stay. ➳ jensoo 【COMPLETE】

11

Before the dark night traps me in, don't leave me. Do you still love me? If you feel the same, don't leave today, don't ask why it has to be you.
Just stay with me. I don't expect a lot right now. Just stay with me
I don't expect a lot right now
Just stay with me.

People deal with loss in different ways. Some choose to bawl their eyes out. Some choose to destroy anything in sight. Some just become the biggest asshats anyone has ever seen.

For Jisoo, it was none of the above.

She chose to remain silent, slowly watching every move of everyone in the room. Mouths moved, het no sounds were heard. The silence was suffocating, yet she couldn't bring herself to say anything. She felt obligated to stay quiet, as if doing that would turn back time.

It had been just three hours since she had received the call, and yet it already felt like an eternity.

Five hours ago, Jennie's plane had lost primary radio contact with air traffic control. Four hours ago, the plane had disappeared off radar. Three hours ago, it was located, crashed at the bottom of the ocean. No survivors.

Three hours ago, Jisoo had lost the love of her life.

And so she sat in silence in the hallway of the airport with the other relatives of the victims, waiting for something to happen. Police had told them to wait there—some of the divers had recovered some bodies and they were awaiting identification. The mood was solemn, and to distract themselves most of the crowd were striking up conversations with the people next to them. That was how Jisoo found herself ignoring a tall, young woman named Rosé ("or you could just call me Chaeyoung if you can't pronounce my English name. I'm Australian, so most Koreans can't say the accented letter") who had, apparently, lost her fiancé to the crash.

"Her name was Lisa, and she was such a bundle of happiness. I'm sure it just doesn't seem right to you either, for so many bright souls to just be lost so suddenly, right?"

Jisoo finally parted her lips and lifted her head to look at Chaeyoung. "Yeah, that's right. Jennie was just... just... perfect. I just wish I had the power to say sorry one last time."

Chaeyoung looked confused, but made no effort to clarify as a group of medical officers and police rushed down the hallway. "We'll need Park Chaeyoung, Kim Jisoo, Son Seungwan and Kim Kibum to follow us, please! We think we've located the remains of your loved ones!" One of them shouted. Jisoo and Chaeyoung stepped away from the gasping crowd and followed the officers into a separate room, where one of them directed Jisoo to a table at the very end of the room.

Jisoo could already feel tears welling in her eyes as she opened the body bag. No doubt about it, that was Jennie. The same Jennie who had risked everything just for her, who had taught her a life of adventure, the same Jennie who she loved.

Jisoo couldn't bear to look at her dead girlfriend's face anymore, so she turned away, now openly crying. In another corner, Chaeyoung was gasping for air as she wailed, while the other two people remained silent. She could understand, in that moment, how it truly felt to lose someone you loved. She was five when her mother was murdered and hadn't fully been able to comprehend death then, and now it hit her like a truck—the pain of knowing that from now on, she was truly alone. It stung, and it hurt more than anything else she'd ever experienced, like someone had ripped the soul out of her.

Later, as Jisoo drove home in the small black car where she had first met Jennie, she continued to weep. She was gone. Well and truly gone, and nothing could bring her back.

You should have stayed.