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It takes every grain of self control and restraint within me to not make an about turn and flee from this line. Its so long that it snakes for miles from the entrance of the stadium all the way to the car park.

A pair of over-excited teenage girls eye the shiny plastic VIP pass around my neck with contempt. 

I hug it closer to my breast and try to turn away cooly. 

I'm actually scared that one of them will go fully feral and football tackle me to the ground for it.

We shuffle along in line surrounded by loud excited chatter and the frequent wails of random groups of people singing.

I don't know any of the songs. 

I purposefully and have successfully avoided listening to any of my ex's singles over the last two years.  A truly miraculous feat because everything this idiot decides to croon out of that anointed throat of his, shoots straight to the top of every chart.

We've finally found our seats and Ji Woo glances nervously in my direction. 

He was kind enough to accompany me as emotional support but truth be told, he's been doing a really crap job so far. 

He keeps whooping and making little cheering noises when the VCR's flash across the towering screens positioned throughout the venue. His face is animated and lit up with glee as he whispers to his fiancee Alyssa about how excited he is. 

I mean, I get it. 

Despite his love for me Jungkook is still his only brother and if its one thing that this family does, is cheer each other on. 

Their support for one another is relentless. I realised this years ago and couldn't wait to be a part of something like that. Good for Alyssa, she's going to be formally accepted into the fold while I remain an orphaned sheep still somehow tethered to the household by way of my friendship with Ji Woo. 

A series of upbeat, catchy tunes ensue and I take good care to remain on my phone throughout most of the show. I don't look up when the crowd bursts into loud screams or even when Ji Woo busts out a concerning dance move here and there. 

No. I can't sit back and watch as that soul-less lothario, Jungkook seduces his lover on stage. He selfishly parades his passion for her up there. He doesn't care that I'm watching because he loves her more than he ever loved me. A silly thought crosses my mind for a second and I blush with embarrassment after wondering whether he would ever give her up for me?

Music

That was his true love, not me. 

Not exactly sure what possesses me to make the mistake of looking at the platform above me but I immediately regret the decision!

My heart plummets at the look of sheer joy that radiates from his presence. He glides and moves gracefully but powerfully across the stage's smooth, dark surface. Now I know where that commanding persona he exuded in my office a couple days ago came from. This is the new him. 

I'm not sure if I even know the person standing  20 feet away from me. He smiles, breathing heavily as he pauses, gripping the microphone in one hand and glistening beads of sweat shower down his face and body.

I never stood a chance. 

 Now that he's captured my attention, its almost impossible to look away. This is exactly what I was afraid of, what I've been dreading from the very moment that I agreed to come here today. I think of the wad of papers stuffed into the cavity of the purse I'm wearing slung across my chest and make a deep sigh.

A  gaping sadness heavily blankets every fragment of my emotions. I've never seen him this happy in my life.

...well, except for that day....

"There you are Melanie! I've been looking everywhere for you, love..."

Jungkook peeps his head through the door. I can hardly see him through the blur of my tears.

"Oh, love!" He rushes to my feet, kneeling on the ground and gently laying his head in my lap, "I don't want you in here crying all by yourself.."

"So you'd prefer I stand out there and cry with everyone watching?" I reply sarcastically but my boyfriend doesn't take offence. He looks at me with soft eyes and wipes the wetness away from my cheeks with the pads of his thumb. 

I sniff, closing my eyes. 

I just want this day to be over. 

"Everyone's leaving for the graveyard soon."

I nod, keeping my head down and wiping my nose with the soft handkerchief that Jungkook places between my fingers, right on cue. 

He stays there, kneeling at my feet and staring up at me with earnest brown eyes. 

"You know that I'm here for you, right?" he asks, while taking both my cold hands in his and letting his warm lips brush my knuckles with a feather's kiss.

"I know," I respond quietly.

"Your Dad would have been so proud of you and you did really well today..." I shake my head fighting more tears from coming, "You don't have to always be so strong all the time Mel. Rely on me, ok?"

"Ok."

The car ride is long and quiet. 

