THE FINAL CHAPTER

▶ PLAY DEAD LEAVES WHILE READING ▶

Like those dead leaves there that have fallen and are flying

My love is collapsing without strength

Your heart is only going further away, I can’t grab you

I can’t grab you any more.

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The sunlight hit the lids of my tired eyes, forcing me out of my slumber and into the reality that was this, a bed I lied by myself, without the presence of him holding me and greeting me for a new day.

My heart had never felt more numb than this. I taught myself how to block the piercing pain that squeezed my chest when I got reminded of his absence, and every single minute that passed when he was apart. I taught myself how to put back the light in my eyes, managing to get up another day alone and stay strong until the time I was allowed to see him. 

But it was never easy. I would be lying if I said that there wasn't times where my legs would give way from a broken heart, and I would sit on the floor trying to fight off the sadness that hit me. It was hard, but I never gave up waiting.

My eyes stared blankly into space, the feeling of emptiness slowly sinking into the very depths of my body. I couldn't even cry anymore because I've cried too much.

You can't stay like this, Aeri. I mentally encouraged myself. I walked over to the table, where the guitar pick was. I ran my fingers across the only object that connected us, and started to wonder. Did he ever remember about me?

Even so, I've never asked till now. There was an unexplained fear in my heart, that the feeling was all one sided - that to him, it was nothing but just a mere childhood memory.

My thoughts were eventually disturbed by the turn of the doorknob. I instantly turned to face the figure that entered.....only to see a group of familiar faces staring back at me.

"Why..." I was stuttering in shock, unable to comprehend the current situation. However, I couldn't spot the person I longed for in the middle of the group, so inevitable disappointment could be shown from my face. They observed the look I wore, and exchanged a mutual look amongst themselves.

"He's waiting for you too." Namjoon nodded, and the rest agreed with a assuring smile.

"The car is outside," Hyuna explained to me, handing over a coat for me to wear. "They will take you to where you need to be."

When I registered those words in my head, a stifled sound of joy made its way out of my lips. The rest laughed at my reaction, and proceeded to help me get ready.

"Do I look okay?" I was suddenly conscious of how I appeared, since I've been living like a shut-in for two weeks. All of them approved it, but it didn't stop Jin from adjusting my clothes and Taehyung braiding my hair excitedly.

"Go get your sleeping prince back, princess on a white horse!" Hyuna patted my back, pushing me gently towards the car that was parked at the porch.

"I will return safely with him!" I saluted to everyone, and they mirrored my actions.

"Where are we going, sir?" I turned to the driver that sat silently in front, adorning what seems to be a chauffeur uniform. He smiles gently at me, the sides of his eyes crinkling with old age.

"A place you know well, milady said."

He was right. I found myself standing at the very scene of my childhood memories, the images flashing past one by one. My legs brought me to the bridge on top of the river, where I first met him.

And there he stood, at the side of the river, right below the bridge.

It was the same. The scene where I last saw him, he turned back to face me just like before. I had sudden flashbacks about us, and it was playing right in front of my very eyes, years later.

Yoongi stared at me like never before, his eyes whispering the words of longing repeatedly, comfortingly, into my heart. It was as if, something had connected in deep within our feelings, where it finally met, and fell in love altogether.

I mirrored the image of the scene in my memories, leaning over the bridge and reaching out with my arms, the furthest I could.

"Do you remember?" Yoongi questioned with a soft voice, the sides of his eyes welling up the tears he's saved. It glowed under the evening light as they rolled down slowly down his cheeks, the sunset reflecting on them. I had blurred out the sounds of the river, only focusing on his eyes that gazed back at me.

I breathed slowly, the tingling in my heart returning with the highest capacity. I responded to him with the widest smile I could muster, the tears that held back also escaped eventually.

"Aeri..." He reached his arm out, our fingertips barely touching each other. The hesitation in both of our movements eased, the feeling of fear extinguished like a dimly lit flame of a candle.

All the while, I listened intently as Yoongi begun to speak.

"when our eyes first met, i was instantly mesmerised. I knew that a boy like me from another city will never get a chance, but I was pulled astray before I even realized it."

"I spent ten years wondering about my first love, watching the seasons pass as the dead leaves scattered on the ground time and again. Maybe a part of me still held the light of hope that I still existed in your heart, your mind, and our song."

"And I wondered, will Seoul girl ever come to love Daegu boy?"

The corners of my eyes stung with the tears that streamed down my face. My memories were clearer than ever - I had lost this treasure for years, and I found it, standing right in front of me.

"I have your answer." I smiled in happiness, the feelings overwhelming my heart as I handed over the same guitar pick he had given to me ten years ago, at the same place, at the same spot.

"All this time," I said, our fingers interlocked tightly.

"She is, and had always been, in love with her daegu boy."

The End.

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A/N: AHHHHHHHHHH thank-you for staying till the very end, thank you for reading although I could've done better 😭😭😭😭 and thank-you for encouraging me all the way 😭❤️

I'm going to improve my skills as I write more! Should I also do an epilogue, or after ending?

I'll never forget anyone who read this book, and every single comment that was written. This book was written along with roommate, and it gave me alot of memories of when I first started.

And well....comparing all my works, I think I really write best when it comes to Jimin. This book was very challenging for me to write! I take the characters personality very carefully, making sure each one of them stayed unique like how they are in real life.

I'm very very glad I managed to pull off a non Jimin book lmao. Now the next challenge is bxb fics, which I'm planning to continue my jikook book.

LASTLY, THANK YOU FOR READING DAEGU BOY ! ❤️