The Boy In Black - A BTS Fan Fiction

Black Suits & Headstones

December 7th

Aeryn woke up groggily after a fitful sleep. Dreams of the plane crash and her mother had danced across her eyelids causing her to scream, shake and sweat. A couple of hours earlier she had accidentally woken Namjoon up by scream so loud. He had been so scared that he had pleased with her to wake up because she was shaking uncontrollablely. Most of the night the boy had stayed up with her cradling her and rocking her agianst his muscular chest. As the events of the day dawned on her she felt Namjoon stir next to her; the boys hand rubbing at the small of Aeryn's back. Today was the day. Her mother's funeral.

The girl got up and ran towards the bathroom, sobbing as she did. When she reached the door she felt as if she was going to vomit, and she did. After she sat sobbing in the corner of the bathroom not being able to find the strength to get of the grey tiled floor. She soon heard the bedroom door shut and footsteps pacing towards the door. Namjoon burst in the room and saw Aeryn huddled in to the corner of the room her tiny face in her even smaller hands. He fell to his knees beside her and began to cradle her like he had done so many times these past few days. "Babe, I know it hurts. We are going to pull through this, I promise." Namjoon cooed stroking her hair. In response he got a chain of gurgles that sounded like words but we're muffled by the fabric Aeryn desperately gripped on to.

After what had felt like hours on the floor of the cold bathroom the pair had got up to get changed in to the clothes they were going to wear to the funeral. A few days before Aeryn and Namjoon had gone to find something to wear to the event. Aeryn's mother hated the thought of black being worn at funerals and had always said she preferred white, so Aeryn had made that the dress code.

*Flashback*

On the way to the mall the two of them had stopped off at Aeryn's house to pick up some more things this time packing a suitcase full of clothes and other items. At some point during their time in the house Aeryn had found her self standing in her mother's bedroom staring at the photos of a once happy family that littered the walls and any flat surface. Moments later she was rolling her father's American flag pin in-between her fingers, thinking that maybe if she did this he would magically walk through the door and embrace her. Aeryn was quickly dragged out of her thoughts by Namjoon's voice echoing through the walls and at that point she pocketed the pin and mad her way back to her old room. Namjoon was sat on the floor in the center of the room, an open shoe box in front of him. When Aeryn saw him she froze in the door way. He was sat looking through the contents of the box, flicking through old photos of her family on their holidays. The boy looked up slightly astonished "Your family is beautiful." He said smiling to himself. All Aeryn could do was give him an accepting smile and a swift nod. Not long after the pair left the house.

*1:30pm*

Namjoon cut the engine after pulling in to a space in the cemetery. Aeryn looked out of his window to see the group of around 7 people that were invited but being the only member of her family left, she felt isolated and alone. Aeryn quickly smoothed the delicate white fabric over her thighs and her hands slid gracefully off her knees; she also reached up to her chest and pinned her father's pin to the fabric. Namjoon walked around the front of the car to come and open Aeryn's door for her; Aeryn looked up reaching a for the outstretched hand that hoovered in front of her. When she stood up her body felt like concrete dragging her to the floor but in reality she knew it was just the sadness that was balanced atop of her shoulders. When she came around the front of the car with Namjoon in hand a cascade of people in white clothing swarmed towards her and she was engulfed in apologetic language and gestures. The ceremony itself flashed before her eyes, most likely because 90% of it her eyes were glazed over with a layer of tears that blurred her vision. It was time for her mothers eulogy.

" Mum, I know you probably can't hear me right now but I need you to listen. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I disappointed you and dad. I'm sorry that I wasn't there holding your hand telling you that you would be fine. I'm sorry that I never listened and got into trouble sometimes but mum even through all the times you were telling me off all I could think about was how you hair shaped your face, or how your eyes sparkled all the time. You were my hero. My Joan of arc. I like to think that you are watching me and that you are probably rolling your eyes at something I did or said. Mum I want you to meet some people. This is Namjoon. He has been taking care of me while you have been dancing up in the clouds. He is my boyfriend. He comforts me when I think the world will end and stays up with me until I fall asleep just to make sure that I'm okay. You would love him, mum. These are my friends. You know most of them. They miss you almost as much as I do and they stayed with me when I was in the hospital. They beat up someone who hurt me mum, are you proud of them? Because I am. I'm angry mum. You lied to me. You told me 2 weeks that is how long you would be gone. Now you are gone for ever. You promised me. You told me I would always have you. Now your gone and I don't know what to do. I got an A in maths mum. Are you proud ? Please be proud of me. I'm sorry. I want to be there with you and dad and Ellie but life won't let me. Look mum I remembered that you didn't want black. I'm wearing white just for you mum. I miss you. I-i love you mummy. Come back please. For me come back." Aeryn began to scream at her mother's coffin, falling on to the ground. Soon Namjoon's arms were around her pulling her off the floor. Tears streamed down her face as she buried her face into Namjoon's chest. "I hope your with dad now. I'm glad he has you, I just wish that I had you for a little bit longer. Sleep tight mummy. I love you." She choked on her words as she said them.

Soon the the ceremony was over and she begged Namjoon to take her home.