A thousand years : The only boy in the galaxy

Chapter 4 : Embrace

The figure beside him, leaned in with a reassuring touch, his eyes filled with empathy as he attempted to offer comfort amidst Yoongi's mounting distress. Yet, his words were lost on Yoongi, his mind reeling with a whirlwind of confusion and fear.

Frantically, Yoongi sought to make sense of the surreal tableau unfolding before him, his thoughts a jumbled cacophony of disbelief and uncertainty. The realization that he was utterly alone in this strange and unfamiliar place sent a shiver down his spine, a primal instinct urging him to flee from the unknown.

With a surge of adrenaline, Yoongi's instincts kicked into overdrive, his body tensing as he attempted to push himself away from the looming figure before him. But Seokjin's grip remained firm, a steadfast anchor amidst the tumultuous storm raging within Yoongi's mind.

Desperation clawed at Yoongi's chest, his heart hammering in his ears as he struggled against the overwhelming tide of fear and confusion. "Let me go! Please, don't hurt me!" he pleaded, his voice raw with emotion as he fought against the invisible chains that bound him.

The air crackled with tension as the "angel" and the other figure exchanged hurried words, their voices a blur of incomprehensible gibberish to Yoongi's ears. Yet, despite the language barrier, a silent understanding passed between them, a shared determination to ease Yoongi's distress.

As Yoongi's panic threatened to consume him, a new figure entered the room, his presence a welcome distraction amidst the chaos, or so he thought as he realised in his hand he held an injection. The newcomer, clad in vibrant hues of red, approached with cautious steps, his eyes filled with concern as he surveyed the scene before him.

Yoongi's breath caught in his throat at the sight of the newcomer, his mind reeling with a dizzying array of questions and uncertainties. "Get away!" he cried out, his voice trembling with fear as he recoiled from the unfamiliar figure's approach. The man seemed flabbergasted at first but continued to inject him with the unfamiliar liquid. "This is it." yoongi thought. "They only awoken me to kill me."

But to his surprise, the newcomer wore a expression a mask of uncertainty as he regarded Yoongi with a mixture of sympathy and concern. "I'm sorry," he murmured softly, his voice a soothing balm amidst the storm of Yoongi's emotions. He blinked in confusion as he could now understand the strange man's former gibberish as words.

With a gentle touch, the newcomer extended a hand toward Yoongi, a gesture of peace amidst the turmoil that threatened to engulf them. "There, little one... that wasn't so bad, now, was it?" he offered, his tone gentle and reassuring as he sought to ease Yoongi's fears.

For a fleeting moment, Yoongi's heart stilled in his chest, the warmth of the newcomer's touch a comforting reminder of the humanity that still lingered amidst the alien landscape of his surroundings. "Wh-Who are you? What's going on?" he stammered, his voice trembling with uncertainty as he sought answers amidst the swirling maelstrom of confusion.

The "angel" exchanged a knowing glance with the newcomer, a echoed acknowledgement passing between them as they grappled with the weight of Yoongi's questions. "My name is Seokjin, and that's Namjoon. We are part of a six-person crew on this ship," Seokjin explained, his voice calm and measured despite the absurdity and lunacy of the situation.

Yoongi's brow furrowed in confusion as he struggled to process the influx of information, his mind racing with a myriad of unanswered questions. "How did I end up here? What happened to my ship?" he demanded, his voice tinged with a note of desperation as he sought to unravel the mystery of his circumstances.

Seokjin's expression softened with sympathy as he met Yoongi's gaze, providing a silent understanding of the situation as he grappled with the weight of Yoongi's unanswered questions. "Your ship... it was completely dead," Seokjin began, his voice heavy with sorrow as he recounted the events that had led to Yoongi's awakening.

A shiver ran down Yoongi's spine at Seokjin's words, a cold dread settling in the pit of his stomach as he struggled to comprehend the magnitude of the tragedy that had befallen him. "Everyone died inside their cryo pods. Everyone, except you," Seokjin continued, his voice barely above a whisper as he spoke the words that hung heavy in the air.

The revelation struck Yoongi like a blow to the chest, his mind reeling with the enormity of the loss he had suffered. "But... how?" he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief as he grappled with the implications of Seokjin's words.

Seokjin hesitated, his gaze flickering with uncertainty as he struggled to find the right words to convey the gravity of the situation. "The technology on your ship... it's over a thousand years old," he explained, his voice tinged with a mixture of awe and disbelief as he spoke the words that defied all logic and reason.

A stunned silence fell over the room as Yoongi absorbed Seokjin's revelation, his mind racing with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. "A thousand years... A millienal..... " he murmured, his voice hushed, as he grappled with the enormity of the revelation.

Seokjin nodded solemnly, his gaze filled with empathy as he reached out to offer Yoongi a reassuring hand. "I'm sorry," he again, murmured softly, his voice gentle amidst the storm of Yoongi's emotions.

For a long moment, Yoongi was silent, his mind awash with a tumult of conflicting emotions as he struggled to come to terms with the enormity of the revelation. "What now?" he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper as he sought guidance amidst the uncertainty that lay before him.

Seokjin's gaze neutrilises, understanding, the uncertainty of the future. "For now, all we can do is focus on helping you recover," he replied, his voice a steady anchor amidst the storm of Yoongi's emotions.

Yoongi nodded slowly, a sense of resignation settling over him as he accepted the reality of his situation. "I guess time will tell," he murmured, his voice tinged with a note of uncertainty as he contemplated the unknown path that lay ahead.

With a gentle squeeze of Yoongi's hand, Seokjin offered a reassuring smile, a silent vow of solidarity amidst the uncertainty that loomed on the horizon. "We're here for you, Yoongi," he assured, his voice a comforting reassurance amidst the chaos of Yoongi's thoughts.

As the weight of exhaustion descended upon him, Yoongi closed his eyes, allowing the steady rhythm of his heartbeat to lull him into a fitful slumber. In the embrace of darkness, he found solace, a fleeting respite from the trials that awaited him in the days to come.

And as he drifted into the realm of dreams, a sense of peace washed over him, a silent promise of hope amidst the uncertainty that shrouded his future. For now, all he could do was surrender to the unknown, trusting in the guiding hand of fate to lead him on the path that lay ahead.

And so, enveloped in the gentle embrace of sleep, and as the ship hurtled through the vast emptiness of space, Yoongi's dreams were filled with visions of distant galaxies and uncharted worlds, each one holding the promise of adventure and discovery. He finally surrendered to the darkness, his mind finally at rest as he awaited the dawn of a new day. For in the vast expanse of the universe, anything was possible, and only time would reveal the secrets that lay hidden in the depths of space.

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