Idk who the artist of this is but the credit goes to them.

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"NO!" Jungkook screamed as he watched Jimin dragging the blade across his skin to make thin, red lines.

"Jeon Jungkook, he can't hear you. You're dead." Although a voice spoke, he couldn't find a source. 

"WHO THE HEM ARE YOU?!" He screamed. "WHY THE HEM CAN"T I SAY HEM?!"

"Mr. Jeon, if you are referring to the lower realm, the word is forbidden here." The voice spoke calmly to Jungkook, in a fatherly tone.

"Where is here?" Jungkook began to shake as all he could see around him was white, aside from the sight of Jimin.

"You are in heaven. Although most who are suicidal go down. You were such a good person to the people around you it made up for you finding your own time."

"Well this sure doesn't seem like heaven."

"If you would calm down I could explain." Jungkook nodded his head, although he still didn't know which direction to face. The voice continued. "As I was saying, This is heaven, and you, Mr. Jeon Jungkook, have made it. It doesn't look like much because this is the welcome center, so to speak. When you die, you are shown the actions of the person you were thinking of when you died. Usually it would be from the moment you passed, but your soul refused to leave for so long, this was a while later. Its right now, in fact. Anyway, when you walk through the doors at the end of this hall, you will find a utopia where everyone lives together in peace. However, you will never be able to see your friends again if you do not wait here for them. Once you walk through those doors, you will entirely forget your life on Earth, aside from anyone who goes through with you."

"S-so I'll forget I was an idol? I-i'll forget A-army a-and BTS?" Jungkook began to cry as he looked at his options. 

"Yes. That is what would happen. Or you have the option to wait here until all of your friends die."

"B-but I'll still f-forget Army i-if they d-don't go through t-those doors with m-me, right?"

"Well technically, if any Army walks through that door with you, you won't forget any of them. You know, Mr. Jeon, you were so worried about your friends you never bothered to wonder who I was. Tsk."

"I-i'm sorry sir. W-who are y-you?"

"Well, does appa ring a bell?"

"A-appa?" Jungkook's father had died when he had only been eight years old. He was the only person if his childhood who had supported his dreams of becoming an idol, so after his passing, Jungkook swore he would work the rest of his life to accomplish that goal. He had never expected to meet his father again.

"Yes son. I have been waiting fourteen years to see your face again." Jungkook began to sob even harder as he watched a figure take shape in front of him. He closed his eyes as tears were blurring his vision anyway.

"I never thought I'd see you again. I missed you so much Appa." Jungkook fell into the arms he had felt rap around his shaking body.

"I missed you, son. I will wait with you until your friends arrive. Until then we will find ways to pass the time. After all, I finally have you in my arms again. Why should we waste this time?" 

Jungkook slowly fell asleep as the rocking of his fathers body calmed him down. 'I did the right thing. Now all I have to do is wait'

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Onion has a yo people of the BTS fan fiction world. What do you think of this reunion? I had been wanting to write about what happened to Jungkook after he died, and I thought this would help to connect with his letter. 

I will continue to write about mostly the living boys for the rest of the story.

Anyway, did you guys see the picture on the news of Jungkook. Someone entered his graduation photo into the slide of people graduation during COVID-19 and they acknowledged it. They even put in a picture of the whole group! I will try to put a link in at the bottom to the news feed. I purple you!

<3, Author

https://abc7.com/bts-army-k-pop-music/6218-083/

(I dont know if this will work but you can try typing it in)