Third Person's POV

"Jungkook-ah,"

Dahan-dahan nitong binuksan ang mga mata niya. He was met with Hoseok, who has a worried look in his face. Tumingin siya sa paligid niya, he realizes na nasa Columbarium parin pala siya.

"Tara, umuwi na tayo." Aniya. Tinignan agad nito ang nasa likuran ng binata, lumungkot agad ang mukha nito, softy looking at Jimin's picture.

"Dito lang ako." Aniya.

"Jungkook," Hoseok stresses out but worried. Hindi kumibo ang binata kaya naman tumayo ito at hinila siya patayo, Jungkook yank his arm away and didn't say anything, eyes glued behind him.

"Jungkook, alam mo bang anong oras na? Magdamag kang nandito! You can still make a visit tomorrow. Umuwi kana muna't magpahinga." Hoseok lashes out, at tila parang walang naririnig ang binata. Hoseok sighs heavily while staring down at the younger full of concern.

"Gusto kong makasama pa siya ng matagal." Jungkook says softly, Hoseok looked behind him and saw Jimin's picture, his heart clenches. He doesn't even know what to say. Alam niyang masakit 'yon para kay Jungkook at nalulungkot siya para sakanya. He was just worried for the younger but it appears there's nothing that could change his mind.

Hoseok sighs defeated, maya-maya pa ay umupo ito sa tabi ng binata. Looking exactly where was Jungkook staring at.

Maya-maya pa ay kinausap siya nito.

"May sinabi ba siya bago niya ginawa 'yun? May iniwan ba siyang sulat?" Tumulo ang mga luha nito, "Anything." Jungkook asked and he was hopeful, guilt swells in Hoseok's heart.

"We didn't..." Hoseok pauses, "Yoongi and I didn't actually keep in touch with him, either." Jungkook's throat tightens. There was a pause, Jungkook's stayed silent. Hoseok darted his eyes down in shame.

Breaking the silence, Jungkook asked. "Why..." It came out as whisper. Jimin is their friend too, Jungkook still remembers vividly how fond they were to him.

"I told him once na kung kailangan niya kami ay tumawag lang siya." But he never called, Jungkook thought, he's not the type of person that open up with his personal issues, that's how he is, never discloses anything and keep it to himself but at least... at least, they shouldn't gave up on him but then he was no different, Jungkook had no right to question them either, he could only feel sorry towards Jimin.

"He never once called. Hindi niya kame kailangan. He doesn't need anyone's help. Those foolish thoughts were the things that kept playing on my mind when I think about him. Until such day, he never once crosses my mind and prettily move on, solely focusses on our career."

"I remember meeting him twice, had drinks, pretty normal, it was like meeting your colleague after such a long time. He never asked about you, we never talked about you. He seemed fine, he looked absolutely okay."

But Jungkook knew exactly what lies behind those mask, he was never okay, not when he made Jimin believed he could trust him with his heart only for him to crashed his heart entirely. Siya ang nagpumilit na pumasok sa buhay niya pero sinira niya ang buhay ni Jimin, he ruined him.

"When I heard, he took his own life, I came to realize, it was just me who assumed he was fine. Where in fact, I never once asked if he's really okay. That Jimin didn't have the chance to tell me what he really feels, share what's he's going through because I was never there for him in the first place."

"I chose to ignore him instead of helping him, everyone, who he thought care for him, didn't actually care."

everyone who he thought care for him, didn't actually care, it felt like a hard slap to Jungkook cause it was the entire truth.

Tumingin si Hoseok sa binata, he tap Jungkook's shoulder and squeeze it lightly, he then stood up. He looked at Jimin's portrait then bow his head, knowing that, hindi niya mapapakiusapan si Jungkook ay umalis na rin pagkatapos.

***

"Good morning, Mr. Kim." Bati ng isang Nurse kay Namjoon. He just nods with a smile.

"How's his condition?" He asked, "No progress." The nurse answered. Namjoon nods again and stride towards the other's room.

He hold the handle at binuksan ang pintuan, Namjoon found him looking outside the window, holding a shoe, it was pressed against his chest, it has been over a year too since Seokjin had suffered mentally after losing his younger brother.

Natagpuan niya itong palaboy-laboy sa kalsada, with nothing but a shoe, that he assumed belong to Jimin's.

1 year and six months ago.

