||Kwon Jiyong / G-Dragon|| SMUT & SCENARIOS

Proud of you||

"I'm so proud of you"

Those five words cross my mind once again. Her angelic voice still rings through my ears, that enchanting smile that graced those perfect lips when she spoke those five syllables melted my heart. The small peck she planted on my cheek left my skin tingling. The cute giggle that escaped her mouth after I stole a real kiss from her caused goose bumps to break out on my arms. How our interlocked hands fit together so perfectly, the sight filled my body with a warm fuzziness and the corners of my lips curved upwards in a content smile. Then there was the loving way she gazed at me right before her fingers slipped through mine before she left, the softness of her fingertips brushing against mine had the butterflies in my stomach going into chaos with the sensation of passion.

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I still can't believe that was the last memory I have of the beautiful girl that I wanted to make my wife. If only I made her stay a few minutes longer or if I hadn't begged her to come see me at the after party for my exhibit maybe that car wouldn't have taken her life...maybe she'd be with me today...

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I stare out the picture window that overlooks the city from my quiet abode, a frown tugging at my lips. Sadness was all I was feeling at the moment. Not even just in this moment, ever since the funeral the fragments of my broken heart has been crumbling to dust piece by piece. I'm barely able to keep it together.

At first when I got the phone call about (Y/n)'s death all that registered in my mind was shock. I was in denial that she was really gone, that the short encounter just an hour before was the last time I'd see her ever again. I believed she'd greet me at the door with a kiss when I came home later that night or I'd receive a cute text saying she missed me and to have fun at the party. But none of those things ever happened.

A week after that was the day of (Y/n)'s funeral. Her parents asked me to say a few words in front of everyone and of course, I accepted their request.

In that moment as I stood in front of all her family members, friends, colleagues, and acquaintances with their tear stained faces and watery eyes was when the horrible reality hit me like a ton of bricks, that the love of my life was really gone and she was never coming back.

I could never hold her in my arms. I couldn't share a laugh with her. I could no longer make love to her. I couldn't wake up to her cute sleeping face in the morning. I couldn't do anything with her ever again. I'd only be able to see her in my dreams and that's hell in it self if I couldn't touch her with my own hands in the real world.

The words I wanted to say that would praise the life of my beloved were caught in my throat, only an unsteady breath left my mouth. I choked back a sob as everything sank in. I couldn't help it as I broke down in front of all those people, the intense water works made my vision blurry. I needed to leave before the crying got worse.

I left the main hall without saying a word, just a deep apologetic bow was all I gave before I exited the crowded room. I saw the dismal look (Y/n)'s mother gave me as I passed her on my way out, no words were spoken between us but the look in her eyes told me she understood what I was feeling. She too loved (Y/n) very much and she knew the feelings I held for her were deep and sincere, she was there for the entire duration of our relationship. She was like a second mother to me. She'd bring fresh home cooked meals to me. She'd call me to see how things in my life were going. She'd scold me when she thought I wasn't taking good care of my health. She would greet me with a loving motherly embrace every time (Y/n) and I would visit. She gave me the same maternal love as if I were her own child.