A Doctors Heart.

Chapter Two

Three months had passed since Jungkook had almost been choked in the morgue, he had been busy with his work and barely had time to think about the brown haired husband who had come so close to his personal space.

At the present moment he was relaxing at home on a rare day off and was sat cross legged listening to his favourite classical music while sat on his sofa reading.

His phone beeped and he glanced over at it...an event notification popped up which immediately dampened his mood...'moms anniversary' was all it read. He had been so busy that he had forgotten that the next day was his mother's death anniversary...he sighed....Had it been a year already since his last visit...Not that he hated going, he always ended up crying his eyes out and getting drunk after, his mom would never have approved of the later... groaning he stood to go pick out his suit for the next day...he hoped she would be proud of him when he told her about his residency and how he was doing....He briefly wondered if his father would attend, but soon pushed that thought from his head....he couldn't care less if he did or not, and that was the harsh truth...he hated his father with a passion, fact.

Suit chosen he grabbed his keys and jumped into his car, he would go pick out the best flowers for her, she loved orchids so he would choose a selection of the pretty flower just for his mom.

The next day he woke up, and sighing, got out of bed, took a shower and dressed in his suit, checking himself out in his full length mirror he smirked, fake shot at himself with his fingers and after grabbing the flowers he had gone to three different shops to find, grabbed his car keys and made his way to the cemetery.

The air was chilly and Jungkook grabbed his long coat from the back of his car, slipping into it, he locked his car and turned facing the memorial gardens. Taking a deep breath he let his feet guide him to his mother's final resting place.

He had been sat in front of her spot for about half an hour when a familiar voice filled his ears.

"Poppy, I don't like it here, it smells funny."

"I know sweetie, but momma is sleeping here, didn't you say you wanted to talk to her?"

"Yea, but..."

"Come-on Taechi, momma will be happy to see you today, it's her birthday today, are you going to sing for her?"

Jungkook glanced towards the sound of the voices...he couldn't believe it, it was that man who choked him, his hand went immediately up to his throat and his breathing slowed as the family came into his sight. This time his breath caught in his throat for a different reason, the man standing in his vision was very handsome. He looked totally different from the last time he had seen him. He wasn't as menacing, dressed in a light grey suit and his hair neatly brushed. His daughter had on a pretty pink dress that brought out her cute chubby cheeks. Jungkook couldn't stop staring at the man. Just at that moment the man glanced his way and caught him staring, Jungkook looked quickly back at his mother's grave and busied himself arranging the flowers. He was listening intently to the man and his daughter.

"Here we are Taechi, say hello to mammy."

"Where is mammy, poppy?"

Taehyung pointed to the earth...

"She's lying down under there"

The little girl looked up at her father shock on her face.

"But she won't be able to breathe under the ground Pappy, we need to get her out."

"It's ok Tae' it's just her body there, your mammy is still in the sky with Grampa..."

"But the worms will eat her pappy..."