"It's your birthday hyung. After a week's first anniversary of your leaving." I softly traced the ring in my hand. I brought these for us a year ago, your last birthday with me. It has craved our initials on the inside of the ring. "JJ" I kissed the rings lovingly. Both rings are with me on one finger. The day you went to the operating room you gave me your ring to keep with me.
"Hyung..." I softly caressed his urn I kept in my bedroom. I can't let it go until I fulfill his dreams for us.
"We have to go somewhere. I'll take you today. It's your birthday present." I carried him and went to the place we dreamed of together. To have a family together on our own.
"Welcome home hyung... This is our home. I did everything we planned. Let me take you around Hyung. Look I drew the paintings you suggested. Isn't those beautiful? As you said those are beautiful more than the paintings that we can buy from stores. And hyung... We can get drunk as you said. Isn't this too fancy hyung? But I love it. Look I filled racks with your favorites. I even put some lights on. I wanted to be this romantic." I grinned while placing the urn on the minibar. I have a lot to show him. Then I moved to our bedroom. It almost stopped me from bubbling things to him. As he wished for it I made it. King-size bed with black curtains, plushies, and his favorite books on the shelf, a wide glass window opened to a green path.
"Hyung... I didn't know how to do the kitchen settings. But I did it somehow. You will like it hyung. And look we can go to the garage from here. And took the car or bicycle and go on ride. Hyung... I looked for a little puppy. But I am scared hyung. I think I am not ready yet." I placed the urn in front of his photo I placed it on the big wall. The wall is filled with our photos from beginning to end. Our end... For a year I did the job I promised to leave. I couldn't help but go to that place and boxing with the people who were unknown to me and bring some money every day. More than money I loved the pain that cause me. I couldn't help but I found myself there every night to get ease my pain. My previous boss didn't let me work under him after Hyungs departure. Hoseokie Hyung got involved and prohibited me from work in there as a boxer. That was when I found someone who gave me the same job with a load of money, that's how I afford to do everything within one year. But there was no care as my previous boss does. But I didn't complain because I too wanted to suffer from what I am doing... Don't think of me as a psycho person but I loved the pain more than a silent apartment. It's time to get quiet about all of those things and settle here with him. This is the time to be me... Even though it is silent I loved to stay here as we wished.
The evil it spread like a fever ahead
It was night when you died, my firefly
What could I have said to raise you from the dead?
Oh could I be the sky on the Fourth of July?
Well you do enough talk
My little hawk, why do you cry?
Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?
Or the Fourth of July?
We're all gonna die
Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head
Was it all a disguise, like Junior High
Where everything was fiction, future, and prediction
Now, where am I?
My fading supply
Did you get enough love, my little dove
Why do you cry?
And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best
Though it never felt right
My little Versailles
The hospital asked should the body be cast
Before I say goodbye, my star in the sky
Such a funny thought to wrap you up in cloth
Do you find it all right, my dragonfly?
Shall we look at the moon, my little loon
Why do you cry?
Make the most of your life, while it is rife
While it is light
Well you do enough talk
My little hawk, why do you cry?
Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?
Or the Fourth of July?
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna die
(Sufjan Stevens - Fourth of July)
Hoseok's pov
"I am calling from Jeju Hospital. This number is on the emergency contact list." I got startled by the phone call he received.
"May I ask who is the person?"
"His name is Jeon Jungkook. 35 years old."
"Yes, he is my friend. Can I know what happened?" my voice got completely dry while replying to a phone call.
"Sorry for informing this. He was admitted to the hospital this morning because of heart failure. I am sorry we did our best but he didn't make it. We really are sorry." I lost my all strength and sat on his couch. I am still living in the apartment that Jin Hyung and Jungkook purchased for themselves. I promised to stay here for Jin Hyung and Jungkook. They gone... After 4 years of the passing of Jin Hyung Jungkook followed him.
I reached the hospital with Taehyung by the evening.
"His body was weak because of alcohol overuse. That's why he faced this at an early age. If he limited his alcohol intake he would have lived a long life." The doctor continued while handling Jungkook's stuff for us. We didn't know when he left Seoul without notice. For 3 years we didn't get a chance to know his whereabouts until today we got the call to inform his death to us. Me and Taehyung did our best to find him but his last letter to us left us from searching for him. He requested to live alone with his love. We let it happen without disturbing him. We received letters or random emails from time to time from him. Saying he is doing fine and that led us to believe him that he was doing fine out there.
When we got to his home for the first time all we saw is huge paintings of Jin Hyung placed all over the home inch by inch. A big dog came running to us wiggling his long tail and barking with enthusiasm. I felt sad for the poor puppy. It must be waiting for his father.
"Bam" Taehyung started to pet him with tear-filled eyes.
"How do you know your name?"
"An email" he smiled.
"He didn't tell me." I pouted while caressing the dog's head.
"It's okay... I was not on his emergency list. Remember." I faintly smiled at him.
"What we can do here Tae? After the funeral what we can do about these things? He worked so hard for these. I don't want to let those things get wasted." I hugged Taehyung and cried my heart out. I hate all the destinies that made them separated in their lives. What they did do to anyone to face this kind of tough separation? Their love was pure and filled with everything but they lost them without fault of their own. I hated this so much.
"Until we can protect these memories of them hyung... We will do it. Okay?" Taehyung assured me while brushing away my tears. I quietly nodded to him.
The end
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Wishes Of US ~Jinkook~
Fanfiction"We will meet again hyung." "When?" "Someday." "I don't like when words don't have promise or trust in them." "Me too hyung. I don't like to say words that don't have promise or trust in them." "Then why?" "What else can I say?" He tried to run away...