When we get there all I remember is the musky sweetness of Jungkook's cologne as I cling to his his shirt. My face remains buried in the broad comfort of his chest. Shivers run up and down my spine at the surprisingly loud 'thud ' of each clump of dirt as it lands atop the steel box being lowered into the ground.

Thankfully, Jungkook removes my trembling frame away from the crowd as soon as all the rites have been read and the ceremony is finished.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask him once we've been driving along the country road for a while.

"Somewhere only we know..." he whispers, keeping his eyes on the road.

I close my eyes and shield them from the sun whilst listening to the strong beat of my boyfriend's heart. He takes a deep breath in, slowly stroking my hair as we lie in a lonely field of tall, yellow flowers. My fingers curl around the small of his waist and play absentmindedly with the crisp, white fabric of the shirt he is wearing. His black suit jacket is spread out beneath us and my legs are draped over his ones. The sunlight washes over us as a cool breeze blows amongst the reeds.

I loved buttercups and he knows that. We drove past this field once before and it's strange how Jungkook remembered my silly comment about wanting to lay in the field of buttercups. 

Swollen, puffy eyes are upturned in his direction and  I look at the handsome young man who holds me tight, trying to shield me from all the pain in my world and its working. Somehow I can pretend that everything isn't falling apart for me like it was a few moments ago. Soon, I don't feel so tired and heavy laden any more.

 The fresh smell of grass permeates my senses, making my head clear and I breath deeply, relishing it.

Jungkook stirs from his place, lifting his head to look down his chest at me and I smile.

"There it is," he softly strokes my cheek.

Jungkook quickly pulls me to my feet. With a sweet bunny smile, he holds my hand in his and we take off, running. Laughing as we tear through this sunshine-field of flowers. My black dress billowing out behind me and his shirt almost transparent now as a light perspiration covers his chest. We come to a stop overlooking a small valley, our legs aching and lungs burning. 

Jungkook grins at me with a smile so bright and beautiful that I think my heart will shatter into a million pieces.

"Do you....do you think it'll be fun if we get married?" he asks all of a sudden.

My head snaps around to face him.

"Fun? Jungkook..." his flippancy in broaching such a serious subject is so endearing that I have to crack a smile.

"Okay, no. Look at me Mel, I'm being serious." 

The laughter falls from my face when he pulls me closer into his arms.

"Jungkook...you can't be- " but he doesn't let me finish.

"I've never loved anyone else the way that I love you Melanie. Please stay with me....Come live with me and let me love you. I want to spend the rest of my days with you. I love you so much...with everything I have so, Please?"

His soft, dark eyes search mine and his brows furrow nervously as he bites down gently on his lip.

"I love you too....Jungkook, I -"

"Then is that a, yes?"

Oh It is. A thousand times it is!

"Yes.."

I've never seen him look as happy as he does now in my entire life as he scoops me up again, stifling me in the most delectable of kisses. I want this now. His lips pressed on mine, my hands finding the heat of his skin under his shirt. His heart beating rapidly under my touch, his love flowing through to me in every action. I want this forever.

"Thank you all so much for coming out here tonight. " Jungkook's voice booms over the speakers.

The opening notes to a ballad are stricken up by a piano and I jolt awake from my day-dream. 

I look around anxiously but no one has noticed me  nearly stumbling forward in surprise!

Jungkook finds my face in the crowd. I can't believe that he can see me and its not what I wanted. 

My saliva goes down like gravel as I swallow, intimidated by his eye contact. 

He thankfully, lets his gaze fall to the floor before gripping the microphone. As his lips part gently against it, tears prick the corners of  my eyes. I reluctantly allow his melodious voice to fill my ears and when I pay attention, the lyrics cut straight to my soul.

He closes his eyes, letting the rest of the words flow out through the arena and the crowd stands still in awe.

Lately I've been thinkin'
Thinkin' 'bout what we had
I know it was hard
It was all that we knew

Have you been drinkin'
To take all the pain away?
I wish that I could give you what you deserve

'Cause nothing can ever
Ever replace you
Nothing can make me feel like you do
You know there's no one......

He glances my way again.

"I- I can't do this..." I whisper, pushing past a bewildered looking Ji Woo.

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