24th Male Member: NCT fanfic

8.

I turned around and saw all of my memebers standing behind me. Their wide and teary eyes told me that they new what had happened. Chenle was the first to react by running over to me and engulfing me in a hug. After we parted, the members all chatted and hugged my family before I looked at my mom. She pointed towards the room that my sister was in and I took Doyoung's hand before walking into the room. She was lying on the table, almost as if she were asleep. My heart felt as if it was ripped out of my chest and stomped on. She looked as pretty as ever and peaceful. I sobbed once again and touched her cold hand. My body shook with my crying and soon I was hugging her lifeless form as she laid on the hospital bed. Doyoung stood behind me and rubbed my back without saying a word.

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"We are here today to honor a lovely young woman by the name of Choi Haewon. At only nineteen, she lost her life in a car accident. Her older brother, Jiwon, will now carry out what she wished from him."

With shaky hands I walked next to the table with her ashes and picked up the microphone placed on top. Music cued and I cried silently as I began to sing her favorite song. My voice didn't break, though my heart and mind did. My members were all here with me today, dressed in suits to show their respect and my family stood beside them an mixed in with them. All of them were practically family now anyways. Once I was finished I moved on to the speech my family had asked me to prepare since I write well.

"Thank you all for being here today. My sister would have loved to see how many people she had touched in her short lifetime. Now, I want everyone here to only think on the positive even if it's just until the service is over. It's what Haewon would've wanted. She was always trying to please everyone and spread happiness to the world. What she didn't realize was that she slowly changed the world for those around her. Haewon always had a way with words. She could put a speech together without any thought or preparation going into it. But yet she always outdid herself by going the extra mile. She was smart enough to graduate from high school a year early and get an application to a good college. Her smile could make anyone's day better. No matter what you were going through at the time. With all this in mind, build on those happy memories. Remember her as the bubbly and happy person she was. Help others to see that side of her as well. Don't focus on the bad ending. Focus on the amazing story that is her life and personality. She wouldn't want it any other way. And besides, she's with dad now. I can see both of them smiling down at us all and waving from above. Even now, I can feel them as if they're here watching over us all."

Everyone was either in tears or on the verdge of them by the end of my speech and I was no exception. My eyes hurt from crying so much and I was getting more and more exhausted by the minute. My mom hugged me after I came back from the podium and the minister began speaking again.

"As Jiwon said, let us all remember her for who she was and not what happened to her. Let her live on in each and every one of us to show the world how one person can change everything."

He finsihed speaking and we began her candle circle. There was a lot candle on her casket and my mom went up and lit her own before lighting my oldest brothers. Then my other older brother. And so on until everyone had a candle that had been lit. When we had all finished we began to sing to her favorite song once again as the sun went down. The sight wasn't sad anymore. It was beautiful and all I could think was that it was Haewon smiling at the sight.

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We went up to the mountains and took Haewon's ashes to the very top. The wind was blowing and it was perfect for what we had planned. My mom took a small amount out and so did everyone of the siblings. Once everyone had done so, we all sprinkled the ashes into the wind and watched as they danxed away and into the lower distance of the mountain. They flowed here and there and looked like snowflakes in a way. Everyone was content with the way we had handled it and we all travelled back down the mountain before everyone parted and went home.

Once we arrived back at the dorms I took out my photo album with all of my pictures. I sat down and showed them to Yuta and WinWin who sat with me in the living room. The rest had gone to their correct dorms and rooms to get ready for bed. With a smile I told the two males with me about all of our adventures together. From the time she knocked out one of my loose teeth, to the time we spent the night in the woods telling ghost stories with our dad. They laughed and smiled along with me as the stories continued and payed close attention to detail. It was probably because I never talk about my dad. It was a sensitive topic for all of the Choi family but for me it seemed worse. I was there when he died so it only makes sense. Once I had gotten tired enough I headed up to bed in Johnny and I's sharred room. He was pulling a shirt on when I waked in and I laid down on his bed. He laughed a little and laid next to me while pulling me in for a hug. We fell asleep with nothing but small smiles and warm hearts.