008| sweet goodbye

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imagine #8cha junhotype: angst

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imagine #8
cha junho
type: angst

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[JUNHO POV]

The morning sun seeped through the curtains of my room and fell on my face. The rays were bright enough that my eyes began to open. Once I had gotten enough energy, I was able to open my eyes fully.

I sat up in bed and stretched for a bit when I felt the presence of someone beside me. I turned to my left and saw the one who always made me smile, even on Monday mornings. There to my side, was (Y/N) sleeping soundly.

My smile seemed to grow bigger as I sat there in that same spot just admiring her beauty; her eyes that light up like stars and a smile that leaves anyone breathless. The way she always changed her sleeping position every 5 minutes as she couldn't settle for one. Even her scars and stretch marks that she hates so much. They're like art on the canvas that is her skin.

I pushed the hair that was covering her eyes away from her face as I placed a gentle kiss on her temple. I finally got out of bed and decided to make breakfast for the two of us. After contemplating on what to make, finally settling on pancakes.

I entered the kitchen and began to make the batter. Once it was done, I started to ladle batter onto the pan. After a while, I had a full stack of pancakes. I plated some and got syrup and a fork and made my way back to our bedroom.

I placed her food on the night table next to her and softly called her name. Her eyes fluttered open and once they saw me, a smile made its way onto her lips. If looks could kill, she could have just killed me and put me in my coffin now. "Hey princess.. I made your favourite, pancakes."

(Y/N) stood up in bed as she stretched her arms. Her eyes lit up once she saw the pancakes. "Yum! Let's go eat in the kitchen." I nodded and helped her up as we made our way to the kitchen. Once we had finished our food, I watched (Y/N) push away her plate and patted her stomach in satisfaction. I just placed my chin on my hand and admired her from the other side of the table.

(Y/N) noticed me looking at her and smiled back. "Thanks Junho. I've been craving this for a long time. Too bad I'll never have it again" my eyebrows furrowed in confusion at those words. "What do you mean? I'll always make pancakes for you. Just say the word!" (Y/N) let out a small laugh as she shook her head. "No silly, it's because I'm dead. Don't you remember?"

My eyes widened as I started to watch (Y/N) slowly fade away with the morning light, that smile still on her face. I shouted repeatedly for her to stay, trying to catch whatever was last of her but it was too late.

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I woke up in a cold sweat and looked immediately to my side to find an empty bed. I sighed and wiped away the sweat as I got up and started to get ready for the day ahead of me. After taking a shower and grabbing something quick to eat, I went back to my room and pulled out my best suit. Once I was fully dressed, I left my house and headed to the florist.

"One bouquet of white roses please." I smiled at the clerk as she handed me the finished bouquet. After paying her, I finally made my way to my finally destination; the cemetery. With a good walk, I finally made it to her tombstone. I placed the flowers on the ground, tears welling up in my eyes.

"(Y/N).. it's been exactly a year since you passed. You were the first girl I ever loved and maybe the last. I know you wanted me to be happy but I can't be happy without you in my life. You left us with your own terms which I have to accept but..I can't" I took a pause to wipe away my tears and catch my breath. After steadying my breathing, I continued.

"I'll try to move on. I'll try to be happier and not ruin my life by just being sad and depressed because I know you wouldn't want that. I will always remember you (Y/N)... you have a place in my heart that won't ever go away. Well, I guess this really is goodbye."
With my hands in my pockets and my eyes finally dry, I walked away from the cemetery leaving the love of my life.

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