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"You have a fatal disease and you didn't f—king bother to tell me?" Yoongi asked with disbelief. No anger was traced in his voice, but I could hear the disappointment and sadness.
"Suga I-" "Don't 'Suga' me!" I flinch at his tone and nod, biting my lip. I see Jin and his mother standing there awkwardly. Yoongi storms out the front doors and I continue to look at the ground. "Let's get you looked at. Jin, please," Dr. Min breaks the ice, Jin nodding. "Let's go Hoseok," Jin smiles sadly at me.I nod and follow Jin, Dr. Min going towards the way Yoongi left.
D R . M I N
"Yoongi...?" I gently call out, seeing my son on a bench.
I walk over and sit next to him, hearing a sigh leave his mouth. "Yoongi, sweetheart," I place my hand on his back and he flinches. "Don't be so-" "Don't be so what eomma? Negative? Pessimistic?" He turns and snaps at me, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. "Listen to me please," I whisper. "I don't want to loose Hoseok! I don't want to be missing him like you miss appa!" Yoongi snaps again. I bite my lip and hang my head. He continues.
"He left because he didn't love us," Yoongi sighs. "Don't say that Yoongi. He loved you very much," I mutter.
"Next thing I know, you'll be killed in a car crash or something. Then I'll have no one since Jun-ki is moving to the states," the black haired sighed. He looks at me.
"Eomma, I don't want Hobi to leave," Yoongi says, tears falling from his eyes. I pull him into a hug. "I know it's going to be hard sweetheart, but stay strong. For him and yourself," I whisper in his ear as he cries softly.
After what seemed like a few minutes, he pulls back and wipes his eyes. "T-Thanks eomma," he mutters and I place a kiss on his forehead. "Of course dear. Now let's go inside and see how Jin and Hoseok are."
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"Honestly Hoseok, you're not looking too bad. Just keep on with the treatment and resting. Do a little exercise everyday, but not too much," Jin smiles sweetly. "Does that mean-"
"No, no dancing."
I nod sadly. "I understand," I smile softly. Jin dismisses me and I leave the room to see Yoongi and Dr. Min talking. Yoongi turns his head to see me and he runs to me, giving me a hug.
"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that," he whispers, his head buried in my neck.
I hug him back, squeezing him for reassurance. "It's okay Suga."
I smile and press a sweet kiss to his lips, and he we go home.
A/N:
So last chapter is next!
After that, the next book will be published 👀Edited: No
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