「Chapter Twenty-Nine」

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it was not an illusion

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it was not an illusion

"What is it that you want, Hoseok?" Seokjin questions on the phone, and takes a bite of his sandwich

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"What is it that you want, Hoseok?" Seokjin questions on the phone, and takes a bite of his sandwich.

"I want to talk to you alone." He wipes away the teardrops that are running down his cheeks, and sniffs the air.

"Come over," He says, and takes another bite. "I will be waiting for you."

Deep down, Seokjin knows that something does not feel right, and his friend is struggling with so many things, at the moment.

He needs help.

The doorbell rings, and Seokjin opens the door, but when he sees his friend like that, his eyes widen

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The doorbell rings, and Seokjin opens the door, but when he sees his friend like that, his eyes widen. "Jesus— what happened to you?" He lets out a sigh. "You look terrible."

Hoseok gives him a bitter smile, and hands him a white envelope. "This is for Yoongi," A tear starts running down his cheek, but he quickly wipes it away, not wanting to show it to his friend. "Give it to him when the right time comes."

"I don't understand what you're doing," He lets out a breath. "Haven't you thought about chemotherapy? Hoseok, your life depends on that shit."

"I'm dead inside anyway, so who cares?" He shakes his head, and turns his back on his friend. "Please, just remember to give the letter to him at the right time, okay? This is all I ask."

"You haven't come all the way to my house just to tell me this shit, have you?" Seokjin shouts, but the boy is not listening as he is getting farther, having his hands in his pockets in this cold weather. "Fuck!" He curses under his breath, and slams the door shut.

Carefully, he examines the envelope. There is something written on the back of it which says, 'To Min Yoongi, the man who could have saved me...'

Could have?

He throws it on the table, and decides to call Namjoon to get some help, because he is so confused, at the moment.

"Come on, come on, come on, pick the damn phone up," After a few seconds, he picks it up, and Seokjin shouts on the phone, "Get your fucking ass here, right now."

"What? Baby, is everything okay? You always try your best not to talk like this," Namjoon is filled with shock, because his boyfriend never talks to him like that unless he is angry. "What's wrong?"

"It's about Hoseok."

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