let me pick up your bones and hide it in my arms

“goth-ish yoongi”

《yoonmin-ish》

the cool wind blew through the empty streets of highwood. yoongi strolled the empty street, a box in his hand. inside it was the remains of his beloved dog, min holly. his thoughts were almost as empty as the streets of highwood. the residence rarely had people outside communicating or some other sort. he arrived at the destination he was heading to. he walked up the porch of the old house

his house needs repainting.

yoongi walked in the pastel pink door, the once baby blue covering the old house was starting to fade abd get covered by moss.

"hello, jiminie."

yoongi said to no one in particular, the house was as empty as his heart. he walked up the slightly broken flight of stairs that led to the so called jimin's room. he walked slowly, taking in the environment he was in. it has been exactly 3 months since the accident that happened. and yoongi was no where close to moving on from it. yoongi walked up to a pastel blue door, jimin's name engraved on it. yoongi knocked twice before entering the room. jimin would always ask anyone who would enter his room to knock twice before entering. yoongi inhaled the vanilla scent that roamed in jimin's room. he lighted a vanilla scented candle the night before.

"how was your day, jiminie?"

he asked the body sitting on top of jimin's bed. the body belonging to the only park jimin. yoongi managed to get it preserved, it costed him a fortune but he could care less. just to see his best friend's resting face. yoongi placed the box filled with holly's bones beside jimin's cold body

"holly died today. i guess she really wanted to see you."

yoongi spoke to the body softly, as if any form of loud noise would break him. yoongi sat beside jimin's cold lifeless body. he reached for his best friend's hand

"a lot changed when you left."

yoongi started, looking at nothing in particular. he rubbed circles on his best friend's cold small hands. he let out a shaky sigh as tears started to form in his eyes as his eyes started to get glossy

"the streets are less cheerful. no one seems to want to talk to me. you left too early."

yoongi continued, gently squeezing jimin's lifeless hand. silence engulfed the two bodies in the room. yoongi let his tears fall down his pale cheeks, he would let them fall but he remembered jimin never liked it when yoongi was crying. he would cry as well. and that was the last thing yoongi wanted, seeing jimin cry. yoongi immediately wiped his tears away. yoongi let go of the boy's hand ans got up from the bed. he reached for jimin's cheek, cupping it, and kissing the lifeless boy's cold forehead

"i'll leave holly to you, so you won't be alone anymore."

yoongi told jimin as he left the room. yoongi went home, his thoughts raced. why did jimin die so early? why did he leave yoongi? what did jimin do to receive such cruel fate?

yoongi arrived home, the cool breeze and creaky sounds weren't welcoming at all. although, yoongi could care less. all he wanted was to lay down his soft, warm mattress and fall into deep slumber. he went in his cozy pastel green colored home. he kicked off his shoes and went up to his room. the minute yoongi laid his head on the soft comfy pillows, his door bell rang

"fuck"

yoongi groaned as he scrambled himself to the door. he wore his glasses to see who the damn person is. the door bell rang again

"jesus christ wait!"

he screamed at the door, he made his way to the door to see a girl who looked like a Japanese, sh3 smiled brightly and said

"hello! i'm your new ne-"

"i could care less."

yoongi cut her and closed the door on her and went back to his room. he fell on his bed and closed his eyes. he didn't want anyone to communicate with him, or even breathe the same air with him. it annoyed him to the point where he would cut off the person's dick whether it was a girl or not. yoongi started to fall asleep, hugging tightly his kumamon pillow jimin gave to him.

meanwhile yoongi was asleep, the girl who moved in was still outside, astonished with what yoongi did. it was quite rude but the girl shrugged it off. she went back to her house and sat on her couch, thinking about the odd mint green haired boy.

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》cutting it here coz i'm such a great author lmao. this part of the book will be cut into diff parts btw《