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“No, no, no, no, no, no. C'mon babe, stay with me here.” Hoseok grapsed at Yoongi's face, the face that was dripping with red blood. The face that was bruised as hell as a gun fell from his hand, the smoke of it still smoking from the shaft.
“Are they… are they… gone?” Yoongi asked weakly, slowly. Hoseok brought him to his chest and kissed the top if his head that was stick with blood. He's sure he has some smeared on his lips now.
“Baby, why would you do this? I told you I had them!” Hoseok asked gently, though his voice was on the cracking edge of a sob.
“They,” he coughed and the sight hurt Hoseok as blood splattered onto his hand and he drew it back with a soft expression that was laced with pain. “They changed their plans, Hoseok. They- they were going to kill you.” He found his hand and it was trembling. Hoseok's breath hitched at the coldness of it and he began to register just how pale Yoongi looked. It pained Hoseok to see his beloved like this, the look of pain apparent in Yoongi's eye but he smiled. He smiled one of his award winning gummy smiles and Hoseok smiled smally as he held the younger man to his chest. That is until reality set in and he realized he was about to lose his boyfriend.
“Baby, you can't leave me. Please, not now. I'd give you anything to stay with me. Just please-” Yoongi leaned up with a grunt and pecked the corner of his lip and leaned back down with a smile.
“Baby, can you sing that song for me?” Yoongi asked in a small gentle tone as if he didn't get fucking shot in the gut and didn't get beat the fuck up by the other gang members.
“Yoongi-”
“Hoseok-ah.”
Hoseok stared at the older man laying in his arms and let out a small whimper. Yoongi brought his hand to his face and pulled him closer so their foreheads met. Hoseok swallowed deeply and breathed in before letting broken notes spill from his lips.
“You are my sunshine,” Hoseok let the tears fall freely from his eyes and Yoongi tried to wipe them away, wincing at the pain in his abdomen.
“My only sunshine,” His lip trembled and his voice cracked. Yoongi let a small smile grace his features as the light from his eyes faded ever so slowly. Hoseok shook his body. “Yoongi!”
“Finish the song.” Yoongi said in barely a whisper, fighting to keep his eye open.
“But baby you're…”
“Please. Close your eyes for hyung and sing.” The voice was weak, breaking even. Small tears were trailing along his bloody face, carrying the blood in their rivers and dragging them along. He looked at Yoongi, his eyes blurring with the tears swelling in his eyes. Yoongi reached up a weak hand and shut them gently. “Sing for me.”
“You make me happy when skies are grey,” Hoseok fought the urge to open his eyes to check on Yoongi who shifted in his grip and Hoseok felt him fighting to keep his head upright. Hoseok squeezed his eyes and pressed on.
“You'll never know dear, how much I love you,” Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The light grip on his forearm felt like a dead weight and Hoseok held back a sob, choking on his own tears and spit.
Finish the song.
“Please don't take my sunshine away.” He cracked open his eyes. Yoongi stared up at him, the light in his eye was into the size the head of needle. A smile of pain and happiness lay plastered on his face.
“I love you, Jung Hoseok, my sunshine.”
“Yoongi?!”
“I love you so much.” The light dances slowly, fading, and his eyes began to close and time felt as if it had stopped completely.
“Yoongi, oh god. It's okay. It's okay. Oh my fucking- please don't leave me here. Please hold out till I get an ambulance- Yoongi?! Yoongi, baby, this isn't funny. Hyungs shouldn't play tricks on their dongsaengs.” He sobbed and he brought Yoongi's body to his chest, his throat clenched around his esophagus causing bile to rise up his throat as he pulled the body closer, sobbing into what was once his.
Please don't take my sunshine away...