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“Do you have it ?”
“Yeah it’s the strong shit so be careful kid.”
“Yeah yeah, how much ?”
“564,000 won kid”.
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Taehyung headed to the apartment that he once called home. Now a empty shell, there was no music playing in the background signaling Yoongi was in the studio working on a new piece. No more gummy smiles or “Hey brat” to greet him .
The apartment was now cold, damn Yoongi took all the joy and warmth with him to the grave. But it didn’t matter any more,Taehyung would bring it back with the flick of a lighter and the joint in his hand. Even if it was for a couple of minutes.
He sat down in the couch and took a hit, the rancid sent of weed started to fill the apartment just like it has done several times.
The more Taehyung inhaled the louder the music from the studio became. The warmer he felt as Yoongi sprawled on his chest. He could smell the faint fragrance of strawberries that Yoongi liked to bathe in. The taste of dark coffee each time Yoongi kissed him.
But it wasn’t enough. He couldn’t fully feel Yoongi there. Taehyung sat up straight, the effects of the drug making him see things blurry and wobbly.
Taehyung prepared the dose, and perhaps he overloaded it a bit to much but he needs it. He needed to feel the warmth, to feel Yoongi once again.
He tapped the needle a couple times before extending his arm and aiming for the greenish vein. A sting traveled from his arm through out his whole body before he relaxed.
Taehyung felt a rush before letting the syringe fall next to him. He tipped his head back,getting comfortable on the couch once more before continuing to take hits of the joint.
“Taehyung-ah...”
“Yoongi ?”...
The effects started. He could he his lover’s voice once again. He could feel the tears pool at the edge of his eyes. A heavy sob filling the empty apartment as Taehyung broke down just like he had done several time before.
“Tae-Tae my sweet bear don’t cry “.
“Why ? Why did you leave me Yoongi ?”
Taehyung could feel his veins burning and sheen sweat starting to form in his brow. But Yoongi’s warmth wasn’t dying down. The music in the studios was become louder and louder .
“Taehyung-ah don’t cry love “.
His body was become hotter and his left side was become numbly cold.His mind was fuzzy as more of Yoongi’s warmth engulfed him.
“Please come back Yoongi, please please .”
Salty tears that rested on Taehyung’s lips mixed with the bitter taste of weed as Taehyung inhaled more as to not lose Yoongi again.
Weight started to form on Taehyung’s chest as the sobbing became harder. His whole body trembled with force as hot tears ran down his cheeks.
The weight started to become uncomfortably heavy making Taehyung start to gasp for air. The left side was now become harder to move, his body was on fire at this point.
“Yoon-Yoongi, I can’t...can’t breathe “.
Taehyung started clawing at his chest trying to find a way to get air into his lungs. Everything as burry as panicked tears started to swell.
“Yoongi hel-...help me .”
“My poor winter bear, don’t worry we’ll meet soon.”
Adrenaline pumped through as Taehyung tried to dial 119 through blurry eyes, his breathing was become ragged and his the weight on his chest didn’t cease. His hand trembled, his left hand was to heavy to move.
The line rang for a couple seconds before a woman answered , “119 what’s your emergency ?”
The weight was become to much and Taehyung could only gasp out inhorencies as pain filled his chest and body.
“H...h...me...”
“Sir I need you to speak up, sir I’m going to track the call and send an ambulance and officer soon , stay on the line with me okay .”
“Yo-...yoon”
“Sir ? Stay on the line please, the patrol is almost there.”
“...Yoongi” .
“Hobi, Hoseok love someone is knocking at the door, come with me .”
Jimin made his way down the front door, a sleepy Hoseok shuffling slowly behind him. They turned on the front door light as they opened the door, the harsh light blinding him before being met with 2 police officers.
“Are you guys Park Jimin, and Jung Hoseok ?” questioned one of the officers.
“Yes we are sir, is something wrong ?” asked Hoseok.
“Are you guys acquaintances with Kim Taehyung ?”
“Yes we are officer, I..I’m his best friend is something wrong officer, is Tae okay ?”
The officer sighed before speaking once more.
“I’m sorry to say this but Kim Taehyung was found dead in his apartment around 1:20 p.m yesterday afternoon . The cause of death seems to be a heart attack cause by a overdose . I’m sorry for your loss Mr. Jung and Mr. Park .”
Taehyung woke up standing in front of his apartment door. He was confused as to when he went out but entered nonetheless.
He was greeted with a soft melody being played in the studio at the end of the hallway. The apartment that was once frigid was now calid, a delicious aroma of food filled Taehyung as he slowly headed to the hallway.
Confused he called out, “Yoongi ? You here hyung ?”
His heart accelerated at the sound of a response. That sweet voice, the soft patter of feet heading towards him created tears in his eyes.
“Oh hey brat, your finally home. I’m made dinner, come on let’s eat, I’m hungry .”
Taehyung’s breath hitched as in front of him stood Yoongi. Soft pale cheeks, his same feline eyes,the same ones Taehyung had fallen for. He stood there with a light smirk as Taehyung took all of it in.
His eyes blurred and tears ran down as he held Yoongi in to his arms. Yoongi was warm and very much real. He smelled like strawberries, just like Taehyung remembered.
“I mis-...I missed you hyung.”
Hiccups followed as Taehyung fell apart in Yoongi’s arms. He hugged the older tightly not wanting to ever let him go.
“Yeah yeah , I missed you too brat ,” Yoongi confessed, a small gummy smile displaying on his lips .Yoongi smiled once more before placed small kisses over Taehyung’s face.
“Welcome home my dear winter bear “ ... ♡