17 epilogue

two months had passed and i found myself coming back to visit jimin every single day. my brothers and even taehyung kept on telling me that i should lessen mg visits and use my free time to rest instead.

but i just couldn't. it was as if something was always pushing me to enter the hospital doors to visit him.

just like always, with fresh new white roses, i got inside his room. he was still peacefully asleep, his chest rising up and down and a small smile evident on his lips.

"when will you wake up?" i asked, taking a sit on the chair beside his bed.

he was yet again unresponsive. nevertheless, i kept on talking to him. i told him how my day went and how i went back to school.

for some reason, tears gathered on the side of my eyes again. it has always been like this, there were days when i would remain silently crying while holding his hand.

but this day seemed different.

i felt as if i let go of his hand, he will completely be gone from this world. i wasn't ready for that, i didn't want that.

all of a sudden, just like what i feared, the heart monitor started beeping. i watched how his heartbeat gradually slowed down.

wasting no time, i called out for his doctor.

"no, you can't go. your parents are waiting for you, i'm waiting for you. jimin, i need you to fight." i held his hand tighter, not even minding if i was actually crushing his bones.

i watched how jimin started having a hard time to breathe while still having a small smile on his lips. what stunned me the most is the tears that slowly fell from his closed eyes.

"you can hear me right? you can't leave us yet, we're all waiting for you." i cried out, wiping the tears that were continually falling from his eyes.

the doctors finally came and some of the nurses had ordered me to get out of the room.

i stayed outside, pacing back and forth. "you can't take him away yet, please." i prayed.

he had a lot of things ahead of him. he can't just leave those behind.

the door to his room opened and the doctors met me with saddened eyes. "no, no, no." i shook my head no, not ready to hear whateve they were planning to say.

"i'm sorry. we'll be calling for his parents." the doctor excused himself away.

i got inside the room, taking slow steps towards him. he can't be dead, this must be some prank. i felt my knees getting weak as i got closer to jimin.

there he was, laying as peacefully as ever. his eyes shut close, that small smile still on his lips. the difference was just now, there was no chance of him waking up anymore.

i sat on the chair, caressing his hand with mine.

for some reason, i felt my vision blur and i was suddenly seeing a wave of memories that i couldn't remember.

- flashbacks -

"can you see me?"

"i'll be waiting here, if i'm not here then go home."

"my mom believes that the stars that you would see right after the sun sets are the loved ones who are guiding you."

"i will, hanbyeol. soon, you'll be one of the brightest stars out there. i'll be with you every step of the way, physically here or not, i'll just be here."

"can't believe i was given a chance to meet someone like you, it's been an honor."

"who made you cry? should i go and pretend a ghost is haunting them?"

"you'll be home soon, hanbyeol. you have to be, no matter what happens, you have to go back. i love you, i fucking love you, hanbyeol and i'll do anything to save you."

- end of flashbacks -

i remember.

"i love you too, you know. you promised we'll see each other again, but not like this. you can't leave me hanging after your promise. i remember everything and it isn't fair that i'll only be the one left here." i cried harder, entrapping his hands with mine, feeling the remaining warmth of him.

he was gone.

he won't come back.

he'll never wake up.

my jimin was gone.

"wait for me there, yeah?" i gathered up all the courage to smile. he wouldn't want me being like this, jimin would've want me to be happy that he wasn't in pain anymore.

a felt a gush of wind, few tears falling more from my eyes as i took it as a sign that jimin was finally free from this word. he can finally take a rest.

his parents came and i moved aside to give them the privacy they needed. i had went home, going straight to my room.

everything started reminding me of him again.

"you'll have to help me move on, help me forget this pain." i muttered, my knees finally giving out as i sat helplessly on the floor.

i didn't want this, i just wanted him to wake up, was that too much to ask?

days passed by and it wad jimin's funeral. taehyung had volunteered to accompany and though i insisted i will be fine, he still went.

"take care of yourself up there and don't be too lonely. we'll see each other soon, wait for me." i smiled at jimin who was now inside his coffin.

i was biting my lips, trying my best not to cry.

i felt taehyung's hand on my back, rubbing circles on it as he tried to comfort me. i gave him a small smile and we both went back to our seats.

once the ceremony ended, i stayed back. i sat next to jimin's tombstone, feeling a burning sensation on my throat as tears threatened to fall again.

"you've done well, jimin. i hope you left this world with no regrets. i hope you're happy, wherever you are. if you can still hear me then always remember that i love you. i remember you, every small detail about you." i spoke as few tears managed to escape my eyes.

"i'll live my live to the fullest for you. until then, i need you to take care of me, okay? just stay by my side, physically or not." i pleaded, hoping that he could still hear me.

i stood up, bidding my last goodbye before turning around from his tombstone. just like usual, a gush of cool wind seemed to passed by and wrapped me into cold air.

i smiled, somehow thinking that it was jimin who was telling me that he was just with me. that he will always be with me.

we had a great story and this was our ending. we started as two broken souls from different worlds that were trying to find a place to call home and ended with finally finding ourselves and becoming each other's home.

it had been great, too bad it didn't last long.

but then, park jimin was an angel. and angels were meant to spread their wings to fly, right? he just needed to go back to where he belongs.

this has been our story,

a story in which the parallels meet.

THE END.

author's notes:

here's another park jimin fanfic for all of you! i personally fell in love with this story and i hope you guys did as well. it might a bit rush since i had to finish this before school starts. anyways, i hope you like it and i love you guys!

- hyerin