My last gift

Jin's POV

A raspy and a husky voice, that sounded...weak..and tired, spoke from the other side of the phone.
Namjoon: H-Hey.. J-jin-ah..long t-time n-no talk..

The breath caught in my throat as no words escaped my mouth.
Namjoon: P-please s-speak t-to m-me?.. i w-wanted to hear your v-voice..

Tears formed on the brim of my eyes as i let out a huge sigh.
Jin: Umm.. h-hey j-joon-ah..

I heard him let out a sigh, a sigh of relief.
Namjoon: W-wow..t-that calmed m-my heart..

Tears stained my cheek as i silently cried not wanting to let a sound out.
Namjoon: I-I'm s-sorry.. i-i shouldn't h-have l-left y-you like that...

Namjoon: There's a reas-

Jin:Stop..stop it..

My heart burned in fury as he spoke to me like nothing as ever happened.
He can't just walk out and walk in like nothing ever happened...

Jin: Y-you c-can't just walk in back to my life..like NOTHING EVER HAPPENED!!!
I cried.

I covered my mouth as I couldn't stop crying..mad at him..not because he hurt me, because of... how he left me.. how he left me waiting like a dog....for him to come back.

I heard sniffles from the other side of the phone, that made my heart sank.

Namjoon: i-i'm s-sorry.. i truly am...

Namjoon: J-jin-ah... honestly...it hurts...it hurts like crazy...

Namjoon: It frustrates me that.. I can't e-even w-walk on m-my own...

Namjoon: It makes me want to kill myself... that i left you...hurting you..alot.

Namjoon: i g-guess k-karma has i-it's own ways..huh?

Namjoon: I a-always want to s-see you s-smile...okay?...please stay strong e-even though I'm not there with you..

"Not there with you"
Huh?..what does he mean by that?..

Jin:W-what d-do y-ou mean?...

Namjoon: I'm so thankful..that you appeared in m-my life... that you were once mine... that you smiled because of me..., it warms my h-heart..

Jin:Y-yah...why are you talking like a person, that's saying goodbye??....

On the other side of the phone..
Namjoon smiled..with tears all over on his face..

His eyes closed... , panting hard, but trying not to show it to the love of his life..

The oxygen mask making it hard for him to talk...what might be his last words to him.

Tears could not be stop falling from his eyes, feeing thankful that Jin still talked to him.

Namjoon: I-i heard y-ou guys adopted a k-kid.... a girl..like y-you always wanted...

Jin: y-yea... i d-did...with..jungkook..

Namjoon smiled widely, imagining Jin..with a little girl running around along with Jin, smiling and laughing like there is no tomorrow..
But his heart pained as he imagined jungkook there, instead of him.

Namjoon: I-i love..you.. a-always r-remember that..please??

Jin: I-
I sniffed, but got cut off when i heard a loud beep on the other end.

Jin: namjoon? Yah? Kim namjoon?
I called, but only heard movements..alot of movements and...machines???

I called his named but i hung up the phone when i heard jungkook calling my name.

Jungkook: h-hyung.. umm..h-here...
His eyes red and puffy, with his red nose, he looked adorable.

I took the brown wooden box, that looked handmade but still beautiful from him as jungkook left without a word.

I set it down and read the sticky note on top:

                From Kim Namjoon
                                 -To my dearest love, Jin.