A few hours, the plane touched down in Incheon. The familiar breeze once again hit Kookie and Hoseok's skin, welcoming them.
"HOBI OPPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
"Ohmagaw- BABYYYYYYYY!!!!!!"
It was a wonderful sight, seeing his hyung happy and reunited with the people he loves. Hoseok gave Kookie a glance, teary eyed. He showed a very smile, feeling extremely happy for helping his hyung.
"Hey kook!"
"Yeah?"
"Follow your heart, but never forget your mind!'
Kookie smiled, giving Hoseok a thumbs up as he ran to the taxi. Now, time to get real.
His heart was beating really loud, unknown if it was of happiness, nervousness or.... anger. He wasnt ready to see his wife, tucked up in a coffin.
A few minutes later, he reached their old apartment, a flower stand with a sash greeting him. He hold on to the strap of his bag for dear life. He stepped in but before he could reach the living room..
Blackness surrounded him as he heard a voice..
"Welcome back, motherfucker.'
