Jaehwan’s PoV.

                He was gone.

                My Seokjinnie, the one person I had ever loved. He was gone.

                The Society had come to question me, and said that Min Yoongi would take care of me later, whoever that was.

                I vaguely remembered something about him before, from when I was a child…

                I sobbed, sitting on the edge of my bed. It was way past Curfew, but I couldn’t sleep. Not without Seokjin.

                I hadn’t slept in days. I couldn’t.

                “S- Seokjinnie, where did you go…?” I buried my face in my hands.

                It hurt without him here.

                I just wanted him to come back.

                “W- Why wasn’t I good enough for you, Seokjinnie?”

                I sobbed again.

                “D- Don’t leave me… Why didn’t you l- love me?

                “What was Namjoon that I wasn’t?”

                I curled up into a ball, trying to suppress my tears.

                “Please, Seokjin… Come back…”

                Taekwoon and Hakyeon came over to comfort me, but all I could do was cry.

                I missed him.

Yoongi’s PoV.

                “Jungkookie… I miss you…”

                I walked slowly, gripping my gun shakily.

                “I… I need to find you…”

                I struggled to keep going.

                I didn’t want to.

                I couldn’t.

                My heart hurt as I thought of Taehyung.

                “Wh- Where are you?”

                I stopped, looking up.

                Voices.

                Two of them.

                Quietly talking, with hushed voices filled with emotion.

                “Namjoon… We made it…”

                “I know, Seokjin”

                “Namjoon?”

                “Yeah?”

                “Are you feeling alright?”

 “Y- Yeah! I’m fine, Seokjin. Just a bit tired from running. But I’ll be fine…”

                “Go to sleep, okay, Joonie?”

                I knelt down, listening to their conversation.

                Jungkookie had to be close.

                My bunny had to be close.

                And I had to kill him.