⭐️ I Could Never Forget You | Namjin

🐨 When I say that I miss you more 🐨

너무 야속한 시간 나는 우리가 밉다

이젠 얼굴 한 번 보는 것 조차 힘들어진 우리가

-Spring Day

It's a boring day at work, not really, but it feels that way. It's all boring without someone to tell it to. I stitched up the foot of a woman who stepped on a Lego and got it embedded in her heel. Then there was a man who was sure he was dying but really just had a stomach ache. There were more, countless more, all passing in a greyish blur, but what's the point in telling them if there's not a person to hear?

Sometimes when I can't take it anymore I try to imagine I'm telling these stories to Jin. It never works. I can hear his laugh but it's too far away.

I pick up Minnie, Kook, and Tae from school and we go home.

We're almost home, stuck at the longest red light in all of Korea when Minnie speaks up, loud enough for me to hear him from the back seat. "Appa had another interestingly boring day." he remarks

Jungkook looks up from his sketch pad "Isn't that an oxymoron?" Nobody answers. Jimin is staring out the window again and Tae's humming along to music from his headphones so he won't get carsick.

Jungkook talks the most out of the three, maybe because he's the youngest but also because he doesn't remember Jin as much. It makes me feel nauseated to think that he doesn't remember or even know his father. It isn't his fault, I know he doesn't like not remembering Jin.

If he were older I would ask him how it feels to forget someone, I want to but that would only upset him further when he already feels guilty enough. He used to ask me about Jin but I could never manage anything more than a few sentences without breaking down. I can't afford that when I have to be strong for them.