The Bucket List | Park Jimin editing

11; Rain

a/n: I felt like updating again. Fluffy chapter? Or should I say wet chapter? kekekeke...anyway I'd like to thank @jeonjungsh00ks and @-anonymouslove for their wonderful comments! 

#16: Dancing in the rain with someone you love 

I was going to get discharged soon. Sooner than I thought, sooner than I wanted to. If the time came for me to leave, how would Jimin find me? I was too afraid to leave the memories behind, too afraid to think that everything was just a dream. It started to rain and I am reminded of the promise he made with me. 

Namjoon suddenly walked in with a backpack slung over his shoulder. It was my backpack which was filled with clothes for me to change into before I get discharged. 

"I got you clothes," my brother said lamely. 

Not often do I see my brother in casual clothing. I was used to his white button up shirt paired with slacks and his white lab coat. It was good to see him like a brother rather than my doctor. 

"Thanks. Did you say hi to mom and dad for me?" 

His face was solemn. "I always do." 

Our parents died on the day I was sent to the hospital. They were speeding through the rain and got into a fatal accident on their way to visit me. 

Tragedy. 

It was my fault they died. If I was born healthy, my brother could've lived his dream and our parents would have been alive. We could of have an average life, a perfect life. 

"Change into these clothes tomorrow. Alright?" Namjoon set my bag on the ground. 

I nodded my head as he prepared to leave for the night. In all honesty, I wanted my brother to stay with me, but I knew he had a meeting later tonight. He hugged me and bid me his goodnight before leaving me in the dark. 

Alone. 

I laughed suddenly. I finally made it and just like what Jimin said, I got what I wanted. I finally got what I wanted yet I felt emptier than I did before. I sighed and stood from my bed, lifting the bag from the ground. I wanted to leave right now. So I changed out of my hospital gown and wore the clothes Namjoon prepared for me. 

"These feel weird," I began talking to myself as I wore jeans for the first time in a long time.  

I've lost so much weight compared to before. How much weight could I have possibly lose? Four kilograms? Thankfully, Namjoon prepared a belt. He was the best brother for sure. I finished dressing up and tied my hair up into a pony tail. Namjoon would probably be mad at me for sneaking out, but something was telling me to. 

Follow your heart is what they say and I did just that. 

I pulled up my hood and looked out the window to watch the raindrops race their way down the window. It poured harder as time flew by and thunder flashed before my eyes. 

Someone must of died. Just like what that ahjusshi said, the clouds cried for those who died a tragic death and the flash of God's camera captures the person's last precious moments. The thunder erupted a loud roar that brought a ringing sound in my ear. 

"Lets dance in the rain," I said loudly and climbed over to the other side. 

I stood there, feeling the rain cover me, embracing me like blanket that was comforting me like an infant. It felt nice to get soaked in the rain.  I closed my eyes to listen to the rhythmical sound of the rain droplets hitting the leaves. 

Anything was better than that wretched clock that reminded me that time was a person's greatest enemy.  

"Eunji."