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yoongi was in his room when the morning sky came on. yoongi had his black clothing on his bed while he starred out the window with sorrow eyes. the birds were chirping, a tear rolled down. the trees were losing their leaves. the pinecones were falling to earth's floor and the squirrels were running around having fun. a knock was heard from the door, interrupting yoongi's train of thought.

"sweetheart, are you ready?" it was his mother. yoongi looked at the clothes on his bed and sighed. "in a moment." the mother left without saying anything else.

yoongi put on his black clothing with grief. he didn't want to go but he just needed to. he needed to see where they were going to place his brother so he could visit whenever he missed him. which would be all the time.

yoongi left the bedroom, fully dressed. his family were dressed with the same color and off. they went to the most dreadful event they could think of. yoongi's father was the one driving. no one dared to speak of to even play anything. the tension was thick in the car but they soon parked. the father was the first to get out, then the mother, then seokjin. yoongi stayed in the car and just broke down into tears. he didn't want to be there but his family resisted. they made yoongi go because they knew how special hoseok was to the boy. the mother opened the door next to yoongi and talked with him, "sweetheart, i know this is hard but you need to stay strong. kids are coming but that doesn't mean that you can't cry. they need to understand at a young age that everyone has at least one person that cares for them," the mother caressed yoongi's back with patience. yoongi's tears slowly stopped because of his mother's words.

"i-it just hurts."

"it must be but stay strong, not for others but for yourself. you can make it through. now...should we go?" the mother softly smiled at her son. yoongi stopped crying and got out of the car. he still didn't feel good but he was a little better after the conversation. yoongi was taken to the church and inside it was quiet. the room was decorated with the cartoon character, mickey. yoongi smiled as he cried.

the room had some balloons but not much because it wasn't a happy event. a lot of pictures of hoseok and his friends. the walls had a cafe color to have a warm feeling. yoongi almost forgot where he was. the snacks were all of hoseok's favorites and the plates were in hoseok's favorite color, green.

yoongi got a small bag of goldfish from the table and took his seat. he sat next his family, looking at hoseok's mother if she was okay. she looked like she's been through a rough couple of days but yoongi couldn't blame her. she just lost her son. taehyung was next to her, leaning against her with a sorrowful expression.

the day went by quickly. everyone was outside, waiting for the casket to go under the ground. yoongi was too busy crying during the whole process but once he looked up, all the foster kids from before was there, on their knees, saying their speech to the boy inside the casket.

"dear jung hoseok, we want to apologize for all the bad words we used against you. we were just too young back then to realize that our words were offensive. we all wish you the best time up there where you can fly everywhere and watch us from above. we are so sorry for not appreciating you when you were with us, please forgive us, hoseok. we can never forgive ourselves but we wish that you'll excuse our mistakes," the kids got up and bowed, they were crying. part of yoongi was mad at them but another part of him felt sorry for them.

then everyone was waiting for someone else, confusing yoongi for a moment before he saw a female walking slowly to the casket with her head low, she looked like an adult.

"jung hoseok, from the bottom of my heart, please, i want to apologize. my name is jeong jungsook and i was the one that started everything. i was the one that made everyone hate you and for that, i want to apologize. i know this is too late and that's what makes me so mad...i'm so mad at myself. i shouldn't have said any of those words, you were just an innocent eight year who didn't know better. it wasn't your fault that i was separated from my brother, it was the system. hoseok, you don't deserve any of this. you deserve to be here, laughing, smiling, and hugging everyone, just like you did before. nothing would ever be the same as before. h-hoseok, you should've been the one to live up to twenty one, not me," the female started crying. her little brother was rubbing her back as she got on her knees and prayed. she stayed silent as everyone let her do her prayers.

after she said her words, the casket was lowered. hoseok's mother cried to herself while taehyung tried to calm her down but also crying to himself. everyone there was crying, everyone, even the clouds.

the rain blocked yoongi's vision for the next hour or two. he didn't remember anything else from the day. the day before, hoseok was there. the next day, he was gone.

"hobi, w-why?"

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