Jungkook is sitting by his neighbor's side on the first step of the stairs. He can't avoid feeling like this is not gonna work out the way he wanted. But the boy next to him stood by him all these weeks. He should at least return the favor.- What do you need from me, Jimin?
- You're dead so-
- Straightforward, okay. I believe you.
- Sorry...I wish you weren't! I really do. I would never ask you for this if you were still alive
- W-What is it? Wait...What are you? Are you a guardian angel? Oh God, are you Death?! Do you wa-
- I'm just your neighbor.
- ...Oh
- And I'm still alive
Jungkook stares at him completely confused. He doesn't look the same way Tae did. The image of Jimin is just as clear as always. It definitely feels like they're on the same dimension.
- But then how can I see you? Are you a medium?
- Hahaha that'd be cool! But sadly I'm not. Remember how I told you Yoongi's ex-wife didn't take it well when he divorced her to be with me?
- I mean, no one can be really happy to be cheated on
- He was honest to her. He told her everything. Including that he was planning on coming here to live with me. I was waiting for him that night. But it was her who came for me first. With a knife in her hand
- Holy shit, that bitch! You want me to curse her? I can do that, right? Like the floor above mine? Maybe I can pull her legs in her sleep!
- You don't have to worry about her. She's behind bars now... Though I admit I did try to hunt her at first but...
- But we can't leave this building. Wait, if you're stuck here like me then aren't you dead?
Now Jimin smiles, getting to the most hopeful part of his story. At least from his current point of view.
- I survived....sort of. I'm technically in a coma. My body is in the hospital right this moment. And it's been there for a few years now.
Jungkook finally starts to understand a few things. When he moved in the building with Tae, the only neighbor he could see coming in and out of that apartment was Yoongi. He heard him talk about Jimin a few times. But it wasn't until now that he got the chance to see him.
- Yoongi visits me everyday. He holds my hand and talks to me. Sometimes I hear it in my head. And it sucks that I can't talk back.
- You being here...does it mean that you're...dying?
- Slowly, yeah. At least here I can spy on Yoongi when he comes back home. But out there...my organs are giving up. It's been too long and the doctors had no hopes. Until...
Jimin avoids his eyes. He has to take a minute to continue. Jungkook knows just by paying attention to his body language that he's gonna be involved in this story.
- Until?
- A miracle? A sad one. There was an accident. An organ donor died in a crash almost instantly. And yet most of his organs weren't harmed. It was a hopeful message to Yoongi and to me. I thought it would work but...for some reason they kept rejecting me. The transplants weren't working correctly and the doctors didn't know why. I thought I was gonna be able to open my eyes after all this time but...
- But I'm keeping you here...
Jungkook puts it all together. Finally making some sense out of it. If he keeps pretending to be alive. Pretending to be a happy little ghost trying to talk to Tae. Then Jimin's transplants will keep failing. He'll cost Jimin's final chance to live.
Suddenly, everyone involved comes to mind. Yoongi will be forever alone, thinking his ex-wife killed Jimin because he wasn't careful enough. Jimin will stay here as a false ghost until the death comes and he might disappear. That or see Yoongi knowing he'll never touch or kiss him again. And Jungkook won't get nothing out of it.
But the idea of giving up on Tae is too much for him. Jimin wants to be selfish but so does he. He wants to live here with Tae. He refuses to move on. He refuses to fully die. When thinking about how to say that to Jimin, he sees the doors of the building open. And there, looking slightly blurry are Yoongi and Tae. On the human dimension, the two of them are closing the umbrella they just shared.
- Thank you, Min. I forgot mine upstairs and... honestly I didn't think it would be such a storm.
- It's okay. You're the boyfriend of the boy next door, right?
- I...I was his friend, yes
- If you see him, tell him I said hi. We haven't met lately. And he was the only one here that talked to me at all
Tae doesn't have the heart to tell him about what happened to Jungkook. So he simply nods. As Yoongi enters the elevator, the young ghost stares at his best friend. At his pretty sad eyes, his cute mole on his cheek, the thin lips, the cutest little nose he's ever seen. Without looking away, he talks to the only one there who can hear him.
- I'm never gonna have what we had again, will I?
- I don't know, Kook...I tried talking to Yoongi but it's been impossible. At least to me...
Jungkook walks up to Tae. They're face to face but it's obvious the other can't see him. He memorizes every single one of his features. He sees the necklace he got him for his birthday still hanging on his neck. If he could go back in time and love him openly from day one, he would. But now...
- I'll give up, Jimin.
- R-Really?! So y-
- But you have to promise me something
- Anything.
- When you wake up...tell him I love him.
Jimin wants to answer. Of course he'll promise that. Without second thoughts. But before his words come out, the whole world moves. His vision gets blurry. The image of Kook starts to disappear as well as the building around him. It all turns white. A very bright and annoying white. He tries to adjust his eyes only to see a woman. Dressed in white and telling the doctor by her side that this patient is now awake...
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