Death and Dying (A~ Got7 Fanfic)

Chapter 19 // Youngjae

This was the sixth time that Youngjae had to apply his mascara now. His tears kept making the black liquid run down his face, and he was getting more irritated than sad.

He could cry later, but he had to be strong for a while.

Finally, the main vocal finished his makeup and put on his tightly curled wig. Today, he found himself wearing a surprisingly plain black dress, black heels, and simple makeup. Glitter and hot pink lipstick definitely didn't fit the mood for today's events.

He left the empty dorm, clutching his purse harshly in his struggle to not cry again.

The other members were probably making funeral arrangements for Bambam, but Youngjae told them he needed to be with his second family. He needed to be with the drag queens.

He called them up the day after ASC and told them to meet him for a special tribute to his friend. All of them, even Byunnie, told him they'd be there for support.

He still couldn't believe it himself. Bambam was actually dead.

He would never be able to go shopping with him, play pranks with him, talk, or just see Bambam ever again. He never even got to say goodbye.

Youngjae choked down another sob at the thought.

'Why wouldn't he tell us he was dying!? Why?!' Youngjae thought desperately.

He wasn't going to let anyone keep secrets from him anymore, not if they were going to escalate like this. As soon as he gets the chance, he's going to confront Mark about Jimin.

As he entered the front doors to the gay bar where the drag shows usually take place, he was met with a large crowd of 'ladies' standing in front of him. Youngjae was surprised to see some people that he had never even invited. With a nervous gulp, Youngjae got into the mental state of Jaella.

"Hello everyone," Jaella greeted the crowd with an obviously forced smile.

Instantly, every head snapped in her direction. She was caught off guard when one of the girls rushed over to give her a hug. Jaella could feel the girl sobbing into her shoulder and reaches up to pat her back. It takes her a second to recognize that the other woman was Mint. Mint was one of Jaella's closest friends, with her wavy blonde hair and usually pink sequinned outfits.

"I'm so sorry for your loss!" Mint cried out.

Jaella didn't have time to respond before someone pulled them out of the hug. Jaella was suddenly facing a slightly annoyed Jikwon and a concerned J-Honey.

"Don't smother her, Mint!" Jikwon snapped at the smaller girl, short black hair framing her face and wearing a dark green dress with black gloves and stockings.

Mint cringed at the words and took a few steps away from the three.

J-Honey gave Jikwon a glare before turning to Jaella with worried eyes. Like Mint and Jaella, she was also wearing all black and her light brown hair barely reached her shoulders. "How are you holding up?"

Jaella looked down at the ground, blinking away tears, "Not very well..."

"Oh sweetie! It's going to be okay. He's in a better place now," Jikwon tried to comfort.

"Thanks. We can talk later. I need to get to the stage."

They waved as she continued through the crowd.

"Good luck," Renana said, her being the closest person to the stage. Jaella looked over at the two toned brunette, admiring the black flower in her hair, before giving the woman a thankful nod and stepping onto the stage.

She grabbed the mic out of the stand and faced the crowd with as much courage as she could muster. At first, she let her eyes trail over them all, trying to spot people she hadn't noticed before.

Her eyes stopped when she saw Byunnie and Chaelyn in the crowd. Byunnie's red-violet hair was curled loosely and she was wearing a stunning white dress. Of course, she always needed to stick out.

Chaelyn was resting her head against Byunnie's shoulder. Her black hair was in pigtails that somehow managed to look sexy on her, her skin tanned, and she was wearing a leopard print jacket over her black tank top and booty shorts.

Normally, Jaella would throw up in her mouth at the sight of the "terrible two," but today was different. Today, they had sorrowful looks on their typical bitchy faces and Jaella felt her heart warm up at the sight. It seemed that everyone in the room was torn up about Bambam's untimely death.

Of course, it shouldn't surprise her. Everyone in the room was an idol. Mint was Taemin, Jikwon was G-Dragon, J-Honey was J-Hope, Renana was Ren, and so on. It was always especially sad when fellow idols die. Most of them had spoken to Bambam several times or at least seen him perform.

"Thank you for gathering here today," Jaella finally started her speech. "As you know, a very good friend of mine recently passed from this world. His name is Ba--"

Jaella had to take a second to regain her composure. The name alone had almost made her burst into tears.

'You can cry later. Stay strong!'

"... His name is Bambam, and he is one of the greatest people I had ever met. I'm sure everyone here can agree."

Sounds of approval come from the crowd, motivating Jaella to go on.

"Bambam was outgoing, funny, great at girl group dances, compassionate, and genuine. He had an awesome sense of style. He would spend hours just picking out a pair of shoes to wear in a day," Jaella described with a smile as she recalled the best things about her friend.

"Some people would get frustrated with how long he took, but I was thankful for his fashion sense. He would always help me get ready for drag shows, plan out skits and dances, and listen to me vent about pretty much everything. He was there for me when others weren't. He gave me the support I thought no one would ever give me. He wasn't just a friend to me. He was something more," she continued with a shaky voice, her eyes starting to water more with every word.

"We might let him go from our lives, but we can't let him out of our hearts. He deserves to be remembered. He deserves our love even in death. That's wha--" Her speech was cut off by a phone ringing in her purse.

Jaella would have ignored the call, but she realized it was Bambam's ringtone.

"Excuse me for a second," Jaella told the crowd while she dug out her phone and answered the call. "Hello?"

"Youngjae? Where are you? The others are worried," came a familiar voice from the other line.

"Who is this?"

"It's Bambam. Who did you think?"

Jaella gasped at the statement and covered her mouth with one hand. "Are you... a ghost!?"

"What? No. What are you talking about?"

"Are you... ya know... communicating with me from another realm?" Jaella explained, starting to break character.

"I was just released from the hospital. Why aren't you at the dorms?" Bambam went on to say.

"Wait.... You aren't dead?"

"...No..."

Jaella slowly hung up the phone and walked calmly out of the gay bar, ignoring the confused looks she was getting on the way out.

'He's probably a zombie.'  

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  This chapter was written by me and my friend Lulu (AKA Ho su, Bacon Lover, Dae Jong, Jae Young, Jibooty, Bum Jae, Young Jin, or The Suga To Your Life). 

Sorry for the late update. Our editor was on vacation, but she's back now!    :D