Jungkook
Yoongi
Jungkook looked lost. He just stood up there and stayed silent. His mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't get it out.
"I...I don't have a sad story like my hyungs...but on one thing I can agree with them...
K was a good person. She always looked out for us. If we were having a bad day, she would take us somewhere and try to cheer us up. She knew what we each individually liked and she knew how exactly to make us happy.
She was strict with us at times. That was mostly when we disturbed her sleep, like Yoongi hyung."
I felt myself smile a little.
'She sure did love her sleep, just like me.'
"K was like a big sister to me, even though I'm older. She really had no respect for people older than her. I know I hate being called oppa, but I wouldn't have minded it if she called me that, but in the end, I ended up calling her noona instead.
She just has-had that effect on people. She was never intimidated by anyone. Not even me, and I'm a muscle pig."
A few of our friends chuckled.
"No but seriously, when someone wanted to fight her and she asked them if they really wanted to make that mistake and they said yes, she would give them her death glare and they were already on their way to the hospital. She was hella frickin scary.
I really loved my noona. She would sometimes spoil me and call me adorable rabbit or something. She never called me a bunny, something about bunnies not existing and baby rabbits actually being kittens. I don't know, she often confused me with her knowledge.
My noona was like me, good at everything. We would often compete in everything, only to be disappointed in the end because we would always tie, but even then, she would buy me an ice cream and ruffle my hair. She was a really good sport.
She could never stay mad at me for long. If I upset her, I would feel really bad and did everything I could to make her forgive me. Sometimes I went as far as doing aegyo or giving her puppy eyes. It was embarrassing but surprisingly effective.
Whenever I felt down or sad, she would hug me and tell me that I'm her favorite little brother and that I was adorable...while painfully pinching my cheeks. She would carry me and rock me back and forth like a baby. I always told her I hated it, but she saw right through my lie. She already knew that I loved watching Iron Man, so she would also put that on. She told me once that she thought Iron Man was cool. She really was like a big sister.
When we were bored, we would just kick a soccer ball back and forth. For some reason, that always made us talk about the weirdest things that I'm not even gonna bother to bring up.
We would sometimes dance...well...I would dance and she would watch. She would tell me if I did a step wrong or if I nailed a move.
If I was hungry, she would make me something quick to eat and honestly, she was really good in the kitchen. She could make actual decent meals. I'm not trying to offend her, but honestly, she never seemed like the cooking type of girl.
She was like that. Full of surprises. She never ceased to amaze me. I always looked up to her. She was my role model. It's like she was born to rule and wasn't afraid of speaking her mind at all. If you asked for her opinion, you would get a blunt, straightforward, honest response.
All in all, she was the sister I never had...and never will have ever again.
I had her and now she's gone.
I finally had the chance to know what it was like to have someone you can share your...everything with.
Your weirdness, hungryness, boredness, sadness, everything ending with ness..."
He began to full out cry and wiped his nose with his sleeve.
"Where will I find someone like K? Huh? Where? Nowhere. She's irreplaceable. She was one of a kind. She was special. She was a diamond. We...we nicknamed each other the golden maknae and diamond maknae.
Now I'm just the golden maknae without his diamond maknae sister. We had a sibling bond that no one's ever seen before.
We...we were gonna take our whole group of friends to Six Flags after graduation.
We planned it for a long time.
We...we..."
He broke down in front of everyone. Seokjin walked over to him and walked him back to his seat.
He couldn't continue anymore. It hurt him too much.
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