1, 2, 3 Oneshots || NCT and The Boyz

🔵 River's cry [Moonbae]

A/N: This is part 2 of My Moon

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! 中秋节快乐!

It has been years since Jacob was left alone. Around 10 years to be exact. The love of his life swept away by the current they called life. Oh how Jacob missed his love, but no matter how much he pleads, he would never come back to life.

The first months of his death was hard on Jacob. Everything reminded him of the boy that was no more- the moon, the stars, their house, his paintings. Everything was related to Kevin and it made his heart ache in pain. There was not one day where he wouldn't break down.

But, it got better. Years after Kevin's death, Jacob got back on his feet and continued on with life. He never fell in love again as his love remained only for Kevin. It was difficult to move on but Jacob soon realized something important. Something he now takes to heart.

'He may be gone but his memories are still with you.' Jacob always remembers the last words Mrs. Moon told him before she and her husband, Kevin's father moved back to Canada. Staying in Korea was too much for them and Jacob understood.

Moving on doesn't mean forgetting everything they have been through. Moving on means accepting that their gone and are willing to keep them alive through memories. Moving on isn't forgetting, moving on is enjoying the memories you spend together more now they're gone.

Jacob knew that now. Whenever he sees something that would remind him of his lost love, he would smile. He did have his moments; he'd relapse and wished he too had died along side the only person who made him feel loved.

He'd wish he had died instead of Kevin. But Jacob was strong. No matter how much thoughts circle around his head, trying to make him break. He wouldn't. He wanted to live- for Mrs. Moon, for his parents, for himself... For Kevin.

Every year, he'd visit Kevin's grave and reminisce. Reminisce all of those times, not knowing it would be the last time they'd experience it together. He'd remember every moment he spent loving this boy. And that made him happy.

There were times when his mind would trick him. It would make him believe that Kevin was hugging him, under the moonlit sky, every year he would visit his grave. In those times, Jacob just smiles. It may be tricks but he was glad his mind made him think so.

Jacob was getting ready to visit Kevin's grave once again. It has been 10 years but he has not broken this tradition. Not once did he miss a day to visit the love of his life. Every year, there would be a new set of candles, a new bouquet of flowers, and new set memories.

As he sits down on the picnic blanket he brings with him every year, Jacob would begin by changing the candles and lighting them up. He'd then remove the wilted bouquet of flowers and replace them with new ones. When everything was set,

He'd talk. He would talk as if Kevin was there. He would let out all of his worries, his fears, his thoughts like no one was listening. He had no one to rely on. The only thing Jacob can do was wait every year to let it all out in front of Kevin's grave.

Jacob was barely recognizable compared to when Kevin was still alive. As it has been years, Jacob aged and so did his thoughts. His once soft dyed brown hair turned gray, and his once soft cheeks were wrinkled and sad.

Even with all of these changes, Jacob still thinks he is still the same boy who fell in love at the age of 20. In his mind- in his dreams, he was still a 20 year old boy, falling in love over and over again for a boy named Kevin Moon.

That night, he fell asleep. He fell asleep and woke up in the past. The past when Kevin had not yet left this cold and horrible world. Kevin looked the same as he did years ago. That ageless face was the same one that Jacob fell in love with years ago.

"Cobie," Kevin said with a smile. His mouth showed a smile but his cheeks were filled with dried up tears. "Kebie.." Jacob whispered back. He was back in his old body, the body that has not been aged and tolled over with the loss of a loved one.

"I love you, you know that." Jacob nods frantically. He knows that Kevin loves him. Of course, he does! "I love you too.." Jacob says back. His tears started to fall from his eyes. Kevin's tear filled face gave the boy a comforting smile.

Jacob ran to the boy and hugged him tight, not wanting to let go. He wished he could stay like this and yet, he knew he couldn't. "I heard your poem.. The one you wanted to tell me before I left." Kevin told him. "I loved it so much."

That made Jacob cry more. He hadn't mentioned that poem ever since he said it to the moon. "I have to leave. Want to help me get ready?" Kevin got out of Jacob's arms and started to walk away. They were at their shared living arrangement, Jacob realized.

Kevin headed to his room and sat on the vanity where he used to always use when getting ready. He started to comb his hair and put on some light make up. Even without make up, Jacob still thinks he's the prettiest boy in the world.

Jacob couldn't do anything but stare as Kevin got ready. As he turned to look at the small window perpendicular to the vanity, all he saw was black. He looks back at his boyfriend, only to see him standing up and almost ready to leave.

"Do you have anything else to say to me, love?" Kevin asked, fixing his tie and brushing his hair again. "Love?" Jacob snapped out of his trance and asked him to repeat what his said. "Silly, Cobie. I said, do you have anything else to say to me?"

Jacob slowly nodded. "Kevin Moon, I love you so much. I don't know if I showed you the love you deserved but I know that you deserved a lot more than I have shown you. There were many things we have yet to accomplish together but I'm still grateful for everything we did."

"Kevin... I love you." Kevin placed a kiss on Jacob's tear stained cheek. "I'll always be here with you. I love you too." Jacob let out a shaky laugh and kissed Kevin for the last time. "I love you." With that, Jacob woke up with a smile for the first time in years.

十年生死两茫茫，不思量，自难忘。

Ten years, dead and living dim and draw apart. I don't try to remember, But forgetting is hard.

千里孤坟，无处话凄凉。

Lonely grave a thousand miles off, Cold thoughts, where can I talk them out?

纵使相逢应不识，尘满面，鬓如霜。

Even if we met, you wouldn't know me, Dust on my face, Hair like frost.

夜来幽梦忽还乡，小轩窗，正梳妆。

In a dream last night suddenly I was home. By the window of the little room, You were combing your hair and making up.

相顾无言，惟有泪千行。

You turned and looked, not speaking, Only lines of tears coursing down.

料得年年肠断处，明月夜，短松冈。

Year after year will it break my heart? The moonlit grave, The stubby pines.

09/10/22