❌TRIGGER WARNING❌
Since the day Jiho was born Jiseok had loved him. As children their bond was strong, they were inseparable. However as the years went on and they got older things began to change. Even though the brother took the same career path they became distant from each other barely ever talking. Both brothers became trainees but under different companies, with this chosen career path they were both busy as ever but even with available time they never thought to check in on each other.
Years passed and both brothers debuted in their own groups. Jiho debuted in Block B as their leader under the stage name Zico. Jiseok debuted in the group Speed as their main rapper under the stage name Taewoon. Both groups gaining popularity and becoming busier than they were as trainees the distance between them became more and more.
After some time Jiseok decided he should try and talk to his brother so he called him. This call did not go as he had hoped. All that happened was an argument. In this argument some regrettable things were said, things with no meaning at all.
A few hours later Jiseok got a call from his parents. A call that would change everything in that one moment. The call said Jiho had been in a car accident with his members. Of course this call would be worrying to anyone but it was especially bad for Jiseok and his family. You see Jiho had Hemophilia B which meant even from the smallest cut his blood didn't clot properly so he'd lose a lot of blood. Jiho's condition and him in a car accident was not a good thing for him or anyone who cared for him.
Rushing to the hospital as fast as he could to be at his brothers side finally Jiseok arrived. However upon his arrival he was confronted by Kyung who was not happy about the appearance he had made. Kyung was aware of the argument that had happened earlier and the words that were said. With this knowledge between the two a heated argument happened causing nurses to get involved. Kyung was told to go back to his room as he had to stay overnight. In this moment Jiseok went into the room Jiho was in. He stood in the door way staring. The noise of the heart monitor, the site of 2 blood bags hanging, Jiho laying their lifeless...helpless. Jiseok couldn't help but feel guilty, guilty for the words he spoke...words that may have been his last conversation with his brother. The thought that this could be his last moments with Jiho hurt him more than anything else before. The feeling of his heart slowly breaking the more he looked at his brothers helpless state.
3 hours. 3 hours he had been sitting in that room. 3 hours he has been waiting, just waiting for something to happen. At first he believed that something would be a slight movement from his brother but now he was waiting for the constant repetitive beat to turn into a long pitch that won't end. He felt bad for this but seeing the state his brother was in no matter how much he wanted him to pull through it seemed he wasn't...
Then it happened, the long high pitched sound. He was gone, Jiseok didn't let go of Jiho's hand he just squeezed it tighter not wanting to believe he was actually gone. Unfortunately reality set in when nurses came in turning off the machines, calling his time of death and saying how sorry they were for Jiseok and his families loss.
A week passed and it was now Jiho's funeral. Family, friends and fans alike came together mourning the death this young life. Little did the world know that their mourning would not end with Jiho but was about to start again...
Later that night Jiseok sat at home on the couch staring up that the ceiling. He sat up picked up the picture of him and his brother. Taking one last sip of his drink before standing up heading to the cabinet with all the pills in, taking as many as he could at once mixing it with alcohol, closing the cabinet and heading to his bed. Their he laid down before closing his eyes for the last time before he went to join his brother for the rest of eternity...
