𝘽𝙚𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝| Vkook

epilogue

I know I said at the start of the story that by the time you finished it I would have died, and I did. I just didn't stay dead. I'm not sure if it was because we'd broken the witch's curse that had killed me or because the dark man only had room for one more and, honestly, I didn't care. There was only one thing I wanted.

I was back home by the next day and jin, finally awake from his coma, with namjoon crying tears of joy without giving a damm if he looked less manly or whatever and hoseok hugging him to death while jin laughed and cried as well

"Namjoon told me where you went, said you swore you were going to find a way to wake me up. Loved me thay much tae?" Jin jabbed me lightly with his elbow.

" maybe"

"The doctors still can't figure out what happened. They say it's a miracle."

" duh...Maybe death too gave in to my world wide handsomeness"

I chuckled, so happy to see my brother's old self...one which I feared I'd never see again and nodded my agreement as I sat by his bed stroking his hand. "Do you remember anything jin?"

"I remember thinking I saw you...like you were a ghost...and there was this beautiful boy with you. he held me.?..."

I smiled and whispered in his ear, "You're not going to believe the story I've got to tell you."

We returned to Transylvania the next summer, and now every year we return to lend our support to jimin and yoongi's efforts to preserve the ancient forests that were a lost, lonely boy's home for so many centuries.

He's gone now, freed finally to ascend where he rightfully belonged. But I know his spirit lives on. Not only in the hopes of young women who go to the forest to seek Mihal's aid to send their wayward lovers back to them, or in the tales of a beautiful specter who guides travelers lost in the woods to safety... jungkook lives in the hush murmer of the beech trees, in the soft whisper of the wind as they tread on forest littered floor. in the sweet decaying aroma of fallen leaves and autumn. His smile can be felt in the thin delicate gold spun sun rays that penetrate the dense canopy to kiss the earth.. he lingers in the olive rustling canopies where the daylight embraces the mists.

And he lives..The boy with those dewy apple eyes...their moon like orbs holding vast infinite galaxies of innocence and sensuality, where I was a willing prisoner of their gray depths.

Jungkook lives...in my heart..

Perhaps we met in a wrong dimension.. perhaps the wrong timeline...both of us somehow tied by our twisted threads of fate, overcoming millenniums and eras..

but fate traversed our paths once and brought me to jungkook.

Who knows? For it might again

Mayhaps without curses and sufferings, free of anguishes and ill fates, mayhaps in another alternative universe

I shall meet you
..with anew destiny and fresh tales to write.

i will see you soon..right?

The end

Um well so idk what to expect from y'all.. I'm extremely sorry if you were hoping for something else and I have disappointed or wasted your time..I know there are millions of interesting fics to read other than this :')

Thanks a ton for being around till the end and giving this crap a read.

Love, Mimi
;')

Ps: Also read midnight secretary if you are looking for grade 5 english and ridicule thrown in with hopeless Sense of humor. Yea..