Book 1 - O2

Chapter 8

Jeongyeon's POV-

I pull up over a flower shop. Throughout the ride, Nayeon and I had small conversations. I feel pretty good now. I don't feel lonely today, not so lonely as compared to the loneliness I used to feel these past years. It feels like I have someone. 

We both get off the car and enter the shop. I buy orchids, whereas Nayeon buys Lilies. I insist her to let me buy the flowers as an apology for pissing her off earlier, even though I didn't really do anything. I pout while paying and she passes a smile showing her bunny teeth.

I think we got a little close.

We get into the car and I, as always open the passenger door for her and she flaunts her hand waiting for me to hold it.

"Pfft!" I take her hand and lead her in and ofc there were more FIREWORKS.

After some minutes we reach the graveyard. 

"Nayeon?" I ask her. 

"Hm?" she looks up after fixing her dress. 

I lend her my arm so that she can hold it and we can enter the cemetery together. 

"Gaja?" I look at her, my eyes pleading, please join hands?? please? But hey it's not so obvious okay? 

"Pfft. Why are you acting so weird?" She brushes past me. 

My self respect~~~~~~~

I run after her. She walks really fast.

"Do you want me to join you?" I stand in front of her, abruptly stopping her.

"Ah~ I have to mourn 3 people today Jeongyeon. You can go ahead." She shoves me with both her hands and walks away after giving a weak smile.

"I'll wait for you. We'll go back together, okay?" I say smiling.

She turns back and waves at me. "Sure" 

Her eyes twinkle with tears. 

I smile back and make my way towards Joy's grave. 

After walking for a while, I finally reach her.

"Hi Joy.." I smile looking at the grave. 

I sit down and bow at it. I replace the flowers with the new one. 

"I am back. Did you miss me? HAHA." A cold breeze blows by. 

"Wait, let me play your favorite song."

<play Melting - Kali Uchis>

"Let's sing together ah? Joy?" I look back at the grave. This deep pain in my chest. I clutch onto it.

I look up and the sky is bright with birds chirping. A perfect morning but not so perfect journey.

I sigh, and comfortably sit beside Joy's grave. And we both start humming.......

"You are my church, you are my place of worship,
I heard you're the plug, can I be the circuit??"

I hum a little more to the song. 

"I missed you Joy. I miss you when I get weak and vulnerable." I pat on the grave taking out small weeds.

"I have a surprise. HEHE. I couldn't forget about it, ever. " I always bring one-two bottle of soju with me whenever I visit Joy's grave. I like drinking with her. We never got the chance to drink together, now I have all the time in the world to get drunk with her. What an irony! HAHA. I pour in her glass and some in mine and say cheers! and gulp down one neat shot.