Bounce~ Bangup ✔

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"Yongguk!" the boy yelled and gave Yongguk a hug. 

"Hi Hoseok, I brought Tigger!" Yongguk said. He was only 11 years old.

"Oh awesome, my mom just made popcorn and she rented a movie for us," Hoseok said as Yongguk walked in with his backpack and tiger clutched in his arms. 

"What movie?" Yongguk asked, following Hoseok to his room.

"Monster Inc," Hoseok said with a huge smile. "Have you seen it?"

"No, but I remember I wanted to," Yongguk told him, throwing his bag on the floor and jumping on Hoseok's bed. 

"Good cause I haven't seen it either," Hoseok said, pressing play on the movie and joining Yongguk on the bed with a large bowl of popcorn. 

All through the movie, Yongguk never let go of his Tigger. 

-

"Yongguk," he heard a voice say to him. "Yongguk honey, it's time to get up now."

Yongguk slowly opened his eyes, Tigger still in his arms. 

"Mrs.Jung? What time is it?" Yongguk mumbled as he sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes.

"It's 4 in the morning, I need to take you somewhere now okay?"

"Okay, should I get my stuff?"

"No, you'll be back," Hoseok's mom told him. She sounded upset.

"Okay," Yongguk said simply and got up from the bed, bringing Tigger along with him.

-

It's been two months since his family had been caught in the fire. They were still in the hospital, getting treated, but he overheard the doctors say they didn't have much time left. His sister had died a month ago and it was horrible going to the funeral and not having the rest of his family there. Relatives were there trying to keep the young boys head up, but they never could. Only Tigger could. 

It wasn't too long after that when his twin brother also died. None of his family members woke up after getting treated. He never got to say goodbye. At Yongnam's funeral, he couldn't even cry. He just held onto his Tigger. It was like watching himself get put in the ground. The day Yongguk went to Hoseok's house, he asked Yongnam if he wanted to go, but Yongnam said no he had to work on his studying to become smart and have a good future but now, he wouldn't have a future.

Only Yongguk's parents were left now. He would go to their room every day and talk to them. He and Tigger would talk about their day and how much he wished they would wake up, but they never did. They never woke up. 

One day Yongguk came to the hospital and he saw the nurse take his parents away. Yongguk almost through a fit at the doctor for taking his family away. He was alone now, but he had Tigger, the last one of his family. He'd miss the days they'd spend, bouncing down the streets because Tiggers don't jump they bounce. He would miss the days he spent singing Tigger's song while holding onto Tigger's hand tightly. Spinning and bouncing without a care in the world.

Yongguk, excepting his family's death, walked slowly down the hall of the hospital. 

"The wonderful thing about Tiggers," Yongguk sang sadly and slowly, dragging Tigger along by his arm.

"Is Tiggers are a wonderful thing," he sang getting closer to the trash can.

"Their tops are made of rubber, their bottoms are made out of springs," he sang, his voice becoming shaky as tears fell from his face. 

"They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun," Yongguk's cheeks were wet from tears, and he could taste the salt water on his tongue as he licked the side of his mouth. 

"But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers," he more said than sang, sobbing a bit as he looked at his Tigger, the last of his family, the last of his childhood, the last of his happiness. A tear fell onto Tigger's marble eye and dripped down its fur as if Tigger was crying too.

"Is I'm the only one," Yongguk whispered and dropped Tigger into the trash. He zipped his sweatshirt up and flipped the hood, lowering his head. "I'm the only one," Yongguk repeated more sternly this time. 

His childhood was behind him now. He had grown up, in a matter of seconds.