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Today was the day
the day of his funeral.
Almost as if the skies knew exactly what had happened, rain loudly pattered on the rooftop of the building the ceremony was held in.
The loss of a source of light naturally only leads to darkness, and that very darkness finds its way into every nook and cranny of somebody's transparent soul, open for everyone to see. The darkness dulls eyes, snatches joy, wears down all efforts to keep floating. Hungry for more and more happiness to consume until the mass becomes too large to cope with. Some are less affected by it, some more. But no matter what happens you cant get rid of it completely.
Jungkook played around with the food that was laid out in front of him, too sick to even imagine putting it in his mouth. 'What's the fucking point of eating' he thought bitterly as he looked down at his rather tedious meal.
"Not going to have anything?" A blond petit male sat beside him, a sad smile on his face. Jungkook looked up at his friend noticing the bitter-sweet atmosphere, he attempted to smile back at him but only managed to lift the frown off his face. "Jimin, you know how much I hate eating food at funerals, it just makes me-"
"Sick, yes I know.. But please, we've been here for so long, at least try? Hoseok would never have wanted you to be here on an empty stomach"
Hoseok
Jungkook's eyes prickled on hearing the older's words, it was hard to accept that Hoseok, his best friend, was gone. He slowly picked up the cutlery and took the food to his mouth, actions laced with guilt.
He cleared his throat "Where's Yoongi?" The younger spoke between mouthfuls
"Oh, I just told him to get some water for us, he'll be here soon"
"...how are you both holding up?
Jimin sighed at the question "Generic reply or honest?"
"Honest"
"Not well at all actually, both of us may not be the most emotive but it's taken a toll on us... E-especially me."
Jimin twiddled his thumbs as he stared down. The memories of his boyfriend came crashing down upon him, and after a long time, he finally broke. He choked out a sob "He was so young... he had d-dreams to become a big dancer after h-he saved up enough money, and now..."
Jungkook rubbed circles on his friends back "shhhh, it's okay" he tried his best to comfort him, but how could he? It was already so hard to comfort himself.
Jimin wiped his eyes, sniffling "I'm sorry I can't get a hold of myself, you were h-his best friend, I cant ju-"
"Hey, don't apologise for being sad." Jungkook whispered, " You don't need to worry about me, I'm okay, I promise."