Seokjin mourned over the loss of his younger brother. Katatapos lang ng inurnment ceremony, halos lahat ng mga nakiramay ay umalis na, maliban na lang sakanya. Nakatitig lang ito sa picture ni Jimin habang wala paring tigil sa pag-agos ng kanyang mga luha.

Seokjin is not blind, nakita niya lahat ng 'yun, 'yung pain na dinadamdam ni Jimin. He knew, he was still in pain over the fact their parents left them, it pained Jimin na iniwan niya ito pero lahat ng 'yon inignore niya. Imbes na isipin niya ang kapakanan ng kapatid niya ay tinalikuran niya ito at pinili niya 'yung buhay na gusto niya.

He made a promise, instead of keeping it, he did the opposite. Punong-puno siya ng pagsisisi, at ang masaklap dun, wala na siyang magagawa pa para itama ang mga maling ginawa niya, di na nun maibabalik ang buhay ng kapatid niya.

At dahil sa guilt na nararamdaman niya, hindi narin naging maayos ang buhay niya. He got fired, he and Taehyung constantly fighting too.

"Tangina naman, Hyung. Wala na 'yung kapatid mo! Patay na siya at hindi na siya babalik pa! Kaya tigilan mo na yang pagluluksa mo dyan, kalimutan mo na siya!"

"Kalimutan? Taehyung it has been just a month simula nung nawala siya, it was easy for you to say that dahil hindi mo naman kapatid 'yung namatay!"

"You want him gone, didn't you? So, ano pa ba 'tong inaarte mo?"

"Ano?" Seokjin couldn't believe what he just heard, "Anong sinabi mo?" Ulit nitong tanong sa binata.

"Iniwan mo si Jimin, sinusuka mo na 'yung kapatid mo, you are fed up, you are sick of him! He was doing you a favor—" Seokjin slapped Taehyung across his face, the younger's jaw tightened, glaring at the latter.

"H-how could you say that? Mahal ko ang kapatid ko."

"Mahal? Kung mahal mo siya hindi ba dapat nasa tabi ka niya nung mga panahon na kailangan ka niya?" Taehyung smiled, "Did you even know that I physically abused your brother?" Seokjin's eyes widened, he felt his heart break into pieces, he felt betrayed by the man he loves, Taehyung hurt Jimin, his poor younger brother.

"No, right? You even stayed at my place after I did that, nasa kama kita, kasama ako, habang 'yung kapatid mo puno ng mga pasa galing sa lalakeng pinili mo." Seokjin launched forward and hit Taehyung, he was crying so loud while hitting Taehyung, the younger caught his wrist, he was looking at the older with no remorse.

"Alam mo ba ang dahilan kung bakit wala siyang sinabi sa'yo? Cause the first time he told you, you didn't listen to him, you never listen! You pretended not to see anything wrong, you never believe him." Taehyung pushed him, Seokjin stumbled and let himself fall on the floor, his whole body shakes as he cried painfully.

"Pinilit ba kitang paniwalaan ako?" Taehyung walked closer, he grabbed a fist of Seokjin's hair and lift it up, pulling it painfully. "Pinilit ba kitang sumama saakin? Hindi, I never did that. It was only you, you throw yourself to me and left your brother!" He harshly let go of his hair, laughing.

"Kung totoong mahal mo siya, dapat nandito parin siya ngayon."

"Pinatay mo siya! You killed your own brother!"

Seokjin left Taehyung's house, holding Jimin's shoe. He walked a long way, until it hurts.

Tama si Taehyung, he did that to Jimin, he was the one who pushed him to kill himself, all because of Seokjin.

Nilingon siya nito, Seokjin smiled at him but his eyes were empty. Nilapitan siya ni Namjoon.

"Hi, hyung." Bati niya sa binata. "How are you?" Tanong niya sakanya, inalis niya ang tingin kay Namjoon at tumingin ulit sa labas ng bintana.

"Kailan bibisita si Jimin?" Seokjin asked. "I missed my Jimin." Hindi naman nagsalita si Namjoon at nanatiling tahimik, it has always been like this, he's constantly looking for Jimin.

There was only a little improvement with his condition, at tila di rin tinutulungan ni Seokjin ang kanyang sarili, because instead of accepting it he's running from the pain of losing his younger, he made himself believe that he's still alive, thus he's waiting for his return.