MR. PAINTER ||JUNGKOOK X READER||

25. The Memory Left

Y/n

The moment he asks who I am, I realized that I lost him. My tears stream down my cheeks painfully as I saw his worried expression when he saw me crying. He step closer but I really need space from this shock. So I left like a coward getting out of his room and goes to another.

I will not be there to sleep with him in our shared bedroom. He will feel awkward sharing his room with stranger. The thought of it hurting me to the bones.

"My child?"

The door open on its own as I glanced to the man walking into my room when I was already get dressed. My great grandfather.

"What's wrong?" He ask. I cannot answer him because he might already know what's lingering inside my mind loud and clear.

"Aren't you happy that Jungkook is awake now?"

I look up in disbelief, clearly he knows that this is will happening. But I can't blame him because he doesn't tell me. He might want me to find out by myself.

"He doesn't remember who I am, grandpa." I look at him, he is showing his sympathy, pulling me into his chest for a hug. I lean my head in defeat. I know I lost him.

"My poor child. He will be okay, he will remember you again."

"But how?" There's a spark of hope in his statement that he is certain about.

"Vampires needed to adjust with the changes. Jungkook is a new born. Stay close with him, but you have to be patience with him, my child." He caresses my head as I feel my body limping with sadness.

My great grandfather carry me to the bed and put a blanket on my body. He look at my fave and run his thumb to wipe my tears away.

"I wanna be like you, grandpa."

Suddenly, a crazy idea popped out of my head. He frowned in confusion as he stare down at me.

"What are you saying, my child?"

"I wanna be like you, to be vampire, to understand him, his pain, his happiness." The only blind decision that I can think of right now, a short cut, I don't wanna lose Jungkook too far beyond his memory for the sake of him being a new born.

"You wanna be a killer like me?"

"It doesn't have to be." I sit up to have a better, serious conversation with my great grandfather. Maybe this will end well for all of us.

"I don't have to kill anyone to eat, you said the hospital will provide our need for us."

"Sometimes there's a delay, my child, we have to find our foods on our own. Which mean you know when we were hunting we have to take lives."

"You have been doing this for more than hundreds years and you survive the aftermath. I will be too it's just a matter of time."

He sighs, holding my hands.

"You don't have to be a vampire and sacrifice your life for Jungkook, my child, I'm sure if he is in a right mind, he will against you from doing this."

I don't care. What life I have it doesn't matter without Jungkook. I have found my courage with him, to run away from sorrow, he saved my life. And I have to do the same to safe his.

"Jungkook is not going to die, he just need time and space to adjust himself. His memory will be back."

"Did you suffered the same as him before? When you changed, did you also lost your memory?" His smirks tell me everything that now and then wasn't all the same. He is living a hundred years before and the situation is so much different with the modern day.