colours; a yoonmin fanfic

prologue

it was a tuesday, maybe. no, it was definitely a tuesday. 

it was around fall. there were too many leaves flying around. they crunched beneath his feet. he doesn't know why he remembers that. 

it was october. their anniversary was coming up. yoongi distictly remembers smiling goofily at the thought. 

hobi loved that smile. the goofy one when his teeth would be on display, pink gums accompanying them in a soft display of affection. 

yoongi only caught himself smiling like that when he was with hobi. or thinking about him. or doing anything that even slightly reminded him of hobi.

that was maybe the last thing he remembers before it happened. before he felt something rip deep within his chest. before the blinding flash of light that didn't last more than a second, yet took so much away with it. 

a split second later, his eyes opened. and everything was gone. 

the colours disappeared. just like that. 

and he was running. he remembers the panting breaths that tore through his chest vividly. he remembers how hard his heart was beating. the panic, the confusion, the realisation that no matter how hard or fast he ran, he would be too late. 

no matter how hard he tries not to, he remembers every second of it. and he hates it.

A/N: time for me to break some hearts.