You were determined to kill yourself, but what would happen when instead of ending your life, you ended up summoning the devil of death?
Alternatively:
The Devil: I'm here to ruin you, I'm here to save you.
Note: OST for the final chapter is Save Me by BTS. The lyrics used in this fic is not translated by me, kindly click the 'cc' /subtitle button in the music video of save me to see the translated lyrics. Bold and italicized words in this update are the lyrics of SAVE ME.
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In your case, the first love letter you had received was also the first farewell letter addressed to you.
Kim Taehyung. This was the name of the man who left a letter on your bedside table before leaving for good.
He told you he would come back, sadly he didn't say when.
"Noona is treating me like a child, eomma," Jeongguk ran his hand through his blond hair while talking to your dead mother.
Your sibling had changed so much. He was no longer sporting that bowl cut hairstyle. His now long hair was tied in a bun, exposing his undercut.
He looked good. You knew he waited one whole year to achieve this style.
Yeah. One year.
One year had passed since Jeongguk decided to grow his hair. It had also been a year since Taehyung left.
"If cooking and taking care of you is the definition of treating someone like a child, then yes." You grinned at your brother. "I am indeed babying you."
"Oh please," the younger boy rolled his eyes. "You call it cooking when you're just frying vegan bacon and throwing greens in the blender."
He shuddered with disgust. Jeongguk didn't know if he could still bear to drink another glass of green smoothie. It tasted like shit.
"Don't act like I'm not doing you a favor, Kookie. You know Jimin's beauty is timeless. He is immortal and you're not growing any younger."
You only meant to tease him, sadly he didn't find your joke amusing.
"Please don't remind me," he groaned.
Jeongguk and Jimin were dating. You knew the latter loved your brother a lot; however, this wasn't enough to ease Jeongguk's mind.
He was insecure. He didn't want to grow older. He wanted to stay as young as Jimin even after many decades.
You considered this too. The thought of having wrinkled skin and gray hair scared the hell out of you. You even worried about not being able to paint your nails since old age caused nails to grow more slowly.
