Labeled. (Baekhyun Fanfic.)

Epilogue 2: Still You.

"I spoke at your funeral." Hyeri placed a bouquet of Baekhyun's favorite flowers on his grave. She was knelt in front of his new tombstone. His name was neatly engraved into the stone, along with his birth date and death. His picture was from his nurse license - serious and blank. Nothing like how Baekhyun was. "You would've liked it."

"Tell me about it." Hyeri imagined Baekhyun talking to her. His voice played in her dark mind.

"I told everyone how you liked to sing in the shower, or well, that you sang. If you didn't become a nurse, you had enough talent and looks to be an idol. I told them how you sang the same song each time - my favorite song. I never told you it was my favorite though, I didn't want you to know I listened to you sing in the shower." She took out a crumpled piece of paper from her bag. "I read aloud the note you left me when you went drinking with your friends." Hyeri cleared her throat:

Jagiya, I'm going to be home late. I went out with some of my friends. Don't try staying up because you need all the rest for your lesson tomorrow! Fighting, you're doing great and studying well. I'll introduce you to my friends next time, so don't get upset either. Goodnight, my darling.
I love you.
-Baekhyun (the greatest boyfriend ever.)

"Being the rebel I am, I waited for you and then you pretended to be mad at me. Speaking of your friends, I saw them at your funeral. They were crying when I read the letter. They were nice, it would've been better if you were there to introduce everyone though. I couldn't remember everyone's name because there were so many of them." Hyeri laughed and balled up the note in her fist. "There were only five of them actually. I just didn't bother to pay attention to what they were saying."

"When I spoke, I imagined you sitting in the back. You were smiling at everything I said and you smirked when I mentioned how you were the only person I knew who knew how to do unique aegyo. I'm saying you would've liked my speech because I wasn't a crying mess everyone expected me to be. I had a huge smile the whole time I was speaking and even though I wanted to scream at all the random people that once cared about you, I didn't." Hyeri unwrapped the big bouquet. She had decided she wanted to arrange them in the flower holders that were implanted in the tombstones.

"Your mother enjoyed my speech, she was smiling when I talked about all our happy moments. Your father and brother, well, they didn't like it as much." The sound of leaves crunching caught Hyeri's attention, her head turned to the noise. A boy, around Hyeri's age, with brown hair stood in front of a grave two rows down from Hyeri. He had loose flowers in his hand and a small lunch box. He was also talking to the tombstone - just like Hyeri.

But Hyeri didn't think much about it, instead she continued on about what she was saying. "I ended it by saying how you were a total creep thinking an unconscious person was hot. I laughed when I said it, but no one else did. I was obviously joking. Seriously, they were so uptight and… sad. I know, I know. It's a funeral, I get it. Sorry, I'm so heartless sometimes." Hyeri pretended as if Baekhyun was there. She guessed beforehand what he would say, cracking jokes, and throwing in sarcasm.

"You would've laughed at it. I know you would've." Hyeri sighed and placed the last flower into the dirty cylinder. "Baek, I've got class. I'll visit you and Darcy tomorrow."

Getting up, Hyeri dusted off the soil on her bare knees. She smoothed out her dress and grabbed her bag. Placing a kiss on the tombstone, she patted it lightly. "Bye Darce, take care of Oppa until I get back." She looked over to the grave to the left of Baekhyun's.

The brown haired boy peered up at Hyeri as she passed him. Hyeri gave him a small smile and continued on her way.

Her car was parked quietly on the cement. Hyeri had gotten it as a gift from Baekhyun's mom. She didn't want her walking home anymore.