All I Want for Christmas is You

Don't Leave Me

I have to admit, I was a little surprised to see Hoseok storming out of Liz's hospital room. I had heard his angry yelling, but I wasn't quite expecting him to come stomping out of the room in tears and spit at me that he'd be waiting in the car. As soon as he was out of sight down the hallway, I sighed and stood up and walked over into Liz's room. I pulled a chair up next to her bed and sat down. I stared at the floor and watched as a few stray tears that escaped my face fell to the ground and made tiny puddles on the dingy white linoleum.

I know that a lot of people think that I'm cold or apathetic. I understand why they might think that, but it's really not true. I just have a harder time expressing emotion than most people. I'm used to holding it in and putting up a front to appear strong. It's a horrible way to live, really, but old habits die hard. But just because I don't scream for joy whenever I'm happy or sob my eyes out when I'm sad doesn't mean that I don't feel those emotions. During the time that Liz was in the hospital, I had made it a point not to cry. It wasn't that I wanted to appear manly or tough, but rather that I wanted to be strong for Hoseok and Tracy. I knew that either one of them could break down at the drop of a hat, and I didn't want that to happen. But sitting next to Liz's assumed deathbed, I couldn't help but cry. The image of Hoseok storming out of the room in tears was engraved into my mind. What hurt me almost as much as Liz's condition was seeing what it did to Hoseok. He's my best friend, and seeing him the way he was absolutely crushed my heart. I don't think that even he realized just how much he loved Liz. She was literally his entire world. As I mulled over my thoughts, a memory surfaced in my mind...

*Flashback*

I rolled my eyes and scoffed at Hoseok.

"64." He turned to me, confused.

"64? 64 what?" I rolled my eyes once again.

"64 times you've adjusted your tie since you came out here." It was his turn to roll his eyes.

"I have not. And even if I had, there's no way you were counting." I smirked.

"I did too. I know a nervous tick when I see it." He turned away, and I was positive I saw a slight blush on his face.

"Why would I have a nervous tick?" I cupped my face with my hands and made kissy faces.

"It's cause you're waiting for your sunshine," I said in the most aegyo-filled voice I could muster. He was definitely blushing now.

"You don't know that," he huffed. "Maybe I was waiting for... Jimin," he blurted. I rolled my eyes for almost the 64th time.

"Last time I checked you don't spend almost an hour getting ready to wait for Jimin." He crossed his arms.

"Well, while that may be true, Jimin really isn't out here yet. I'll go check on him," he muttered, seemingly eager to get away from my teasing. While he went off to find Jimin, Tracy and Taehyung emerged from the kitchen wearing the same formal wear that all of us were wearing. We were all going out to a fancy dinner together that we had been planning for a few months.

"Is everyone ready to go?" Tracy inquired as she sat down. I had to admit, when they weren't chasing each other or Liz and Hoseok around or something else crazy along those lines, they made quite a stunning couple. Tracy was wearing a bright, icy blue gown, and Taehyung wore an all-black tuxedo identical to the ones that all of us guys were wearing. I shook my head and sighed.

"Not yet. We're still waiting on Jungkook, Jimin, Jin, and Elizabeth."

"Make that just Jungkook, Jimin, and Jin," Liz's voice called out as she walked out into the living room in a peachy-pink colored gown. She began to walk over to sit down, but stopped short. "Oh, I forgot my purse. Tracy, have you seen m..." At the same time, Hoseok walked back out into the living room.

"Jimin will be just another mi..." Both of them stopped mid-sentence as they saw each other for the first time. Jungkook, Jimin, and Jin all appeared at the end of the hallway just in time to witness what was happening. Everything played out like some sort of cross between a K-drama and a princess movie. The two just stared at each other for what must've been at least five minutes. Even I couldn't help but smile. He has never, and I mean never looked at anyone like that before. I think she broke him. Suddenly, Jungkook's voice interrupted the ethereal moment.

