Soulmate j.j.k

Things Changed.

Here is in fact the epilogue that many of you lowkey shouted at me about lmao,, i wrote soulmate about a year ago when i was 13 and now im 15 so im hoping ill be less frivolous with this last chap and that many of you will still like it if youre still here and arent dead and gone :)

(Kimyos P.O.V) 

I would like to think Jungkook would approve of life today. That he wouldn't find the need to rebel or make stupid decisions. So as I sat in the coffee shop I used to day dream about cafe dates with Kookie, I fully appreciated my surroundings and how far we'd come ever since my childhood. People were free to love who they wished and the timers that bound people to the law were deactivated. Of course radicalism was still a thing and many youngsters would pry the implants out their skins in fear the process would re-start. 

My favourite place had become my fathers old shed. He'd passed away along with my mother not too long after Jungkooks death, which lay heavily on my shoulders. I am the ripe old age of 24 and but I still keep secrets of a 6 year old, and without Chiyeol around? there was no stupid friendship pact to stop me. Opening a few cabinets and drawers, I hastily assembled a base with a fan-like propeller on top the size of a remote control and with one last click a blue strip light flickered on in the middle. A low hum was emitted by the object signalling that it was working so I fixed myself a drink and sat back in the large old leather chair awaiting movement. 

A static crackle and a distant voice was music to my ears as I looked up from my book and to the projector. 

"long time no see" I coyly smiled at the small figure in front of me who looked back with disdain. 

" It's painful to stay here y'know, it's so boring, so... so you."

Jungkook hadn't changed one bit and as his frown turned into a smirk then into a laugh he let out all of his feelings and spoke about his life after life. I didn't mind being single in this new world as long as I had my hologram Jungkook to pop up when needed.

"You would like it now Kookie. People are free and people are happy, all because of you."

He told me to send his regards to the other boys and as usual he regrets not staying and 'trying you out' as he puts it. Even if he talks about me as an experiment, at least he talks about me and at least i'm able to contact him. 

"Kook, I promise when the technology comes, I'll bring you back here even if i have to design the damn thing myself.  You can be under a new name and everything and we can live as-"

"Kimyo, I'm not saying what I've said is a lie and all, but I don't regret running away with Minah. I mean it saved a lot of other young people and coming back would just defeat the object of dying for what i believed in."

It was one of the only times I've seen Jungkook serious. It scared me. 

Without arguing I apologised for making him speak to me for seven odd years, to which he made the point that he enjoyed it anyway, and debated with myself on whether to tell him something I'd kept in for years. I decided against.

"I will let you go now" I mumbled looking down, concealing disappointment.

"Thank you Kimyo, for making my death significant" I couldn't dare look at his face but I knew he was giving me his signature smile. This was the Jungkook only close friends saw. 

In one brief second I glanced up to the hologram, grabbed the base and dismantled it. I watched his face flicker and fade out, taking in every detail of his clothing and hair. 

When I was sure he was gone, I finally let the tears fall and my body gave way.

In one breath I pushed out the strangled words-

"I love you."