𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖇𝖔𝖒𝖇 | 𝖓𝖈𝖙 𝖒𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 𝖆𝖚

𝟜𝟝

~Aspect's P.O.V~

As I watched Chanyeol's coffin being lowered into the ground, I began to remember my moms funeral. When Chanyeol was there crying and I had to comfort him.

It hurts, it really does. Whenever I think of Chanyeol, my once happy memories turn into dull ones. We had been close ever since I had joined WayV, and he was like another brother to me. He was with me through everything, and now our journey together is over. I'll never get to see him smile, or hear is laugh ever again. It's just gone, forever. A distant memory.

When I woke up after passing out on the roof top, everyone was surrounding me on the hospital bed. All of NCT and Stray kids stayed with me the few days I was recovering. I haven't spoken since, though. It's almost been a week and I haven't said a single word since the day Chanyeol died. I'm not sure I can even speak anymore.

After the funeral I got changed out of my 'fancier' attire and into comfy clothes. Then I laid down on my bed and sulked like I had been doing prior.

This continued on for a few more days. Although those days felt like months. Until Kun finally broke it. He came into my room one day and turned on the light. I squinted my eyes and groaned, not being used to being in the light. I pulled the blanket over my head and tried to go back to sleep.

"Nope, don't even Y/N. You've gotta get out of bed" He told me sternly, yanking off the blanket. I huffed and tried to pull it back, but my body was too weak. "Come on, please? We all miss you, and you're not gonna help anything by just laying here and isolating yourself" He explained and I shrugged, but deep down I knew he was right.

I did miss everybody, I just can't face them. It's my fault Chanyeol is dead. I can't go on with my life knowing it's all my fault.

"Let's go, get dressed. I'll wait downstairs for you" He said, before getting up to go walk out.

"B-But, Kun" I said, my voice extremely raspy and breaking. I quickly cleared my throat and grabbed my water bottle, chugging it to help with my voice.

He looked shocked to hear me speaking but then quickly smiled at me. "Yeah?" He said and so I put down my water and continued.

"If I can't live with myself for what happened, then how do the others feel?" I questioned. I had to know if they blamed me as much as I blamed myself. Kun just smiled sadly at my question.

"Y/N, they don't blame you for what happened. We all blame Lucas. It's his fault not yours" Kun explained to me, and I just nodded.

"Okay" I said softly, and Kun nodded at me.

"I'll meet you in the living room" was all he said before leaving.

Guess I've got to get ready.

~Time Skip~

After I was done showering and getting ready, I mentally prepared myself for having to see everyone. I know Kun said they don't blame me, but what if they do? What if they don't want to see me.

I took a deep breath as I tried to shove all the negative thoughts away. Then, I carefully walked down the steps and into the living room where I saw most people gathered. They all looked over and became silent at the sight of me.

"Hi" was all I said with a small wave of my hand. All of them were still silent and just staring at me. So I sighed as I turned around to go back upstairs and to my room. But then a voice stopped me.

"Yo Aspect! It's good to see you again, you wanna watch a movie with us?" Mark asked me, and I turned around, a slight smile on my face for how nice he is.