twenty eight
Jungkook;
I opened my eyes and I realized I'm laying in a white room. The first question that crossed my mind is..
Where am I?
Then I saw two doors. The right one is white and the other one is black. Suddenly, figures appeared in front of the black door.
It was my family.
All of them smiled when they saw me. I got teary so I ran and quickly hug them really tight. I miss them.
"My son, how are you?" eomma smiled.
"Horrible. People keep telling me that I'm dead weight and I shouldn't exist in this world. Please eomma, appa, take me with you." I cried in eomma's arms.
"Those stupid humans are blind. Can't they see how perfect our son is?" appa protested.
Suddenly, I heard someone's crying. It came from the white door. I looked at the white door and I saw my friends and Jimin.
Why are they crying?
"That must be your friends right hyung?" My little brother, Junghyun asked.
"Yes, Junghyun. They are my best friends. They protect me all the time." I smiled.
"You're lucky hyung." he pouted.
"Why are pouting you Junghyun?" I pinched his cheeks, enjoying how adorable he is.
"To have good friends while you're still alive. Unlike me, I have no friends in this afterlife world." he pouted again.
I smiled to keep my tears from falling down.
"Go with them son. They are good people. We're sure that they'll keep you safe. You don't want to let them down, do you?" appa and eomma said.
Although I want to be with my family so bad, I know I have to survive, to be strong for my friends, and for Jimin.
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