crimson painting its hand.
"hyung it's ok. please breath" namjoon's hands are shaking. he's not ready for this. nobody was ready.
" hyung?" "hyung.. hyung.. hyung.. hyung.. " yoongi chants dragging a breath.
namjoon puts his hand on yoongi's waist gently. like he's gonna break. god yoongi hates this.
"hyung we are gonna head back." namjoon's saying. slowly turning yoongi around. yoongi hates the flower but he can't look away. a weak barely audible " joon" got namjoon's hands tightening. they start walking, namjoon slowly dragging yoongi away and it takes three and a half blind steps for yoongi to tear his eyes away. namjoon breathes.
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not 2 minutes later they are sitting in the car. yoongi buckles his safety belt himself with namjoon's hands fluttering above his, trying to help. " you ok hyung? " namjoon's reading him, eyes searching his face carefully.
yoongi nods,his "yeah joon-ah. let's go." sounds so hollow in namjoon's ears. his heart aches.
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yoongi sits, hands on his lap. a clenched fist and a finger aimlessly scratching his thigh over gray sweats. a tiny soft hand,a yellow t-shirt soaked in blood burned into his eyes.