Chrysanthemum flowers, tinted with red flourish in the room, candles lit as one who rest was being mourned.
In this hall, those who know him cry in woe. White handkerchief were used to wipe their tears, sobbing in the corner.
"He, was a great guy" Someone said with such cries
Everyone could understand the sorrow of each other, having to lose a person they know and cherish was a great pain. Piercing through their heart.
"Don't worry Nana" Mark whisper, leaning down and kissing his husband.
"Grandpa is with Mama now" Mark reassures as Jaemin cry on Grandpa's ashes. After the new year started, Mama was diagnosed having a tumor, and it decreases her health day by day, till his last breathe. She didn't even get to celebrate Minhyun's second birthday when she planned ahead about it.
Because of the loss, Grandpa didn't carry it at ease. Sadness eaten his body as he too just fell asleep, a peaceful sleep and he can no longer be woken up.
All of Mama and grandpa's friends, relative were their to mourn for the old man, he was one of a man, everyone says that he was the kindest, and he truly love his wife that he can't life a whole another year without his wife.
Now they were above, together again.
"Mama" Minhyun called for Jaemin, as the little boy finally got to learn to be stable in walking. He pull Jaemin's shirt to catch his attention, wondering why his "mama" was crying. Jaemin immediately carry Minhyun and hugged his son tightly.
"Mama? Why? Mama?" Minhyun do not know to properly make up sentence yet, he was barely two years old, Minhyun was a smart kid nonetheless, he know when people are sad and angry, and happy.
As a little kid he know that if he broke something he should always say sorry, even if his "sorrys" were incoherent from crying, he tried his best.
"Grandpa is in heaven now with Grandmama" Jaemin sobs, with a naive little Minhyun rather became comfort. "Are they also riding a train?" Minhyun asked and Jaemin nodded.
"Then Grandpa happy--Gwandpapa..l-loves train" Minhyun said, very talkative for his age. He was indeed a smart kid.
"Yes yes, they will be happy there" Mark said happy about Minhyun positiveness, it helps Jaemin's calm.
"Oh--are you Jaemin?" A unfamilliar voice called out, making both the couple turn around. A confuse look in their face when a woman in her 40s appear infront of him.
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Our Treehouse (MarkMin)/ EDITING
FanfictionYoung , naive , can do a lot of mistakes. Teenagers tend to imagine everything as a worthy adventure regardless of its consequences , even the innocent that surround the classroom have his own view on many things , things that they haven't experien...