Hoseok left his clothes behind, now in a white silk robe. He was petrified of Yoongi. Or more of the way he said that thing.

Hoseok had accepted his death pretty quickly. He would've usually panicked about his parents and friends but he was way too focused on Yoongi.

Yoongi sat in an armchair lazily as he hungrily eyed down Hoseok.

"What?" Hoseok asked, his face heating up.

"Nothing. Let's go." With that, Yoongi started striding ahead without sparing Hoseok another glance. 

Hoseok was entranced by the smaller. He talked so rudely yet his eyes spoke differently. He was both afraid and attracted towards Yoongi.

They were walking in the white void and the once loud and cheerful Hoseok couldn't bear the silence.

"So am I going to heaven?"

"There's no heaven or hell. You just live in the afterlife or get past it." Yoongi still wasn't looking at Hoseok.

"Can you explain a bit more please?"

"If you choose afterlife, you live, as Hoseok, amongst the strangers. You are stuck in it for eternity. And if you choose to get past it, then that's it. That's the end. Both your soul and body will be gone. You will be gone forever."

Everything was quiet after that as Hoseok seemed deep in thought. Maybe he was making up his mind.

"Tell me about yourself." He finally spoke.

"Me?"  Yoongi was quite taken aback. No one ever asked him about himself.

"Well what about me? I'm Yoongi, I'm a grim reaper, and I'm here to guide you to the afterlife." He sounded quite awkward.

"Oh c'mon. You know what I mean. Where do you live? What's your age? What do you do in your free time?"

"Oh ahemm well that... Umm... I-I live in the village. I have a small house. And I don't have an age. I live forever. And in my free time I- well you don't want to know about that."

"Ok. Do you have any friends then?"

"Friends? Why would I have friends? I'm a grim reaper."

"Well then, was being a grim reaper your choice or...?"

"Why are you asking so much questions? Can you please shut up?" Yoongi snapped as he stopped in his tracks and turned to finally look at Hoseok.

Hoseok got scared and shut up. He could feel Yoongi's piercing gaze on him as he just stared at the ground.

Meanwhile, Yoongi couldn't stop staring at Hoseok's collarbones peeking from under his robe. He yet again, was eyeing him hungrily.

What is wrong with me?  Yoongi let out a stressed sigh. Is this because of the human stuff I watch-

No. No. Clearly no.

Mr. Jung Hoseok,

"You make me feel things..."