Before You Leave |Min Yoongi|
                Before You Leave 

                      |Min Yoongi| minyoongi stories

f_priestly "Embrace reality, even if it burns you."
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Before You Leave |Min Yoongi|

"Isn't there anything you can do?" A man with silver hair and beading black eyes spoke to the doctor in the white coat, "You said she had a year left to live." His face was full of expression; sadness, anger, confusion.

The doctor flattened his gaze, "Unpredictable things change certain circumstances. I'm sorry."

The silver haired man looked away from the doctor and through a window to one of the hospital rooms, "But you have to be able to do something, anything."

The doctor sighed, writing something down on his clipboard, "Look, Mr. Min, if I could do anything else for your wife I would, but I can't." He then clicks his pen and places it in his coat, "I apologize but the most humane thing to do for her is to pull the plug."

Yoongi then turned his head back to the doctor but he didn't say anything. He just looked at him for a few seconds before turning his body wand walking inside the room door, leaving it open.

Yoongi then slowly approached the hospital bed to the left of the room. His footsteps were light as he made his way to where his wife lay in bed, unconscious.

Once by the bedside, he stays standing, reaching his hand to hers.

"Hey, Y/N," Yoongi speaks softly, holding her cold hand in his. He looks at her bruised bod, carefully taking in everything he could, "Kitae is at the top of his class thanks to you," He smiles, gripping her hand, "I think a girl's involved though." He laughs.

The machines running to keep her breathing seemed to slow down in Yoongi's eyes. Everything seemed to turn darker by the minute.

He opens his mouth, "You know I'm here for you when you need anything," He sits down on the side of the bed, facing his wife, "You know I'd never leave your side." His voice starts to go throaty and his eyes start to look glassy.

The machine starts beeping slower.

"Y/N, tell me what to do," Yoongi pleads, tears now rolling down his cheeks, "How can I raise Kitae by myself? Where do I start?" He raises his voice, pain circulating through his veins, "I can't live without you. I don't want to live without you. I am still in love with you."

Yoongi then looks up at the oxygen cords connected to her nose and mouth. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing deeply and slowly.

The tears hit Y/N's cold hand as Yoongi now looked down, gripping her fingers even tighter, "I've never felt this way for no one, baby..." His voice breaks again, "And I don't think I could ever feel this way again if I tried." He slightly smiles.

The machine stops.

"You're still my girl." With that, he stands back up, leaning down to kiss her forehead. It was cold, freezing. She was alive but she wasn't at the same time.

Her body was there. But her soul wasn't. The coma which she was taken in was destroying her body and her mind.

If, by some miracle, she woke up, she'd be brain dead from the car accident which she was a victim in.

She was lucky the head-on collision didn't kill her on the spot. But, it took everything from her. She went into shock and hadn't been in control of herself for nearly four months.

And there was nothing the doctors could do.

Yoongi was about to turn around and leave when the doctor entered the room. Yoongi looks a Y/N one last time before wiping his tears away.

He then looks at the doctor, taking in a big breath, "Pulling the plug will stop the pain, right?" He asks softly.

The doctor nods, "It'll stop her suffering and it'll help your family let go easier." His words seemed true and comforting. He wasn't lying.

"Okay," Yoongi nods, "Pull the plug."

The doctor then walks past Yoongi, calling a few nurses into the room. Yoongi, however, didn't stay to watch the murder of his wife. Especially since he ordered it.

Instead, he walked to the waiting room.

"Daddy?" A little boy then appeared, running up to him and grabbing his legs, "Where's mommy?" He looked up at his father with his piercing gray eyes.

"Kitae," Yoongi speaks as he picks his son up in his arms and starts to walk to leave the hospital, "Mommy's on vacation and won't be back for a while." He smiles, holding his baby boy tightly.

"What does vacation mean?" Kitae asks again, looking into his father's eyes.

"Vacation means being in a better place and not having to suffer." Yoongi wasn't sure what else to say to his six year old son. He was at a loss for words for himself even.

"Does that mean mommy's happy?"

“Yeah, buddy,” Yoongi holds back his tears as he hugs his son even tighter, now wanting him to see how much pain his father was in, “Mommy’s happier than ever.”

Yoongi then closed his eyes.

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