The Most Beautiful Day of Our Lives
Part 3
"He's only a year younger than me. No I didn't say so. I'm older. I know. But he's not a kid anymore. It's time he started taking care of himself. I got it. I got it. No I'm not mad. I'm sorry."
I looked down at the ground after I hung up the phone. We were on our way to our lodging after spending the day at the beach. A lukewarm breeze was blowing our way. A pressure lay over my heart so heavy it could burst. Small ants traveled in a line across the ground.
It wasn't that I didn't love my parents. It wasn't that I didn't worry about my brother. I'd turn a deaf ear to them if I could but I knew I'd never be able to. I knew that all too well.
Then, what was the use of struggling, losing my temper, stressing and trying to have a bit freedom?
Far off, someone else was also standing staring into the distance, lost in thought. It was Jungkook.
I remember Jungkook told me once that he wanted to be just like me when he grew up. I couldn't bring myself to confess that I was far from an adult, let alone a one he could use as an example. It seemed to brutal to crush his hope then.
I couldn't tell someone so young, someone who hadn't been given the trust and support and affection he deserved, that you don't just become an adult by getting older and taller.
I wish Jungkook's future would be kinder to him than mine was to me. I couldn't promise that I'd be of any help to him along the way.
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BTS SMERALDO THE NOTES 1 (Edited & Translated)
FanfictionThe feelings they tried to keep in their pasts, their losses, their suffering, insecurity and absence...it was time for them to embrace their destiny. Started: 13 April 2019 Ended: 29 June 2020 Thank you for the journey
