Epilogue

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Yoongi sat by the grave.

Park Jimin

A loving friend, son and husband.

He broke down into strangled sobs, tears couldn't even fall no more due to his dehydration as he laid there next to the stone.

"I know you can't read what I said or even hear what I say, but it comforts me, y'know? Setting this here for you that is." His voice was hoarse and low, dripping pain like a wounded animal.

The broken male went to get up, but his fatigue pulled him back down and it was then he realized, he didn't really care anymore.

No one would look for him or no one would even care, he basically didn't even exist to the world. If he died right there, next to the mangled body of his love that remained six feet under, no one would notice.

It was ironic, being the cause of death to the one that you cherished the most.

And so that's where his mind went, he felt himself slowly dying, content, almost when he was stricken with a fear so strong.

Does Jimin even care?

He knew Jimin wouldn't answer if he asked.

"Hey uhm Jimin? Baby? I get it if you don't forgive me and I-I know you wouldn't want me to just give up and die here. Nothing can make up for my mistake but I'll do all I can."

The young man pulled himself up as he thought of a way to keep Jimin's spirit alive and that's when he remembered the small bucket list the younger kept, anytime the couple would think of vacation spots, Jimin would look to his bucket list and check things off.

So Yoongi set out into the world and checked off everything Jimin wanted to do but couldn't. It had taken years to save up and explore, his body was withering with age and he was growing tired of life in general.

Now content and satisfied with his once miserable life.

He gave a small kiss to the engraving on the stone before curling around it and falling into a forever sleep.

A small breeze went by the grave he had visited so long ago, the one that marked his love's burial and the one that sent him on his journey.

That breeze brought small little spring pedals and laid them upon Yoongi's head, almost as if saying goodbye, or maybe, just maybe.

Saying hello.

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Bishes please vote and comment lmao also I wanted to do smth sad but I highkey suck at sad so lemme know how I did

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