EUNHEE'S POV
I was back in Seoul to attend Jungkook's funeral.
I got to meet his parents, who comforted me as we cried together.
I walked up to the front of the crowd taking in deep breaths.
"I don't really know where to start..." I began. "Jungkook, he was... Amazing. Although, I didn't know him for as long as you probably have, I am really, really going to miss him. In the short time I knew him, I learned to love him really quick. He was there from the beginning of my troubles, and never left my side. Now that he's gone... I have to admit, I'm feeling a little lost. To all of you here... Don't lose hope. Jungkook is still with us." My tears fell silently.
"All of you know Jungkook as... Well, perfect." I smiled.
"He's like... An angel. Ugh, guys, I'm going to need a lot of help to get through this. I love Jungkook... So much. He's gone, and I don't know what to do. I want all of you, and myself, to stay strong. Stay strong for our precious Jungkook. Thank you..."
Jungkook's parents went up after me.
"Now, Jungkook wasn't the perfect child." They laughed, "But damn... I couldn't ask for anyone better than him. He always helped us when we needed it. As his mother, I was always worrying about him, trying to guide him with everything he does. It's my job... I always loved Jungkook, since the second he was born. I will continue to love Jungkook, I will never forget him. Thank you." His dad comforted his mother as she spoke.
He then began his speech. "I'm stuck. I don't know what to say. As Jungkook was growing up, I was never really there for him. I don't think he knew how much I loved him. I would try to tell him, but he never realised. I love Jungkook. He's my son. He would always make me proud. Let's all take a moment of silence to remember our precious Jungkook. On this date of each year, we will do this."
A minute passed with everyone looking down having their eyes shut.
"Thank you."
When the ceremony ended, Jungkook's parents asked me to sit with them for a coffee.
"So, how did you and Jungkook meet?" His dad asked
"Well... My father was murdered, and Jungkook was in the scene when I was there. He stayed with me the whole time, and it went from there. We got closer. He confessed, but I liked someone else, as it turns out, the other person I liked was who killed my father. I didn't know about this, otherwise I wouldn't have dated him. When I found out, I decided I liked Jungkook, and wanted us to try it out. But then..." I put my head down.
"Hmm..." His mother began, "You're a very sweet girl. I can imagine he liked you a lot." She smiled warmly.
I started to cry without noticing.
"Hey, we're here for each other. We lost someone we love, it's okay." She rubbed my back.
"Thank you."
We chatted over a cup of coffee and even ate lunch together.
"Thank you, again, for a really good time getting to know each other." I smiled.
"No, no, thank you." They said.
"Well, get home safe, I'll see you next time."
We spent another five minutes saying goodbye, then I was getting home quick.
Remember how I said I met someone in Daegu?
Yeah, well, he came back with me to Seoul. He was planning on living with me temporarily.
I came home to a nice smell coming from the kitchen.
"Ho Seok?" I asked as I put my things down by the front door.
"You're home! How was it?" He walked out of the kitchen to see me.
I instantly started laughing once I saw him. "Sorry it's just, you're wearing a pink apron."
"Is there something wrong with that?"
"Nah... You look cute. What are you cooking?" I walked past him into the kitchen.
"I'm baking." He sang.
"Waw, Ho Seok you're making cake!" I peaked in the oven.
"Yeah..."
"Okay well, I'll be watching TV if you need anything, okay?"
"Okay." He smiled.
I was casually watching the news, and then suddenly something came up. My eyes were glued to the TV.
My heart started beating even faster the moment I heard...
"Kim Namjoon has died from apparent suicide."
I got up from my seat, grabbed my jacket and raced out the door while yelling, "I don't know how long I'll be, but I'm going out!"
I checked his house...
I checked his dad's work...
I checked almost everywhere, until I remembered one thing.
Where we met.
I went as fast I could, and started searching all through the building.
The building always reminded me of one of those places you'd find zombies in a movie, and as I rushed through the place, it scared me a little.
I found my way to the top, and saw no one.
I went back to the bottom floor, and searched the ground surrounding the building.
I gave up, and sat down on the ground, leaning against the building.
I shut my eyes and tilted my head back.
I suddenly gasped as I felt someone grab my wrist.
I screamed in horror as I saw Namjoon's messed up body lying next to me.
He was gripping my wrist, and trying to whisper my name.
"Namjoon!" My heart was racing and I didn't know what to do.
"NAMJOON OH MY GOD!" I studied his injured body and got worried.
He had an unsteady pulse. My breath was out of control and my heart beat was irregular.
"NAMJOON... I don't even know if I want you dead or alive. Should I just leave you here to die...?!" I huffed.
"No... I need to do something." I noticed him losing consciousness.
"Namjoon please, don't go. I hate you... I really do. But damn, I love you too." I rested my head on my chest, and let my tears free.
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Oh my gosh guys.
Thank you sooo so much for reading!!
I'm very sorry for any mistakes I made lol
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