last cookie || seokjin ff

1.2

*warning, you might cry niagra falls at the following chapter. listen to the song on repeat while you read too holy crap. read at your own risk*

two hours passed by and hannah and chanyeol both visited jay within that time frame.

hannah came back to jin and chanyeol with a red puffy face, saying jay was sleeping.

chanyeol also returned with a red puffy face, claiming the same as hannah.

but jin didn't care.

he wanted to see her regardless of the fact that she might not hear what he had to say.

and he had a lot to say.

the walk to the icu was a peculiarly long one. it gave jin way too much time to think and he honestly didn't want to be alone with his thoughts at the moment. so many harsh and dark thoughts pounded against his skull that it made jin feel light headed.

when he finally approached the clear glass doors to the icu, his heart was caught in his throat. the mechanical doors slid open, inviting jin in to get closer to jay, to which he did not hesitate to accept.

with slow and cautious steps, he finally made it to jay's bed and he has honestly never felt so broken in his life.

she lay, pale and lifeless, with a fresh new sling and new bandages. tubes were attached to her nose and mouth, her heart beat monitor beeping in the background. jin managed to pull up a chair and sit himself next to her. he gently grabbed her frail hand and sobbed.

"oh my god, jay. i'm so sorry. this is all my fault. i should've done something, anything, to save you," jin sobbed.

"i love you. so much. at first i wasn't sure how i felt towards you, but i knew. i knew during the one time you snuck into my house. it had been the first time you had done so, too. you were crying so hard and tears clouded your vision and you fell onto my bed, since at the time my bed was pressed against the wall near my window. i remember i had been so scared that i accidentally kicked you in the gut," jin paused, chuckling at the memory, "and you used every curse word known to man, and then some, after. i remember we ended up laughing so hard that we couldn't breathe. and i kept shushing you, because i was so scared that we were going to wake my mom up. and then you went silent. and you didn't have to say anything, but i knew what you wanted. you wanted to cuddle. you wanted to be held. to feel assured that somewhere out there, you were going to be fine. and i pulled you onto my lap, and fell back onto the bed. you rested on my bare chest and i wrapped my arms around your waist, your hands falling into my hair. then you said something strange to me.

"you said that you loved books so much. that you read as much as you could all the time because you got to escape away for a while. then i asked you why books. why read stories that start in the middle of people's lives? why did books have to start dramatically in the middle of someones life, just before the storm. and you gave me the most perfect answer. do you remember? you said that, that was the best part. to read about how such a live changing moment could impact a person to change their life, for better or for worse. that stories are just the beginning to a new life that the characters aren't aware of. that it's absolutely breathtaking to get to read the character development and to apply what the characters are going through to your own life to start your own character development.

"well, guess what jay? my story didn't start when my bastard step-father killed my real father. it started when you took the last cookie in the cafeteria on my first day of school. and you changed me forever, jay. you made me happier. you made me look at life and realize that the most beautiful things aren't always well put together. and that's okay. jay, i love you! you can't let the doctors be right. our story can't end this way. you have to wake up, you have to tell me you love me too. we have to graduate high school and go to college together, only to get a studio apartment instead of living on campus. we have to have those pointless little arguments that make you cry, but always end up with me making it up to you with a chocolate chip cookie. you have to say yes to my proposal. you have to experience that terrifying moment when you take a pregnancy test and feel the relief when it's positive. you have to watch that child grow and stumble and fall but learn what life is all about. you have to provide that child love only you can give. you have to have your proud mom moments as well as those moments that you question if that child isn't secretly an alien. you have to watch that child love and hurt and learn it's okay. that there will always be a next time. you have to watch that child graduate and go to college. you have to hold my hand as we rock on our rocking chairs that will be on the front porch of the house we bought when we had our kid. you have to grow old with me. you have to hear everyday that i love you, up til the day we die. jay... this can't be it. don't let this be it," jin cried.

"i love you jay. so much. please don't leave me," jin cried.

what happened next, nobody could see coming. (not even me, tf)

"i love you too, jin. so much."

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okay, so i chickened out and ended up letting her live.

SUE ME, I'M A SUCKER FOR HAPPY ENDINGS.

three chappies left :(

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