"Hoseok-hyung, I think you're drooling." To everyone's surprise, however, Hoseok did nothing. He didn't throw a glare at Jungkook or try to slap him or even throw a pillow at him. And he certainly didn't snap out of whatever trance he was in.

"Yeah hyung, you're gonna be standing in a puddle soon if you're not careful," Namjoon added with a grin. Yet Hoseok still remained frozen, oblivious to the whole world. I almost giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. Finally, after who knows how long, he finally stepped forward. As if they were somehow connected, Elizabeth stepped forward at the same time. They now stood face to face. Never moving his eyes away from hers, he gently took her hand and lifted it to his lips and kissed it. I heard a sound that could only be described as a meep and looked over to find Tracy practically melting onto the floor. I took the opportunity to look around at everyone's reactions. Taehyung and Namjoon were both wriggling in their seats with huge grins on their faces. Jungkook rolled his eyes, but he was smiling widely too. Jimin had a hand on his heart and a smile on his face as if he'd just witnessed the most adorable thing to ever exist, and Jin looked on like a proud parent. I was grinning from ear to ear, and honestly felt like wriggling around myself. I contained myself, however, and returned my attention to my smitten best friend and his equally smitten girlfriend. They were still staring at each other. As utterly adorable as it was, I knew they'd be there all night if someone didn't do something.

"Well, it looks like everyone's ready to go now. We should probably go ahead and get going." Everyone finally tore themselves away from watching the two lovebirds and murmured a chorus of agreement. Everyone began filing towards the door; well, everyone, that is, except for Hoseok and Liz. I chuckled to myself and walked over and tapped Hoseok on the shoulder. "Hey lover boy, we're leaving now." He finally snapped out of his lovesick daze and looked away from Liz. Hoseok snapping out of his daze seemed to snap Liz out of it as well, and they both nodded at me.

"Oh... y-yeah. We're coming." I turned and walked over to the door, but before I left, I stopped and turned around. Liz and Hoseok looked like a prince and princess that had just jumped out of a fairytale book. I could easily see why they had both been rendered speechless at the sight of each other. They started to slowly walk towards the door, but he gently hugged her from behind and they stopped. He leaned his forehead against the side of her head and closed his eyes. "You're so beautiful," I heard him murmur in her ear. I shook my head and smiled even wider.

I have never seen two people so in love.

*End of flashback*

The memory broke my heart into a million more pieces. More tears began to fall as I looked up at Liz. I sat in teary silence for another minute before I began to softly speak.

"Hey Liz, it's me, Yoongi. I know you can't hear me, or at least I don't think you can. But, I wanted to talk to you anyways, just in case by some miracle of a chance you could." I paused for another moment. "Liz, please, please come back. We all miss you so much. We're not ready for you to go." I swallowed to fight back more tears. "I miss you more than I can explain, but I know that Tracy and Hoseok miss you even more. They're both beside themselves without you. Especially Hoseok." I stopped again, barely able to hold in my tears. "If nothing else, please, come back just for Hoseok. He doesn't know what to do without you. He was in here a little bit ago, and I know that he said a lot of things. I don't know if you could hear him, but if you did, know that he didn't mean them. He's so overwhelmed by grief that he doesn't know what to do with himself. He hasn't been himself since the accident, and especially since the concert. He's been so quiet, reserved, and sullen, and he hardly ever speaks. He hardly ever interacts with anyone. He hasn't been sleeping either. I hear him crying in the living room at night after everyone else has gone to bed. And..." I felt tears finally start to fall as I tried to speak,"...he never smiles." I wiped my eyes with my sleeve as I began to cry freely. "Elizabeth, you're his hope, his sunshine, his purpose for living, his world." I buried my face in my hands and began to sob.

"Elizab-beth, p-p-please come back. So Hoseok-k c-can come back."

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I don't really have anything to say, so I'll just leave you with that. Veace out! >:F *evil author face of scheming*