Promise (Full Story) Jikook

Chapter 9

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He screamed to let out his agony.

"Kook! Are you playing some games?!!" He shouted.

"It's not funny, Kook. Come on! Show yourself!"

"I'm going to buy you a million dozens of banana milk. You like that, right?"

"Kook... Jimin is waiting for you!"

"Stop this, it's not funny anymore!"

"Kookkk... Jung Kook!!! Jung Kook!!!" Tae couldn't control himself. He kept on calling his name, but no answer. He kneeled and hugged Jin, who was already on the floor—sobbing.

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A week had passed since Jung Kook's demise. Jin was cleaning her son's room and she noticed a diary on the table. Without hesitation, she flipped the pages and started to read.

Date: June 13

This day, I met a very beautiful lad in our school. It's my first time to be captivated by someone.

Date: June 15

Today, I learned his name. He's Park Jimin. Nice to meet you, Jimin-ah! ^__^

Date: June 20

I decided to make poems for him, and I'm going to use origami. Is it a great idea?

Date: July 8

Confirmed. I'm completely fallen in love with Park Jimin.

Jin flipped to the last few pages of the diary.

Date: September 1

It's my birthday. I wanted to invite Jimin, but for now... all I can do is wait. My birthday wishes this year:

1) Mom—always be healthy

2) Tae—the right person to love him

3) Mine—Jimin's 'YES' :D

Jin didn't notice the tears that kept running down her face. She still couldn't accept that his son was... was gone. Already gone.

Tae was at the beach, 18 minutes away from their town. It's Jung Kook's favorite beach. When they fought, Jung Kook always goes here to unwind. On his barefoot, Tae trekked along the shore. He didn't care how far his feet would take him.

"Kook, you left us unexpectedly. What am I going to do with our plans for Jimin? Am I going to forget it? He doesn't even know that you already left him. Not being seen by him, not being held by him, not being kissed by him. I can imagine how sad you are right now, are you, Kook?"

He kept walking. A cold breeze had embraced him that made him freeze for a bit. Tears had made his way again down to his chin.

End of flashback

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"Please te.. tell me, this is just a joke."

"Please tell me Jung Kook is inside waiting for me."

Jin looked at Jimin with a lost heart.

"How I wish this is only a joke, Jimin."

"How I wish my son is still here."

"How I wish he's with us."

"How I wish I could see him smiling again."

"How I wish I was in there, and he's the one breathing."

Jimin wanted to know everything. His heart was in complete agony.

"What happened to him? Please tell me."

Jin gave him a diary—Jung Kook's diary.

"Jung Kook will answer all your questions."

"Bring him. Bring his love with you."

"Distance will never separate you."

Tae spoke from behind.

"Jimin, Jung Kook was your Cookie. I was the one, who added you on Twitter. I was the one who messaged you every day and every night. But the messages were not from me, they were from Jung Kook. He left many origamis with sweet letters and poems on them. I'm sorry for giving you the hope that he's alive. That's the only way I could fulfill my promise to him. You mean the world to him. He was very excited to see you that day. I... we... never expected that... it was his... last day. He didn't even get the chance to hug you or to talk to you, personally. Heaven deprived him of doing the things he wanted to do for you or do with you--- together. And... an-" Tae couldn't continue. He was still hurt by the death of his best friend. He cried again and again.

Jimin looked at how devastated was Tae. And his tears wouldn't stop falling. He walked closer and gave him a tight hug.

"You don't ne..need to apo-apologize... it's not your fault... I'm... I'm so sor-ry." Jimin said between his sobs.

"He's madly deeply in love with you... Jimin." Tae uttered brokenly.

"I kn...ow. And I lo-love hi... him, too... I love him too, Tae!" Jimin burst his tears. He was hurt deep inside. A feeling of being stabbed a million times.

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A broken promise might be intentional, but sometimes heaven interrupts and decides whether that promise is meant to be fulfilled or not.

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