Your Warmth [YOONMIN]

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Yoongi couldn't help but blame himself for the death of his fiancé. He had promised to protect him, promised to make sure that he was kept safe and sound.

Yet he failed.

He stumbled out of the house and got in his car, of course he wasn't in the right state of mind to drive. It was a little past 1am and he was drunk off his head.

It's been five months. Five torturous months. He simply couldn't do this anymore, he couldn't live on like this. There was no point, to say the least.

He took a few gulps of the bottle of alcohol as he drove down the road at full speed. Did he care? Absolutely not. He was done living.

Tears ran down his cheeks and his eyes were bloodshot. How could Jimin leave him alone in this miserable world? As he pressed on the breaks the car came to a sudden halt. The cliff was right there.

Yoongi shook his head, once again grabbing the bottle of alcohol. "Don't do this Yoongi. This isn't what either of us want" Jimin said softly, looking at him from the front passenger seat.

Yoongi looked at him, "I miss you. I'm sorry, I tried. But I can't live without you" he whispered before dropping the bottle in his hand, grabbing on to the steering. The engine revved up and the car raced over the cliff.

It felt like everything was happening slowly. Yoongi took his hands off the wheel and closed his eyes. This was it. This was what he wanted.

• THE END •